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  • ( ooc >> no worries! i’m glad your laptop is alive lol. i finished my night shift a while ago so i might zonk out for a bit here shortly because i haven’t sleep yet. just so you know if i go awol for a couple hours. also, amelia’s info looks great. )


    spencer listened to their exchange carefully, jumping into action the moment vince flew at amelia. he tackled him square in the guts, sending them both to the ground. they struggled there for a moment, earning himself a solid hit in the face as they fought for dominance. after gaining the advantage, he straddled the others chest and repeatedly clocked him in the face until he refused to move anymore. he grabbed vince by the hair and leaned forward to look him in the eyes.


    β€œdon’t you dare try coming near her again, let alone try contacting her or i’ll see to it you’re six feet deep in the ground.”


    he growled lowly, slamming his head into the ground and spitting blood from his split lip into his face. when he was finished with him, he stood up and grabbed amelia’s other bag, turning towards the exit and hopping into the bus. signaling for the driver to take off as he slumped onto a sofa. he wiped at his mouth, blood smearing on his knuckles. he stared at it and laughed a little. he had been a little excessive in that fight but that sucker deserved it, not to mention he had a point to prove.


    he glanced at amelia, trying to read her face. he would have smiled at her but his teeth were stained with blood and that wouldn’t really be a reassuring sight.


    β€œi look pretty hot right now, don’t i?”


    he joked, motioning towards his split lip. a shit attempt at trying to lighten the mood.

  • Aw thanks, you need to rest dude. Night shifts are taxing. ))


    Amelia had found a seat and tried to relax but her anxiety was up. She knew that Spencer would win, she had known him less than 24hr's and she was on his tour bus while he fought her ex. She was worried sick either way. She stayed curled up in the seat tapping her knuckles.


    The moment he came in she breathed a sigh of relief. She noticed the little marks and bit her lip "Shit stay there.."She went and got the first aid bag. Sitting beside him she gently pressed some gauze to his lip just for the blood. "You went to hard..almost like you were trying to prove something or you've been frustrated a while and let out some emotion"She observed, when you were in an abusive relationship you read signs very well.


    "I guess..I owe you. Really..like this is some sick fairytale. You saved me from the jaws of a dragon and now we are safe huh."She joked hoping to make him smile. "I'll fix you up in no time."She gently placed some anti septic on the wound and cleaned up his knuckles to make sure nothing got infected. She felt weird though touching him, he was a real person. Cliche but she felt a weird energy when she touched his skin, not sparks but some weird sense of belonging. "I guess..now..I gotta fight for your honour huh. Any weird groupie girls I'll attack."She smirked some.

  • spencer grimaced as she pressed gauze against his wounds, it stung but it was nothing unbearable. he knew he’d went too far, but that guy seriously deserved it. sighing softly, he watched her as she took care of him.


    β€œi knowβ€” i wanted to make sure he’ll never lay hands on a girl again.”


    he smiled a little at her joke and shrugged. she didn’t owe him a thing and he’d make that clear later but for now he just soaked in how much she cared about him. admiring her gentleness and kindness. his fingers curling around hers momentarily as she cleaned his knuckles. he didn’t know if she felt it too but there was this weird feeling when they touched, a sense of belonging. laughing a little now at her last comment, he finally opened his mouth to speak.


    β€œnah, you don’t owe me a single thing, but you’re more than welcome to fight off the crazies. it’d look better if you did it, haha.”


  • Amelia chuckled some at his words. She bit her lip as she watched him β€œI’ll totally fight them off”she joked some more as she thought over it.


    As the weeks went by she soon grew used to tour life. She drank at the after parties. Took note of his canny habit and made sure he got to the bus safe. She had only become closer with Spencer. In a weird way she felt like she could relate to him. She saw that weird sadness in his eyes. After one of thei big gigs she sat in the bus.


    She wasn’t feeling like partying. She was recovering from it. So instead she sipped whiskey and listened to some old rock songs by herself as she sketched. She didn’t want to ruin their friendship by admitting how attracted she was to him. It would mean she would lose this life she had started building for herself.

  • like usual, spencer got carried away at the after party. he got lucky most of the time that amelia was there to get him home safe. he felt guilty after a while because not only was she his good friend but now she was his babysitter when he decided to make bad choices, which wasn’t fair. at least it shouldn’t be to her. but this was his scene, he couldn’t just escape it.


    caught in his feelings, he dismissed himself from the party before he ended up too far gone and dragged himself to the tour bus. smiling at the faint sound of rock music coming from behind the door he pulled it open and climbed in, waving sheepishly at the other as he wandered her way. he stood behind where she was sat, leaning over her a little to peer what she was working on.


