Blame It on September

Zach's POV-

"Thank you Phoenix, you guys have been amazing. We'll see you guys next time." I
shouted into the microphone, before running off the stage.

I went over and grabbed a water bottle, drinking the whole bottle at once.

Michael came up behind me, "Hey man, great kick off, huh?"

"Oh yeah, we killed it." I nodded, brushing my hair back with my hand. I reached
for a towel and wiped my damp face with it.

"Dillion and I were talking, we're thinking scary movies on the bus tonight. You
down?" Michael asked, squirting water in his mouth. "Unless you're scared." He
added wiping his mouth, with the back of his hand.

I rolled my eyes, "I'm not scared."

"So you're in?"

"Yeah, but I have to call Ivory first."

Michael shook his head, and laughed. "Do what you have to do, man." He patted me
on the back, then walked away.

I headed into the dressing room, to change. I pulled off my sweaty shirt, and
grabbed a fresh one off the rack. I tugged it on, and attempted to fix my
hair. I yanked my phone out of my Jean pocket, and quickly texted Ivory.
"Hey babe, just got done playing. We're about to head out to meet some fans.
I'll call you when I get back to the bus."
I hit send, and tucked my phone back in to my pocket.

•••
I stepped outside, to be swarmed by fans. I was being begged for pictures,
autographs, and hugs. I didn't care though, I alway loved to meet fans.

"Hi, Zach!" A young girl screeched. "I love you, can you sign this?" She asked,
holding out our new CD

"Sure thing." I smiled, pulling out a sharpie, from my back pocket. I took the
CD and scribbled my name. I handed it back, and she said, "Thank you, so much."
Before skipping away.

More girls lined up to meet me, as well as the other guys. This was Michael
favorite part of the night. He loves meeting girls.

A girl with dark brown came up to me, and smiled. "Zach," She started. "Do you
have a girlfriend?"

I couldn't help but let a small smile slip on to my lips. I glanced down, as I
felt my cheeks start to blush. "Um," I hesitated, with a chuckle. "Yeah, I do,
actually." By this time there was a wide grin spread across my face.

The girls face, faded into a defeated expression. "Oh, that's cool." Was all she
had left to say.

The another edger fan chimed in, "What's her name?"

"What does she look like?"

"How long have you guys been dating?"

I became overwhelmed with questions. I wasn't sure how to answer them, but figured
being honest, was the best option.

"Uh, her names Ivory, shes blonde. And um, we've been going out since the
beginning of July." I answered, confidently.

A group "Awe." took place through the crowd of girls. Some of their faces looked
sincere, others looked a bit let down.

After, I met every fan, I went inside the bus. I picked up my phone, and
dialed Ivory.

It rang for a couple seconds, before Ivory's voice filled my ears.
"Hey, Zach!"

"Hey, I miss you."

"I miss you too. How was the first show?" She asked, with excitement in her
voice.

"It was great. The crowd had fun, so did we."

"Any cute fans." She laughed, it to the phone.

"Nah," I started. "No one compares to you, anyways."

"Awe, Zach, you're so sweet." She whined.

Then my tone turned serious. "I know it's only been a day, but I really do miss
you, a lot."