Georgia's POV

"Hey! Ukrainian!" Raven woke me up throwing something hard at my head.

"Ow." I moan

"You can't sleep in." She said throwing another thing hitting my boobs this time "fuck. stop it." I say getting up

"Morning Georgia." Brandon said leaving the bathroom with wet hair and a pair of clean socks in his right hand

"Good morning." I stretched my arms and grabbed my phone "I need to go see the guys and get ready."

"Venue today, we have to set up lights." a boy that I couldn't remembers names popped his head into the hotel room 

"Alright Kyle babe." Raven kissed his cheek slamming the door in his face "I guess you should go then." she looked at me 

"Yeah, I'll see you guys later then?" I look at Brandon 

"Yes! Bye bye Georgia."

"Later Ukrainian." Raven pushed me out of the hotel room as I walked to the guys and I just walked right in.. Sam and James were dressed and sitting on the balcony outside and Ben was on the bed flipping the tele. 

"Hey Georgia. Where were you last night?" He winked 

"I crashed at Brandon and Hannah's room." 

"Oh, fuck. Alright."

"We got totally smashed last night dude!" I heard Denis' loud accent booming through the wall of the hotel suite. 

"I wonder if Ben's up." I heard Cameron say as he and Denis walked into the room. 

"Georgia." Denis said looking at me 

"Hey." I say looking away from Ben and at Denis who surprisingly was cleaned up and wasn't wearing my bra. "I see you aren't wearing my bra anymore then."

"It fit his surprisingly well." Cameron said patting my shoulder "Except for the lack of breast tissue but chest wise it fit."

"So Denis now we know you are a size 36 C?" Ben asked 

"You did not just say my bra size out loud." I snap 

"HAHAHAHA!" Cameron began to laugh "I'm going outside now."

"Ben why do you know her bra size?" Denis asked crossing his arms 

"It's just too easy to guess once you've known a chick for so long." 

"Enough you two." I groan as Denis and Ben begin to argue over me. I got into the shower and found a condom on the hot water nozzle and about gagged as I saw it had a fluid inside of it.... 
After I inspected the shower I jumped in it myself and took a warm shower. I got dressed in a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and I slipped my grey cami tank top and before I could throw on my black jacket Denis throws a blue flannel at my face 

"Here." He said 

"I already have a red one of yours."

"No, I insist you take that." I smile as I slip it on and attack Denis in a big hug.

"You suck." I say resting my head on his shoulder looking at Ben and Sam who were making faces at James to get him angry 

"Why is that?" He pulled me to look at him 

"You guys getting drunk and trashing ever sleeping area in this suite! I had no where to go except for Brandon and Hannah and I finally met Raven."

"Raven.." Denis mumbled that repeatedly "Is she the loud one?" 

"So.. so.. so loud." 

"I'm sorry, The girl can tune a guitar really great though."

"She also gives blow jobs and kisses to everyone who wants them."

"Did she kiss you?" He frowned 

"NO!" I yelled 

"Okay, just checking." I narrow my eyes at him 

"Did she kiss you?" I ask 

"NO!" He mimicked me 

"Stop it you two- the cabs are here we need to go." Cameron said shoving Denis and myself out of the room..

The ride to the venue was extremely short and once we got there the guys all ran back stage leaving me to Brandon and Hannah who were talking to a rather tall built man with large gauges in his ears. 

"Georgia!" Hannah waved me over to talk with them 

"Hey." I say looking at Hannah then to the man I didn't know who was eyeing me like a hawk. 

"Georgia this is Mike. Mike this is Georgia."

"So- Denis' girl huh?" he spoke in a thick American accent 

"Yes." I nod "It's nice to meet you." he held out his rather large, tattoo covered hand to mine. I gladly shook it 

"I've heard too much about you." Hannah and Brandon left me as Raven was yelling their names leaving me with Mike. 

"Oh yeah?" I say scanning his face. His eyes were the color of olives and his skin color was rather tan compared to my pasty shade. I couldn't stop looking at him for some reason and I knew this was wrong but something about Mike intrigued me. His hair was an ashy blonde color as it was slicked back into a bun and the sides were shaved. I couldn't not stare at his nicely groomed beard under his long slinder nose.

"Yeah, the guys never shut up about you. I was starting to believe that you weren't even real." He popped his tattooed knuckles. Staring at me as he leaned against the black painted brick wall

"I am real." I try not to stare to much at him because it felt wrong. I was not attracted to him.. No way I was engaged to Denis Stoff.. I love Denis.. You love Denis. I love Denis.. I love Denis.. 

"Of course you are. You are much smaller than I imagined. For a Russian."

"Ukrainian." I corrected him "In fact I'm half Ukrainian, half British."

"I could hear that in that accent of yours."

"You have one yourself." I say as I hear loud British voices that didn't belong to any of the guys in AA. I shook alittle because I remember Stephen's voice. 

"Why don't we go outside for a second. I need to smoke and I don't really want to down in this hole of a venue." he said 
Should I really go outside with him? I needed a smoke myself. I looked for Asking and they were content with talking with who I recognized as Oliver Sykes and Lee Malia. 

"Okay." I shoved my hands into my pant pockets following the rather large American man in front of me. 

"Alright so I know pretty much everything about you." He lit a cigarette as I pulled one out myself lighting it with the lighter he handed to me. 

"That is sort of weird that everyone knows about me and I haven't even met all of you."