    β€œthat looks awesome, you’re ridiculously talented, you know that, amelia?”


    he stated, beaming as he stared down at her. he was so proud of her. she had overcome so much and was truly thriving where she was at now. she was talented, funny, witty, and crazy beautiful... he’d gotten see so much of her that he was sure no one else had. he wanted delve deeper and get to know more, yet he knew he may not get that chance. deflated a little, he draped his arms around her and sighed. he was drunk and his mind was in overide, also not mostly aware of what he was doing in the moment. all he wanted was her. to lay down and cuddle up with her. to laugh at stupid things with her. to do everything with her. he turned his head a little to look at her, his eyes searching her face. slowly started to smile stupidly at her before speaking slurred words.


    β€œyou’re so fucking beautiful...”

  • Amelia had bad habits and behaviours she needed to shake. She was used to caring for guys who did whatever. Luckily for her it was easier when the guy partying and sleeping around was your friend because there weren’t any feelings involved. Right? That’s what she told herself as she buried her head in the sand and continued.


    She was almost done sketching and shading this little setup she had on the table when she heard him walk in. This was early. Even the drummer was still out there and he was a nerd. She scoffed some as she felt him over her like some soft presence and listened. β€œWell I have been doing this for a few years. Practice makes perfect”she would reply as she gently set it down.


    As soon as she felt his arms around her she knew something was up and she wasn’t going to let it slide. That’s when the words hit her β€œoh come on spence. Your not even that drunk yet to be spilling out that kinda garbage. Get some water and sit down”she completely dismissed it. Because in her head it wasn’t true. β€œThere’s something wrong with you today hm?”

  • spencer laughed sarcastically at the statement of him not being drunk enough and with a defeated look on his face he shrugged and snatched a water bottle out of the small beverage fridge just a little ways from them. it wasn’t garbage he was mumbling about but he didn’t dare argue with her about it.


    plopping down on a chair opposite from her and taking a small sip from it before meeting her eyes, his eyes bloodshot and red from tonight’s events that contained plenty of drinking and perhaps a pill or two. he crossed his legs where he was seated and grimaced as she pointed out that there was something up with him. it may have been obvious but he was in a state where if asked things liked that, he was going to say things he never dared sober.


    β€œjust feeling like shit a little more than usual today... i kind of came to the conclusion i’m really no better than that douchebag and you’re basically just my glorified babysitter until i get my shit together, which is unfair, so i’m sorry about that.”


    he let out a heavy sigh and sunk back impossibly further into his chair, his eyes directed at the ceiling. he really needed to shut the fuck up. he told himself he’ll change and he would but that would require a whole new coping mechanism, and there were just some things he couldn’t throw onto amelia’s lap, so it would be a while before then.


    β€œalthough, you have been the highlight of my life recently so just know i’m beyond grateful to have you here.”



  • Amelia watched him. She sighed as he sat down. She may like him but she wouldn’t take advantage of him under the influence. She set her pencils down and stretched before tilting her head with a soft frown.


    β€œSpence...”she sighed after he spoke. He was so much better than Vince. And that was a fact. She ran a hand through her hair. β€œYou don’t know what he did to me. So don’t you dare say your no better than him. Right now your lost and your doing whatever to cope aka run from your issues. Your not beating me or anything..”she leaned back in her chair.


    When he spoke next she managed a small smile β€œwell I’m the one who should be grateful. It’s been some adventure so far.”she hummed β€œbut there’s no way I could help you on tour. Keeping you somewhat sober would be a nightmare.”

  • ooc || hey!

    i had some personal matters to attend to and needed time off from here. i have everything all taken care of and have both time and muse to continue this roleplay if you'd still like to, if not, i respect that. just let me know and i'll post a response. i apologize for any inconvenience.
    have a good day! :)

  • ooc || great! thank you for understanding. i look forward to continuing this roleplay.


    ic || spencer let a hand travel over his face and through his hair, breathing out as he let his fingers tousle his dark brown strands. gaze still set on the ceiling as the other spoke, he eventually let his eyes wander back to amelia's face as she spoke her last couple of words. he immediately wanted to disagree with her on a few things but instead opted for a quiet:

    "i guess."

    he may not know everything vince had done to her but he had a pretty good idea of what all went down. it still angered him to think about it, about the ways that vince had laid his hands on her. the ways he hurt her and traumatized her. he let his hands fall into his lap and he squeezed them tight for a moment, reminding himself that that scenario was all done and over with. he offered the girl a shy smile, chuckling a little before chewing at his bottom lip, searching for more words to say.


    "yeah, that definitely would be a nightmare. keeping me sober, i mean. i would never expect that from you. it's something i'll figure out eventually..."


    he replied, going back to nonchalantly dismissing his own problems per usual. he was opening up too much for his liking, but with amelia it felt so normal. still, he hardly addressed his substance abuse outside of his songs so this moment was a little much although he was the one who brought it up. he just wanted to apologize to her, he felt he owed her at least that for his behavior recently. staring awkwardly now at the floor as the room filled with silence, spencer rubbed his calloused hands together. allowing his eyes to move from the carpet only to search for something to shift the conversation elsewhere, his pale blue-grey eyes landing on her sketchbook.

