Monday, June 27th, 2016 - 11:36 am361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLd3wVE2EyC
Los Angeles
I sighed, looking over at Emmy and Josh.
"Guys," Aidan spoke.
We all looked over at him. He was over in the corner, looking at the snack table.
"There are mints."
I rolled my eyes.
He tossed a pack of mints to each of us.
"It's a TV interview, we really need to be our best." He sat down next to Josh.
"Then you shouldn't be you," Emmy said to him.
"We've got like 5 minutes," Josh said, looking up from his phone.
"We should come up with a list for when we do another one of these. You know we can request pretty much whatever we want?"
"Chicken nuggets?" Emmy asked Aidan.
"Yeah,"
"Keep it realistic. You guys don't want a reputation for being divas." Grace said.
"Emmy is a diva," Josh mumbled.
She gasped. "I am not!"
I picked up my phone and saw I had a text.
Demitri:361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt7utp0xzZ1
How can I go 3 months without seeing you?
There was a picture of him attached. He was in front of the mirror in his bathroom, shirtless. His black hair was dripping, which meant he had probably just taken a shower.
I sent a text back.
Me:361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo9ImAIgmWC
We get a break in August, maybe I'll come over. 😉
Demitri:361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIFaRvBKcT1
Can't wait
Yeah, I know it seems like we're dating but we're not. Neither are Natalia and I. We're just good friends who hook up sometimes, and they both know about each other so there's no jealousy. I know they hook up sometimes.
"That the girl?" Aidan whispered, knowing that if Em heard she'd be all nosy and judgmental about me hooking up with two different people. She knew about Demi but not Nat.
Josh knew but he didn't care.
I showed him the picture.
"Damn, girl."
There was a knock on the door before one of the stagehands told us it was time to go on.
We walked out onto the stage, hearing the live audience clap. There was a couch to the side of the desk where the host of the show sat. Josh sat closest to him, then me, Emmy, and Aidan closest to the crowd.
The applause died down.
"How are you guys? Doing well?" James Corden asked.
"Yeah, we're good," Josh replied.
"How are you doing?" I asked him.
"I'm good, thanks. So, Josh, Elayna, Emily, and Aidan. Tell me about yourselves, you're a relatively new band."
"Uh, yeah, well, Elayna, you wanna answer this one?" Josh said, laughing.
"We've been a band for about 3 years but we haven't really put out any music until this year," I spoke.
"Yes, your new EP, Teenager, which is currently sitting at #1 on the Billboard Hot 100."
I smiled.
"That's quite good for a new band." He said.
"We really couldn't have done it without the fans, we wouldn't be here without them," Aidan spoke.
"Tell me how the band formed,"
"Me, Josh, and Elayna have been friends all of our lives," Emmy said.
I leaned forward. "It kinda started with me just doing small gigs for a summer job, then Emmy and Josh joined, and then Aidan a couple of months later."
"How did you guys meet?" He said, gesturing to Aidan.
"We went to school together," Aidan answered.
"And you guys gained popularity on Youtube, right?"
Josh nodded. "Yeah, we have covers and vlogs and stuff on our channel."
"Now, you guys are about to embark on your first tour across North America with 5 Seconds Of Summer, correct?"
We all agreed.
"We had the boys here about 7 or so months ago, tell me what you think of them."
"Well, we're huge fans of the guys and it's a dream to be able to go on tour with them," Josh said.
Grace knew he'd ask some questions about the guys so she kinda coached us on what to say since this was our first televised interview.
He asked a few more questions about our EP and the tour before we ran out of time.
After the interview, Grace and the rest of us drove back to the hotel, picking up some food on the way.
I laid on Aidan's bed in his and Josh's room, with him laying next to me, handing me my drink.
"Thanks,"
Emmy sat down on the edge of Josh's bed. "I can't believe we did that and now we're gonna be on TV."
"Guys, we're famous," Aidan spoke.
I rolled my eyes, throwing a fry at him.
He laughed.
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