Chapter 15 - Show Me Your Peter Side
The fact the boys take girls after concert is true. I don’t know what they do even if I have a slight idea, anyway, I didn’t want to break all the perfection and made up this arrangement to make them look like good fellows
Btw, sorry if I didn’t post for a long time
If you want to read the whole thing, it’s here [x]
______________________________________________________________
Ryan poked me in the ribs and I slapped him back behind his head and we both started laughing.
“D’you want to help me during this concert?” he asked me with his eternal smirk.
“Sure” I smiled.
“It’s not complicated and rather funny don’t worry. You only have to give water to the front tows and check if some girls faint. When they do, you just have to call one of the bodyguard.”
|
I couldn’t stop laughing. Not only because Ryan was literally attacked by a group of 15 years old Hooligans who were asking to take off his shirt , but because most of the girls in the front row were desperately crying, shouting and waving to Peter … I didn’t want to be mean or make fun of them … but I actually felt sorry for them because Bru didn’t see ANYTHING from the stage. It was just a sea of black faces. I knew it cause it told me just before the concert.
“Hey Constance!”
I nearly suffocated as I heard my name elevate from the crowd. Who the hell knew my name? Sweet baby Jesus. I approached to the girls who were definitely looking and pointing at me.
“How do you know my name?” I shouted as Liquor Store Blues destroyed our ears.
“Every Hooligan on twitter know you! You’re kindof our hero” she shouted back
“WHAT?”
“Everybody wants to be you!”
“Really? I thought everybody wanted to kill me!”
“Yeah, you really weren’t really appreciated … until we found out you had a boyfriend!!” she said with a really satisfied and excited face.
“YOU KNOW AL?” I breathed heavily for about five seconds. Mother of Lord, it sounded very scary.
“Would you mind if I take a pic with you? And also … Would it bother you to give a present to Bruno from me?”
I honestly didn’t know what to do. I just learnt that hundreds of hysterical girls creeped out my life. They even knew the existence of Al. DUDE, THEY EVEN COULD POSSIBLY KNEW THE COLOR OF MY SOCKS RIGHT NOW. Anyway, they weren’t going to come sleeping in my bed tonight, right? Plus, this girl hasn’t being mean or violent.
I leaned to her and we took a picture, I took her present and she asked me another thing:
“Have you ever seen Bruno shirtless?”
I don’t know why but this made me burs tout loud. The girl started to laugh too and we looked like two perfect idiots, laughing during Liquor Store Blues. I realized a bit latedthat the music has slow down and that Peter were had stopped singing. He was looking in our direction, his eyes frowned.
“Excuse me ladies” he started with his serious (but we all knew he wasn’t) voice. “You’re at a concert to enjoy ME and my music, so if you want to laugh, get the hell out of here !!!!!”
He really looked serious for one second but he immediately started to giggle just afterward. His laugh was contagious and I laughed at his giggle and the Hooligan girl laughed too and everyone started to laugh at his turn.
After a long time, everybody eventually settled down and the girl shouted “I LOVE YOU!” to Bru.
“Awwww, I love you too honey”Pete smiled back. “Okay now stop ruining Damian’s song. 1,2, 1 2 3 4, I said one shot for my pain …”
I laughed again and the girl went hysterical. “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD, HE TALKED TO ME … FSDIHFIODSHFOHSDFOH (yeah, I didn’t understand a thing what she said but she was obviously happy) THANK YOU!!!! It’s because of you! God you’re awesome” she hugged me tight and it felt like Dre was slowly dancing hulu on my thorax. Ryan saved me as he saw my distress and the girl freaked out (because it was RYAN you know, Mister I’ve-Got-More-Abs-Than-Jacob-Black).
I didn’t realize before that such small things as Ryan coming to see the Hooligans fangirls, or Bruno just talking to them just half of a second could make them so happy. At this exact moment, I had an idea.
|
“Please, please, pleaseeeeeeee Aaron … You know it’s a great idea …” I begged to Aaron Bay, Bruno’s manager. We were on the phone and it has been about ten minutes that I tried to explain my project to him.