    "so uhβ€” what were you working on?" he asked as motioned toward what she was drawing.

  • Amelia could tell he was uncomfortable. Like some kid who didn’t want to admit things. She didn’t push. She didn’t pry she couldn’t do that. He had his space and so did she. She wanted to fix him up. But that was a deep rooted behaviour created by her past. She had to remind herself that they were just friends at this point. However. It all felt weird.


    When he motioned to her book she glanced at it and hummed β€œyou”she replied as she turned it so he could see. β€œWhen you were on stage in Detroit”she could feel the blush on her face as she bit her lip some. She knew she was good. But it was mostly just doing it for years. She still had some where to go with it.


    She wondered what she would do once your ended. She didn’t want to leave the band. They had become close friends. Spencer was cool and all but so was the others.

  • spencer leaned forward from where he was sitting in front of the other, his mouth forming a small 'o' shape as he took in the details of the drawing before him. he was hardly able to tell it was him earlier due to his up in the clouds state, all he could make out in that moment a couple minutes ago was that it was a person and that amelia's drawing skills were extraordinary. now, he can blatantly make out that it was him. everything in the drawing was spot on, something that only someone who paid such close attention to him and their surroundings could clearly draw. he could now feel himself grow hot as a blush creeped it's way across his face, his lips curving upwards into a small smile. he didn't realize how much attention the girl actually paid to him until now. he covered his mouth a little to hide his glee.


    "wowβ€” what i said before still stands. that looks surreal. i'm honored. you could really go somewhere with this, you know?"


    he told her, still slightly in awe. he thought for a moment, wondering if maybe she did decide to go do work regarding her artistic abilities, would she still be by his side? still slightly leaned forward, he rested his elbows onto his knees and let his chin fall into his hands as he eyeballed her. taking in the red that decorated her own face and how she bit her lips he was reminded of his feelings for her. he didn't dare want to see her go but he was almost hesitant to ask that sort of question. he was already gutsy as hell a month or so ago when he asked her to come with him on tour. although, now they are closer compared to months ago.


    "uhm, kind of early for this kind of question considering we still have a couple months left of tour but whats your game plan for after?" he questioned, slightly tilting his head to the side as he searched her face for an answer before it even came out of her mouth. they were a popular enough band that they toured for a little under a year, in both small cities and big ones, and eventually it would all come to a halt until the next time. they all had a place where they could return to down on the coast but amelia was a whole other story. he let his lips part once more before she had a chance to speak. "i mean you're more than welcome to stick around with us if you don't know what to do... i've got no one else but the guys and we all care about you anyways. we have enough room in our home for another person, and our home isn't this bus believe it or not." offering her a smile as he attempted to end on a somewhat humorful note, trying to let her know she didn't have to feel forced to do anything.

  • Amelia smiles some as he appreciated it. She was glad he liked it since she didn’t have much belief in herself or her work. She just wanted to draw and paint until her hands crumbled. That’s all. She leaned back in her chair and tucked her hair behind her ear. β€œWell. I just. It’s a passion”she shrugged it off like it was nothing.


    When he asked her she was a little taken back. Yep. They were still rather clicked together if he could read her like that. But she sighed. Listening to what he said. She didn’t want to be a burden but she had talked to Dave about it. He was probably the closest friend other than spender she had. Spencer was her crush anyways he didn’t count. β€œDave mentioned it”she hummed as she thought over it. β€œI mean at the moment I would probably take you up on the offer”


    She didn’t want him to simply feel pity and look after her like some child bough she was still fiercely independent. β€œBut I guess I’ll get a job and try to live a normal life and if I make enough I would move out. I don’t want to outstay my welcome. I’m just some girl you tugged along. You’ve already done enough for me and I can’t thank you enough”she was growing buzzed. The whiskey set in and she was being more open and honest she just hoped she wouldn’t slip up and admit things.

  • spencer nodded as she mentioned she would probably stay with them a little longer, relief flooding through him at knowing he wouldn't have to say goodbye just quite yet. he understood her wanting to get a job and eventually being on her own, she probably had lost a majority of her independence when she was with that psychopath of a man. how could you do much of anything around someone like that? it's important she eventually got a normal life back. he chewed at the inside of his cheek as he moved to reach out to her, out of his seat and standing in front of her he settled his hands on each of hers. shaking his head a little before showing her a gentle smile.


    "you could never outstay your welcome, you're always welcome here. all of us would say that."


    he paused for a moment, sucking in a shallow breath as he gathered courage to say what he was going to say next. it would come out all wrong considering his current state but he was going to say it anyways. he watched her from where he was standing, starting to withdraw his hands a little before he opened his mouth to speak once more, not wanting to overstep any boundaries.


