"I fell forever in a daze, till you walked away, because of the words I didn't say."
// Y/N POV \\
When I come out again Zach is sat with Jack on the bed looking through the room service menu. His bags are by the door so I pack up my own bags and carry them over to where his are just to make sure I don't forget them.
"Hey, Y/N, what do you want?" Jack asks me handing over the menu.
Since most of it is in Italian I quickly scan over it until I find something that I can translate. Pasta Di Pollo. I hand back the menu and point it out to him.
"I'll have that please."
He nods and picks up the hotel room phone and calls the number for room service. Zach quickly gets out his phone to Snapchat him and I laugh.
"Send them to me," I mouth.
"Ok," he mouths back with a grin.
"Uh.. room service?" Jack asks, unsure. (A/N; what Jack says will be in quotation marks and the person on the other end of the phone will just be in italics)
Servizio in camera?
"Uh.. si?"
Cosa posso portarti?
// Jack POV \\
I look at the with a completely blank face and watch Y/N try her hardest not to laugh at me.
"Just tell her what you want," Zach snickers, his phone still pointed in my direction. "Tre paste di pollo." I nod
"Uh.. Tre paste di pollo.. per favore..?"
Si, qualunque altra cosa?
I have no idea what she's asking so I just say no and hope for the best.
ok, sono venti euro e dovrebbero volerci venticinque minuti
"Grazie," I say and slam the phone back onto its base. "Do you have any idea what she said?" I ask the others.
"Well I heard venti, which means twenty and then euros so I'll guess that it cost twenty euros," Y/N replies.
"What about the bit after that?" Zach asks.
"She said venti again and then I think she said cinque, which sounds like cinco which is five in spanish and then I know that minuti is minutes so maybe it's gonna take twenty-five minutes?" she says.
// Y/N POV \\
"Hey Y/N, why don't you come to the meet and greet today?" Jack suggests.
"What?" I reply nervously.
"Well since we haven't run into anyone we can change the story; you're Eben's friend and you're gonna help out him and Bam Bam," he says. "If that's ok with all you guys."
Tyler and Eben both nod so I decide to agree as well.
"And why don't you come watch the show with me from the VIP area by the lighting booth at the back," Eben suggests. "It's way better from back there."
"Ok," I nod. A smile forms on my face. I can't wait.
Tyler leads Why Don't We to the meet and greet area and August and I follow behind.
"You ready?" August asks.
"I guess I'll have to be," I reply with a grin as Tyler opens a door to the standing area in front of the stage. The boys get in line and August takes a couple of test shots while I decide to go and stand by Tyler.
"What d'you want me to do?" I ask quietly.
"What I do," he replies just as quietly. "Talk to fans when they get to the front of the line, calm them down.."
I laugh, remembering the first time I met the boys and how nervous I was.
"But don't worry if it gets too much, you can either go and sit on the stage or go backstage and find Eben in the green room."
"Thanks," I smile gratefully.
We get over half way through the meet and greet and all the fans are so nice. None of them say anything rude, at least not to my face. I smile at the next girl in line but she just glares back at me.
"Hi, what's your name?" Tyler asks, oblivious.
"I'm Mia. Who's she?" the girl replies rudely, pointing at me.
"Uhh I-"
"She's Y/N, Eben's friend," Tyler tells her, trying to be nice.
"Right. Well why's she here then?" Mia continues.
"Oh look, you're up," he interupts. The girls gives me a dirty look before plastering a huge smile on her face and running towards Jack. He looks startled and stumbles back a couple of steps before hugging her back. While he does so he makes eye contact with me and playfully rolls his eyes while I grin back at him.
"I'm gonna head back to the green room and find Eben," I tell Tyler.
"Ok," he nods. "You alright?"
"I'm fine," I assure him.
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Once Eben gets off of the stage and the lights go down, Daniel, Zach, Corbyn, Jonah and Jack go on.
"Come on," Eben tells me. "Let's get back to the lighting booth. No matter how many times you've seen the show you don't wanna miss it from back there."
"Let's go!" I agree, grabbing my bag from it's place by the stage, putting my lanyard back over my head and following him to the lighting booth.
We get there just in time to see the lights go up and Corbyn start to sing along with the loud cheers and screams from everyone in the crowd.
"Damn you were right," I tell Eben as I watch the boys, dancing along to the music.
"Have I ever been wrong?" he replies.
"How would I know? I've only known you three weeks," I point out.
We drop the conversation after a little while and I start to sing along to the songs, enjoying myself in the moment.
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OOTD ; Y/N [concert ; milan]
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I have no idea how to speak Italian so I'm just gonna have to hope that Google Translate is right 😂
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