You guys have been waiting, and here it is! The sequel of "Come One, Come All" I hope you all enjoy it, I actually really like this chapter...
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Lexi POV
6 Years Later
"I don't know," I sighed, looking at the pictures of the two different flower arrangements, "babe, what do you think?"
Alex tore his gaze away from the T.V in the front lounge and walked over to where Zack and I were sitting in the tour bus kitchenette.
"I don't know," he mumbled, pushing his now semi-blond hair out of his eyes.
"Can you just pick one?" Zack asked us, rubbing his eyes.
"Fine, the roses," Alex replied, pulling me into his lap.
"Good choice," I said, patting his arm. "Hey Zack, when can we look at dresses?"
Jack and Rian laughed and I shot them a glare.
"What?" Jack asked, still chuckling.
"Nothing," I replied, flipping him off.
Alex smirked and kissed my forehead, "whatever you want," he whispered in my ear, and I shivered.
Zack cleared his throat, "in a couple of stops we're going to be in New York, we can look then."
"Can we go sightseeing? And try to climb the Empire State Building?" Jack asked, jumping up and down.
"No," we all shouted, laughing when Jack started to pout.
"Speaking of shows," Rian said, "we have one in an hour, let's go." He opened the bus door and everyone started to get off.
"That means you have to get off me," Alex stated, trying to gently push me off of his lap. I laughed and quickly pressed my lips to his before I got off.
"C'mon, I gotta go find Vinny," I said, taking Alex's hand and leading him off of the tour bus.
Alex walked me to the merch tent, then wrapped his arms around my waist. He was leaning in to kiss me when Matt Flyzik, interrupted us.
"Can we help you?" I asked him.
"Yes, your fiancée has sound check," he replied, pulling Alex away from me.
"Have a good show," I called to him, hoping over the merch table and starting to place shirts on the table.
Vinny came a half an hour later, and helped me finish setting up.
"So," he said, sitting on his lawn chair and watching the guys perform sound check, "this tour has barely started and I'm already tired of it."
"What? I thought you loved Bamboozle," I said, looking at him.
"I do, but we haven't had any days off, so I bored," he explained, shrugging.
"I wish I could be bored, it seems I never have any free time," I said, pulling out my phone.
"Well you are planning a wedding," he smirked, and gave me a high-five.
"Zack is the wedding planner," I corrected him, laughing.
"Yeah that is weird," he replied, "and here come the kids." He pointed to the thousands of teenagers that started to pour into the outdoor arena.
"Here we go," I said, standing up from my lawn chair.