"Boys, you're on in five." I spoke as I walked into the boys' dressing room.

"We're not ready, though." Luke whined as he walked around shirtless.

"All you have to do is put a shirt on, Luke, which you should do." I nodded.

"Don't lie to yourself, you love seeing me shirtless." He grinned before pulling a top on. I rolled my eyes.

"Y/N, can you do my guyliner?" Michael asked.

"Jesus fucking Christ." I mumbled before taking the eyeliner bottle from him.

"Why the fuck did I agree to be your tour manager?" I muttered.

"Because you're our best friend and you love us." Calum smiled.

"Hmm." I sighed before putting the lid back onto the eyeliner bottle.

"Okay, done, now, get your asses onstage, the show was meant to start a minute ago." I groaned.

"Alright, alright, don't get your panties in a twist." Luke mumbled.

"Yeah, that's Ashton's job." Calum laughed.

"Oi!" Ashton yelled. I chuckled as they walked out and got their guitars on.

"Okay, guys, have a good show." I nodded, hugging them before they ran onstage.

"Okay, guys, we're going to take a moment to introduce you to our tour manager, AKA, our best friend, Y/N!" Luke called out. I chuckled as I walked onstage and waved at the crowd, causing them to scream.

"She's been our best friend since we were all little and she agreed to be our tour manager, so we want to say thank you for that." Ashton smiled.

"We love you, Y/N!" Calum smiled.

"I love you too, you dorks." I laughed before hugging each of them and making the crowd scream.