    "you're not just a girl i decided to tug along, if i really felt that way i could have just taken anybody with but i've never done this before. you're the only person i've ever extended this offer to and it's so hard to describe why. we just click..."

  • She tilted her head as he moved. What on earth was he planning? Oh the possibilities! But this big bad Spencer seemed nervous and it intrigued her a lot. He started talking and she sort of had a sense of where this was going only to bite her lip gently.


    β€œSpencer..”she breathed β€œI would be lying if I didn’t get jealous of every girl you went off with. I’d be lying if I didn’t fucking like you and your stupid personality”she huffed.


    β€œI don’t know if we would work out. Cause I don’t do hook ups. The whole world knows that. I care deeply for you. But I’m not from this world. I don’t want me to hold you back”she didn’t think she was good enough for him. She was some plain Jane.

  • spencer smiled nervously as she spoke, not expecting the words that left her mouth. eventually, the nervousness faded from his face and he unwaveringly took her hands into his own again, squeezing them for a moment as he scanned her face. he lost himself in her eyes for a moment as he fought to find words, overwhelmed with happiness and surprise. he never saw this night turning out this way but there were no complaints about it from him. he was beaming like an idiot as he curled his fingers around hers, testing how it felt and god, did it feel so right...


    "you don't hold me back from anything and i don't know what you're thinking right now butβ€”"


    he freed a hand and let it gently caress the side of her face as he paused. he could tell she wasn't confident in herself, that she felt insufficient and would be a burden to him but that wasn't the case. it wasn't something he could just promise to her, that she was enough. after years of being told and treated like she wasn't, she surely had to be shown again she was worth it.


    "β€”don't think that. okay? just keep being you, that's all i'd ever ask of you because you don't need to be anything else. and i know you're not a hookup type of gal, that not what i'm going for this time around. i want to commit, to not mess around, to take things seriously right now. i want to try if you're willing to."

  • Amelia was so confused and lost. She felt like she shouldn’t be with him. But something made her feel safe. She wanted to see if she could heal more with his help. She realised it was just her fear stopping her. She squeezed his hands slightly as she thought over it.


    She finally looked at him when she felt his hand on her cheek. She blushed and bit her lip again as she listened. He was really going to commit to her? What made her so special? She couldn’t really believe it. But for one night maybe it was worth it.


    β€œAlright. Well.”she breathed some. β€œI am willing..”she gently let go of his hands and wrapped them around his neck to make them closer. β€œYour an idiot though Spence”she chuckled some before leaning in and giving him a gentle kiss to see if he would return it. Since she couldn’t resist his soft lips anymore.

  • the boy let his hands fall onto either side of amelia on the couch as she pulled him closer, leaning into her now as she gently kissed him. he was a little taken aback by the sudden action but obliged to it nonetheless. gently kissing the other back with a small smile playing on his lips, eventually pulling away to gaze into the girls eyes. she was so beautiful, he wished she saw it too. he took her gently by the waist and hoisted her up into his arms, positioning himself in what was once her spot on the couch but with her on his lap so he could give her control of the situation. he offered her a playful smirk, about to entertain what she had said last.


    "i'm an idiot? how so?"Β 

    he asked, capturing her lips once more before she had an opportunity to respond. he kissed her with a little more vigor this time but still gentle, holding almost a carefulness not to hurt her as his hands found their way to her face again, cupping her cheeks to keep her face close to his.

  • Amelia chuckled some and stayed watching him as her old habits returned. The ex boyfriend meant that she was cautious. She sensed that Spencer knew not to act to aggressively. β€œBecause once I’m recovered I’m a wild child and I know you too well”she hummed gently β€œif I go down you’ll end up coming with me and then god knows”she knew they were in for a wild ride. She gently kissed back as she stayed on his lap. She breathed and pulled back β€œyour not sober. And I’m tired”


    She gently moved away β€œI’m gonna head to bed and tomorrow morning you can see if you still wanna be with me”she rocked his head and lingered some before heading to her bed.


    The next morning she woke up to the smell of food and coffee and voices? She frowned some and headed to the shower. Dave had made food for them all. Knowing spence woke early always. It was the insomnia. β€œI heard that you came back here early. I thought you’d be at some girls hotel”he made conversation with his friend. He set the plate in front of him. Then clocked the sketch on the table done by Amelia and smiled β€œI see now that something much more important might of happened”


    I feel like this is where they have an interview and an after party today and she tries coke with him and they do the sex. Then we can skip to where they go back to the band house and eventually Spencer’s band gets big quick so he has to write a lot and do music videos and then go on tour and that’s when he can do heroin and stuff and not tell her. And then way more drama. If your ok with it aha?)