"Nah, it's not too weird. I mean if it wasn't Ben and Denis talking about you it was Willie and we all saw where she went."

"Yeah.." I took a drag and blew out slowly "Well since we are going to spend plenty of time together this tour tell me about yourself."

"Well." He said "I was born in New York.. I grew up there for 10 years until my parents split so I moved to East Bay, in California and there as a kid I got into the punk scene." Mike paused and blew smoke out into the cold air "My dad never gave a shit about me as a kid so I practically raised myself. I remember getting my first tattoo at 14 and smoking my first joint around the same time. I didn't really fix myself till I failed myself out of highschool. So I sort of found myself working at a McDonald's and they fired me within the first week due to my poor attitude and my inked covered body."

"That's awful." I said throwing the cigarette butt under my boot 

"I lived in a hotel for a few weeks until they kicked me and I just so happened to live with my girlfriend after that and I went to this concert.. I think it was Black Veil Brides. I don't remember I was mostly high a few years ago but I met the right dude at the right time and I became a roadie for that band. I hated that band though. I didn't enjoy the whole 'emo' scene." 

"So how did you become a merch guy here with AA?" I asked 

"I met Ben and he loved my arse hole attitude." He faked an accent.

"Figures." I mumble "How old are you now?" I ask 

"20." 

"JUST 20?" I felt my mouth open 

"Yes. It's crazy right? I'm sure you frown upon my trash American life." He sighed lighting his second cigarette 

"No.. no I don't it's just different to meet someone only a year older than myself." 

"You are 19?" He looked surprised. I could feel his eyes scanning my body now and this was automatically wrong.. this whole conversation felt wrong. YOU LOVE DENIS GEORGIA. You love Denis.. Denis loves you.. I love Denis.. you love him.. I kept thinking this over and over again. 

"I am. You are legal at 16 in England."

"Fuck. So I heard you had a shitty ass childhood too." He said leaning his head on the cold wall of the venue. I follow his movement and stare at him nodding 

"I did."

"So what did you do to like blow that shit off?"

"I tried to push it away from me. I moved to America about 2 years ago around the age of 17 and I met AA at Warped."

"You met Denis then." He said 

"I did." I pause looking at Mike once again.. This was so wrong.. "I fell for him like a child clings to its mother.. instantly. But time has grasped my life in it's hands and before I left for this tour was diagnosed with PTSD." Mike's smirk changed to a frown and he dropped the cigarette 

"That's serious." 

"I know. I refused treatment because it's partly my fault for bottling my abandonment issues for years upon years."

"No, you shouldn't apologize for that. Don't do that." I nod to him and turn my head from him "You shouldn't do that. I know we have just met but I can tell you right now if you ever need anything.. or anyone I am always available." I felt guilt rise in my chest.. I was with Denis.. I loved Denis "Always, Georgia Levchenchov the legendary dream of Denis' Stoff. Always. You remember that." I turned my body away from Mike and nodded to him heading back inside because I knew I had a problem on my hands.. 

"HEY!" I heard James call me from the drum kit which was being tightened by Raven who was mouthing about Sam playing his bass way to loud during the practice sessions. "Where have you been Levchen?" He hugged me "Fuck you are freezing."

"I was outside talking with Mike." I shivered alittle 

"Mike.. the merch dude from New York/Cali?"

"Of course." I nod 

"He's pretty cool." I nod again biting my lip. James could read any expression I wore on my face.. he could literally read my mind in my sleep if possible. "What happened?" he looked concered 

"I talked with him. We just talked but I can't.. I kept looking at him."

"No Georgia. You are not doing this." He said "After all I've done to fix you and Stoff. You cannot be falling for some reject punk from California." 

"I'm not!" I say 

"Then don't act like that because I can clearly read your expression."

"Don't do this James.. I just met the guy."

"Your eyes are dancing. It's wrong and you know it!" James was practically yelling at me now

"How? No they are not!" 

"What's going on?" Cameron said handing his guitar to Brandon who looked at me with wide eyes.. I'm sure they heard this argument. 

"Georgia here is making googly eyes with Mike the reject merch guy." James glared at me 

"You cannot be serious Cam. Georgia! Denis loves you."

"I just made a new friend." I said in a normal tone staring at James and Cameron back and forth "That's all.. I mean after all Mike and I are the merch crew and we will be working together every show."

"I hope that's all because Stoff would never do this."

"He's already slipping." I mumble silently as Cameron and James both hugged me not even hearing what I silently said 

"Just.. just know we are here for you on this tour and once this practice is over I'm sure we can all go back to the hotel and party."

"Yeah that sounds great." I smile at them before they turn their back and start yelling Ben's name. 

This tour would be harder than I thought.. where was Denis now? Maybe talking with Mike was wrong but at least he cared. After all we were just friends.. for now.. no GEORGIA YOU LOVE DENIS. YOU LOVE HIM. but do you when he's on tour drinking every night with the band while you sit at a merch table with the one who said he would be there and is meaning that? 
I shake these thoughts and look for Denis but the only pair of eyes mine connects to is Mike who was watching me inventively as Hannah handed him a box.

I know you all are going to kill me for this but the band is slowly drifting from Georgia, They party and drink while she is with the roadies and that's how it is.. So what do you guys think about Mike? if you are angry for me doing this with the characters I wish to tell you now that this was bound to happen... nothing is ever permanent in this story.. 

 I really hope you all liked it and if you did or didn't I love the feedback because you guys rock.. Another update coming soon stay tuned ;)  cheers -mickey