Chapter Twenty-One
Jaxon
It had been a couple days since Grace and Uncle Pete had been released from the hospital.
No matter what I did, I couldn't take my mind off of her. Is she okay? Is the place she's living at safe? Has she made any friends? Has she thought of me at all?
Questions plagued me every minute of the day until it was time for our gig in Manchester.
It seemed like performing on stage was the only break my brain got from thinking about Grace.
I passed the stage manager and smiled at him as he motioned for us to take our spots behind the curtain. Our short video played as an introduction before we went on and I could hear the crowd laughing and cheering.
I smiled in response. I loved doing this- making people smile and having them enjoy our music.
We sang all the songs from our album and got an encore. After the last song, we all headed backstage to the washrooms to take quick showers before the meet and greets.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and hopped into the water earning a cat call from Jacob.
"Jaxon, enjoying the water?" He teased from the shower next to me. They were separated by a wall that went to around our chests so I could oddly see all the boys showering.
"Well this is an odd shower set up." Luke stated bluntly.
We all cracked up and finished off our showers before slipping into some fresh clothes.
As we walked down the hallway to the room where the meet and greet was being held, Luke draped an arm over my shoulder.
"You've been kind of down lately mate, anything I can do to help?" He wiggled his eyebrows at me.
I groaned, "Luke, go find Samantha. I think you're a little sexually frustrated." I laughed as he stuck his tongue out at me.
We opened up the door and the girls started screaming. I looked at a girl and smiled and she instantly broke into tears. I panicked; I hated it when girls cried. It was like my Achilles heel.
I walked over and gave her a hug. There were about twenty girls in total and most of them were all screaming. A few were yelling at Luke to let them see his bum. I had to laugh at that- they were all obsessed over his bum.
We sat down at our tables and signed their autographs. Our managers had said we didn't have time for pictures tonight, so we were spending a little extra time talking to our fans to make up for it.
I sighed, deciding to push all the negativity out of my mind like Grace would do. Why am I thinking about Grace again? I always wanted what I couldn't have.
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