SHATTERED

seventy-eight

saylor

"yeah, i'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby. listen to iron maiden, baby, with me, ooh," i sang.

only a few days after we got back from california, we're in a venue to practice for our second tour. we're going through the setlist to get everything right. depending on how it goes, we might move the setlist around, as well as remove or add some songs.

as i sang, i was playing my guitar, while walking backwards. alex was playing their guitar as well, and they were walking towards me. there was only about a foot or so of space between us.

this tour, we decided to use headset microphones, so that we can move around the stage while singing and playing the guitar. we both enjoy it more than having to stand in front of a microphone on a stand.

i took in their appearance. they were in gray sweatpants and a black tank top that was just short enough that it allowed me to see the waistband of their boxers peeking above their sweatpants. they had, had a jacket on, but due to how hot we've gotten while playing, they had taken it off. their hair was somewhat sticking to their face with sweat, and they had a smirk played on their lips as they held eye contact.

"oh, yeah," they belted. "dirtbag. no, she doesn't know what she's missing."

they turned to face the front of the stage, where the audience would be when we perform this live, as they started to sing the third verse. i stood beside them, a few feet away, as i also faced where the audience would be. i continued to play my guitar.

after teenage dirtbag, we played know my name, which is a song off of our ep. the fans loved it last tour, so we made sure to definitely include it on this one.

while me and alex played, i was standing in front of jessie's drum set, and we were both banging our heads to the music. alex was doing the same with miguel.

soon enough, we finished the setlist. i put my guitar and mic away before i laid down and sprawled out on my back, on the stage. i turned my head to see alex grab a bottle of water. my face scrunched up as i watched them pour water on their face and somewhat in their hair before they drank the rest.

they walked over to me, and i raised a brow. they leaned over me, and my eyes widened as they started to shake their head around, which caused the water from their hair to fall on me in drops.

"alex," i gasped. "stop!"

"nah, i'm good," they smirked.

"you must want to throw hands," i huffed as i moved away. they only followed me to continue to shake their hair towards me.

"oh, yeah? come on then, tiny," they challenged with a growing smirk.

i raised a brow before i lunged for their legs to bring them down onto the ground with me. they collapsed as i did, and i heard jessie and miguel laugh somewhere behind us.

"damn, alex, she got your ass," jj cackled.

"shut the fuck up," alex grumbled. they turned back to me. "you're really tryna do this right now?"

"yes," i narrowed my eyes. "you got water all over me, and you called me tiny!"

"'cause you are," they defended.

with that, i lunged at them again. i grabbed their biceps as i tried to pin them down. that didn't last too long before we started to wrestle around on the stage floor. we obviously weren't going to hurt each other during this, but i couldn't exactly say that we completely held back.

"world star!" jessie shouted. we both glanced at them to see them throwing their fist up, which made us laugh loudly.

"shut up, you're distracting me!" i giggled.

"either way, you're not winning this, darling," alex smirked.

"we'll see about that," i huffed as we resumed wrestling.

we continued back and forth. one of us would have the other one almost beat, just for them to get the upper hand again. this went back and forth for a while.

at some point, alex got me in a headlock. they were sitting on the ground as they kept their arms around my neck. my back was pressed against their front as i sat on the ground as well. my hands were trying to pull their arms away. they also had my legs pinned down with one of their own, so that i couldn't kick my way out.

"give up, angel," they cooed with a smirk. "and i'll let you go."

"never," i huffed.

"you're too stubborn for your own good," they kissed their teeth.

"and what about it?" i grumbled as i still tried to pull their arms away.

"come on," they tried again. "don't you wanna breathe?"

"i'm breathing perfectly fine," i nearly wheezed. "but thank you."

they kissed their teeth again. i stopped pulling at their arms for a moment as i panted. they were also panting as well, from all the wrestling we had done. i looked around to see that jessie and miguel had left at some point. all of our tour crew were to busy with getting everything done for the day that they weren't paying any attention to us. i thought for a moment.

i smirked as something came to mind. i turned my head; i was just barely able to turn it enough so that i could whisper in their ear.

"choke me harder, baby," i pleaded in a whisper. "please?"

their breath caught in their throat, and their grip loosened. i took the opportunity to get out of the chokehold. i then quickly pinned them down onto their back, and i straddled their waist to hold them down. i pinned their wrists above their head. i panted down at them with a smirk.

"that wasn't fair," they claimed with red cheeks as they panted as well. they held eye contact for only a few moments before they turned their head. somehow, their cheeks flushed even more.

"all is fair in love and war," i gave an innocent smile. "now, do you give up?"

they barely even struggled against me. "fuck, fine. you win," they gave in with an eye roll.

i grinned. while still pinning their hands above their head, i leaned down to give them a quick peck on the lips. "i told you i'd win," i smirked.

i had barely pulled away before they chased after my lips again. i smiled against their lips as i kissed back. i held the side of their face as i kissed them. still, their hands were pinned above their head, but they didn't seem to entirely mind it.

just as we were getting into it, we were interrupted. "ew, gross, get a room," jessie gagged.

alex raised their middle finger at her, while i narrowed my eyes. regardless, i got off of alex, and i held them sit up.

"we weren't going to do anything," i defended.

"we still didn't want to see that," miguel shuddered.

"grow up," alex huffed. "you two wanted this, so i don't wanna hear any complaints."

they both grumbled something in response as they walked off. alex rolled their eyes before they turned to me. they placed their right hand on my lower back to lead me off of the stage.

"can we go get some food? i'm starving," they claimed as they stretched their right arm out and yawned.

"you just ate, like, two hours ago," i chuckled.

"and? i'm starving," they repeated, this time with more emphasis.

i giggled, and i shook my head. "whatever. yeah, let's go get some food."

"finally!"

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a/n ayooo

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