Drew's POV

I woke up next to her, finally I was waking up next to her and we weren't running to opposite sides of the room. "Babe." I whispered. Cleo was still fast asleep, we had a pretty wild night. Bridgeport was insane, the crowds were unbelievable. The bars too. But the sex beat it all. "Babe?" I said leaning in kissing her awake. She had the biggest smile on her face.

"Morning." she yawned. "Albany next." she said as she sat up rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"What time's the flight?" I asked. Cleo looked at her phone and sighed.

"An hour...why do we always do this!" she laughed as her and I jumped out of bed. The good thing about dating. Saving water and showering together. We ran down the hall. I literally kicked in Alex's door, of course he was in bed with four girls.

"Really man! Come on! We're gonna be late!" I yelled as we all sprinted to the lobby. Cleo had all the rooms signed out and coffee in hand. That's my girlfriend! Finally I can say it. I got on my snapchat and took a video. "Good morning Albany see you tonight! Get ready to get lit!" I said as I panned to hungover Alex trying to eat a fruit cup and Cleo pounding a coffee and a redbull at the same time. "Get you a girl who can do both." I said as I ended the video. She looked at me with a smile and shook her head. We were back on the plane within the hour. It was pouring when we got to Albany. We literally sprinted from the plane to the terminal, then right into the Uber. The plane was delayed so we had no time to go to the hotel, it was straight to the venue. After the soundcheck we all passed out backstage.

"Drew..." Cleo yawned as I pulled her into my lap.

"Yes beautiful.." I said making her blush.

"I'm so ready to get wasted tonight." she laughed.

"That's my girl..as am I." I said as Alex walked in with Rory.

"Finally...finally...finally. I thought I was going to die before you two got together." Alex laughed.

"Well...clearly he's just my type." Cleo joked.

"Everyone wants something just like this." I continued, making Rory throw up in his mouth.

"Oh you crazy kids, Cleo we're having a pyro problem one of the firework dispensers got wet during the move from the plane to the venue." Rory said.

"Fuck...I've got it." Cleo said getting up off my lap. "Who the fuck was moving the equipment today! Whoever you are! You're so fired!" I heard Cleo scream from down the hall.

"Man you got yourself a boss ass bitch." Rory laughed.

"On and off work hours...if you know what I mean." I smirked making Alex laugh.

"Someone find me a girlfriend, I can't take the player life anymore." he said as he walked out of the room. A couple hours later it was show time. There was no need for a good luck kiss anymore. Cleo and I were already making out backstage.

"It still counts." she laughed biting her lip. God that was so sexy.

"True..." I smiled at her.

"Alright Tags they're waiting!" Cleo said pushing me out on stage. She killed the lights while Alex and I got the back track roaring. In the middle of our set I couldn't help but turn to the side and stare at her backstage. She was working so hard to make sure the show went well. I could tell she was nervous about the pyro because of the weather. Despite that she managed to keep her cool. This may have even been our best show yet....until the riot. Well I guess it started as a mosh pit in the front of the stage and it turned into a riot. Our closer got cut short because of the massive amounts of people trying to rush the stage. Alex and I sprinted backstage and I couldn't find Cleo anywhere. That's when Rory ran up to me.

"Have you seen Cleo! She had to go down into the crowd, fights were breaking out and security needed her clearance to start throwing people out. I can't find her anywhere!" Rory yelled. As the rest of the crew ran in frantic circles.

"Oh my god." I said as I grabbed Alex and we ran down into the crowds. "Cleo!" I yelled.

"Cleo!" Alex continued to scream. We couldn't find her. There were too many people, we pushed through crowds trying to remain unseen. Which was nearly impossible. "Oh fuck.." Alex said as I watched him bend down to look at something. I ran over to him and there my girlfriend was, they literally trampled her.

"Oh my god Cleo." I said as I bent down to help her up.

"I was trying to get back up on stage..it didn't go well." she said holding her ankle. "I think it's a a sprain or something. I can't stand on it." she cried. I'd never seen her cry before. It killed me. I scooped her up into my arms and ran her backstage. She was acting more calm then I was. "Drew it's fine." Cleo kept saying holding back her tears. Alex started wiping off the blood from her forehead. That's when I freaked.

"They literally trampled you. Not it's not fine. You're hurt...hurt bad Cleo." I said looking at her. She had bruises all over her legs. The ice on her ankle wasn't remotely helping the swelling go down. So we headed to the ER. After spending half the night there, I got her and her crutches on the plane the next morning.

"Thanks." she said as she laid on me.

"For what?" I smiled at her, thanking god she was fine and it was just a sprain.

"For really everything Drew, you were so great last night. And this morning. I.." I stopped her.

"I love you more....haha beat you too it." I said as I kissed her. She fell asleep on my chest. By the time she woke up we were in good old PA. Now it was time to watch the Penguins game and pass out next to this beautiful girl and a six pack of miller.