“I know it is … but it’s FREE and Elektra would rather die than let it go this way”
“But it’s so unfair” I pouted
“I know sweetheart … but … hum … you know (his tone voice changed, as he was not allowed to say that) you know, I’m not supposed to tell you that but … Elektra will close their eyes if you INVITE some girls after the concert to … well … you-know-what”
I must have had le palm face for about ten seconds until I understood what he wanted to say. I slowly felt a mixture of disgust and indignation. So this is what artists were allowed to do? Pick some random girls at the end of a concert … and use them as a piece of meat? This was outstandingly revolting. But I thought about Aaron’s suggestion for a second. What I proposed was very different … and if Elektra closed his eyes about that if they thought that … ewww (I shivered, just thinking about it) well, good for us.
“Thank you Aaron, I think it’s what I’m gonna do”
“What YOU’RE gonna do? Wait, does this mean that Bruno doesn’t even know about your plan?”
“I didn’t even thought about telling him before the D-Day to be honest …”
“Oh my God hahahahaha, I bet he’s gonna be pissed”
“Yeah … But I thought about something … If he accepts what I suggest, I will take less pictures of him”
“That seems fair enough” Aaron chuckled “Wow, here comes Mister Elektra-Boss. Imma ask him if bruno can take some girls after his concert … If you know what I mean”
He hanged up and I laughed. I also felt glad that Bru was surrounded by such perceptive and nice persons. Even if I didn’t come, he would have been brought down to earth by them.
|
“I want after every concert, to invite a small group of girls who will of course be Hooligans, to come backstage, to meet you all, maybe drink something or eat, talk to you, even just a little. I do this because we owe all to them and they deserve to be happy or something like this … Well I think you get me. So? What do you think of it?” I asked to all the band that I regrouped. (By the way, make come eight guys in one room at the same moment is like the most difficult thing to do on the whole universe, don’t EVER try)
They all were quiet, clearly thinking about what I just threw them in the face. Even Ryan lost his smirk. I started talking again, saying that Elektra didn’t approve my idea but Aaron proposed that some girls could come at the condition that … well basically to have fun with them. I saw perplexity on their faces.
“Well don’t just stand here like stupid carrots and and tell me your opinion! Tell me it’s ridiculous or foolish but at least say something!”
“I think … It’s a great idea” Kenji softly said from the back of the room. “Of course, it seems a bit abrupt … the way we’re gonna ‘meet’ them like they’re just … vaginas”
James burst out loud and I smiled to Kenji. He was the sweetest.
“Yeah me too” Phil said “It’s the least we can make to thank them for their support”
I smiled to him, like I was encouraging him.
Kameron raised his hand. “There’s something not fair in your thing – wow don’t get upset, he said as I frowned my eyebrows. I mean if we take some girls to ‘sleep’ with them, they must be 18. And well … most of Hooligans are like 15. We would get arrested to take 15 years old girls even though we just wanna meet them because everybody would think that we just want to … you-know-what”
I nearly wanted to cry. God I didn’t think about that. Of course we couldn’t take 15 years old girls backstage while everyone would think Bruno would flirt with them. STUPID ME.
“Well, I’ve got an idea for that” Bruno said.
We all turned back to him. “I don’t know if it’s a good idea but what about a M&G? People do that and teenagers Hooligans could meet me. We’d still do the idea Constance’s had because it’d be more private and stuff and I really wanna make my Hooligans happy.”
“A M&G?” Ryan repeated “That’s a great idea moi goi. Imma call Aaron and Elektra” He took his Blackberry from his pocket and dialed a registered number.
That band all nodded and started talking. I was standing on my feet, shocked. My idea had been generally approved. I felt like I did something good and a big smile crossed my face. I really felt less pointless.
Kameron walked to me and asked “If the girls you chose are hot, legally free to decide their relation and horny, can we flirt with them and apply Elektra’s original idea?”
I rolled my eyes and Peter laughed.
-
burritomars posted this
