Gabe Saporta, You Make Me Wanna Lose Control.

“Alright now! Give a hell of a cheering for Jules, she’s been singing with us on this tour!” Gabe shouted into the microphone.

I smiled and waved at the crowd as they cheered my name. I could never get used to this feeling; being a new kind of high when people really loved you.

“Now, she’s going to help us sing ‘Nice Guys Finish Last’. Do you guys now the lyrics? If you do, sing along!” the music started and I found myself swaying to the beat.

I was just a kid working for the man for the first time
He said, listen kid you better hear my advice
Treat’em like dirt
They'll stick forever to the bottom of your shoe, ooooh
I said Mr. Man that ain’t nice
You gotta treat a girl right
Take her out wine and dine her
Always be polite

Gabe grabbed my free hand and pulled me to him, so close that I could feel his heart thumping from all the performing. He grinned down at me and spun me in circles, then held me an arms’ length away.

Kid, all good just do you
But soon you’ll see she don’t want no goody two shoes

I smirked at him and waved my index finger, shaking my head ‘no’.

Boy, you just a goody two
Goody two shoes
You're just a goody two
Two shoes

I smiled as I sang my part. I just loved this song off of their new album ‘Hot Mess’. It was pretty damn true, girls only wanted bad boys, and it was all we wanted. Sure, we settled for others, but deep, deep inside, we want bad boys.

You got style, you got grace
But kid, you try so hard she just laughs in your face
Yeah you’re a nice guy with the wrong attitude
She want a bad boy
Bad boys, bad boys, all we want is bad boys
I treat her bad, (so bad!) she loves me good
(So good!)
And I just hate to have to tell you
Cause you’re a nice guy but that just won’t do
She want a bad boy
Bad boys, bad boys, all we want is bad boys!

I grinned as Gabe sang his part. It was just so accurate; I had to give them that.

Listen kid you hear them sirens coming for me
But when I get downtown she will already be
Posting bail in her favorite dress
Smiling at me because I’m no good (no good!)

I smiled at Gabe, walking up to him and wrapping an arm around his torso. He kissed the top of my head and grinned at the audience.

You can buy her everything she likes, and I’m sure she’ll be obliged
To let you steal a kiss and maybe even spend the night
Kid all good but just know that she’ll be thinking of me, even when she’s with you

Boy, you just a goody two
Goody two shoes
You're just a goody two
Two shoes

You got style, you got grace
But kid, you try so hard she just laughs in your face
Yeah, you’re a nice guy with the wrong attitude
She want a bad boy
Bad boys, bad boys, all we want is bad boys
I treat her bad, (so bad!) she loves me good
(So good!)

I took a step away from Gabe, knowing the part that was coming soon.

And I just hate to have to tell you
Cause you’re a nice guy but that just won’t do
She want a bad boy
Bad boys, bad boys, all we want is bad boys!

Ryland’s awesome guitar solo filled the concert hall and I couldn’t help but dance along to it. I had to give him some props.

Alright now,
Singles ladies

Gabe took a step closer and I grinned in anticipation.

Yeah?
I’m gonna need your help now
Tell us what’cha want us to do now!
Tell us what’cha want us to do now!

I leaned in closer to him, putting a hand around my ear, signaling for him to tell me what to do.

I need your help girls
You’re a bad boy!

I smirked at him.

I said, I need help now
Help now!
So bad, so bad!

We were going back and forth, leaning in closer, but never really reaching each other.

So good, so good!
So bad, bad!
Good, good!
Ohhhh!

God Damn!

He jumped up onto one of the props, grabbing my hand and pulling me along with him, wrapping an arm around my waist.

You got style, you got grace
But kid, you try so hard she just laughs in your face!

I pointed at Alex and laughed at him. Alex winked at me and continued playing the bass guitar.

You’re a nice guy, but with the wrong attitude
She want a bad boy!
Bad boys, bad boys, all we want is bad boys!

I pointed at Gabe and planted a kiss on his cheek.

I treat her bad, (so bad!) she loves me good, (so good!)
And I just hate to have to tell you
Cause you’re a nice guy but that just won’t do
She want a bad boy,
Bad boys, bad boys, all we want is bad boys!

Gabe’s arm around my waist disappeared as he jumped off the prop. He held out his hand for me to take, like a good, gentleman would do.

Boy, you just a goody two
Goody two shoes

I smirked and rolled my eyes, taking his hand and jumping down to the stage.

You’re just a goody two

I faced the crowd and held out two fingers—technically, it’s a peace sign.

Two shoes!

When the song ended the crowd erupted into applause and cheering that was much louder than any other song that we had preformed. I had to say, Cobra Starship was dominating this tour.

It wasn’t just that, though. I had to admit something, even if it just ruins everything I thought earlier. Gabe and I work well together.