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Nicolas Lumani | 23

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gvrgias:

           ‘ i’m not here for you, ‘ georgia scoffed. ‘and ii don’t know. i’ve seen you perform before, isn’t it basically the same thing? ‘ she grinned, teasing him again. ‘ not sure the getting mobbed thing sounds fun, but i guess it must have been worth it. ‘ personally, she preferred a bit of personal space, but hey. it was coachella, all kinds of crazy things happened. ‘ don’t flatter yourself, you’re not that popular, ‘ she added with a roll of her eyes. he probably was, actually, but his ego didn’t need any help from her. ‘ i’d be concerned about it, but i doubt you’re the only one, ‘ georgia said with a roll of her eyes. she knew what it could be like, when people offered you free drinks - among other things - constantly. the temptation was hard to resist.  as they walked, georgia found herself strangely comfortable with him, the presence of his arm around her not bothering her at all. she tried to brush that thought aside, though - it really didn’t have anything to do with anything. ‘ vodka lemon, ‘ she ordered quickly - he was right, they couldn’t afford to be wasting time. ‘ it definitely seems like i have some catching up to do to get myself on your level, but i don’t want to miss a minute of lana, either. ‘

his hand rested over his heart in what seemed like the most melodramatic way he could think of. “so not only are you saying i mean nothing to you, you’re also insulting my performance? wow, low blow g.” he said, but didn’t actually take her very seriously. he could tell by the grin on her lips that she had been joking. he could take a joke usually - in his current state she could slap him and he wouldn’t care. as they walked, nicolas kept the smile on his lips and his arm around her shoulders, there was nothing that she could say that would bring him down, he was on a coachella high. that was probably because of the alcohol he had, or maybe the smoke cloud above their heads that would get anyone high if they just breathed it in. everyone was high in coachella, it was a thing.  her order was quick and he smiled, not having to actually pay for it was cool and made things faster for them. “my drink is still cold, so i’ll just keep myself from a refill right now. good choice though.” her drink was ready in a second as then there was only one place to go. “how was fashion week? did anything interesting happen?” he questioned as they headed to the show.

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jessievcls:

“offering to make you one.” jessie replied, confident and matter of fact. he chuckled and glanced behind himself to catch a last look at the real stage crew collecting and rearranging the amps. he exuded it— a confidence lost on arrogance, blasé and carefree. “ever had a brass monkey?” 

his eyebrows shoot up in surprise, with the amount of tents and people that would get paid to do it for them it sounded crazy that someone would want to take the time to make a drink for him, of all people. “i...don’t really know what that is actually,” he said, with slight hesitance on his tone as he watched him. “how fast would it get me drunk? cause i do have to perform and you don’t want to be the person responsible for me missing it,” he said, his tone was playful though.

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hadlcy-e:

she couldn’t help but roll her eyes, “sure you do, whatever you say.” when he noted about how it wasn’t a good idea for them, she wanted to reply with a smart ass answer, but kept her mouth shut. they were going to have a great couple days and the last thing they needed was a fight to begin, or any negativity really. faking a smile, hadley flinched when the water hit her before sitting herself on the sink. tossing him his towel, the girl let him finish getting ready without too much of a hassle. she couldn’t help it, it was kind of like it used to be, she was in her comfort zone, especially with nic right there by her side. “so, what do you want to do? what’s our first adventure?”

nicolas laughed, it was fun to tease her about things like this. slightly flashbacks from when they were dating would come to him ever so often and he was thankful that they managed to reach a point where they were at least friendly. “ooh actually, i was thinking we could check out the silent disco. i heard it’s fun. we should however get a drink first, they have a heineken tent, i’ve been there more times than i should but they’re so great. either that or we can try the ferris wheel. i’m more into the silent disco though, everyone looked so stupid with their headphones on and dancing like crazy. it looked fun as hell.” he rambled, still excited as he used the towel to dry up and step out from the shower curtains, flashing her a smile. walking back into the dressing room, he quickly got changed, taking advantage of the mirror to fix his hair quickly, perfume and he was ready to go. “i’m clean now, should we go?”

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jessievcls:

as if putting together two pieces of a puzzle in his head, jessie glanced from nicolas to the mystery elixir in his hand. “sounds like that drink could be a little stronger.” it was blunt, admittedly, but came from no such ill intent. he stood up straight in defiance to the heavy weight of the guitar on his back, just about finished with set disassembly. it was then that he removed his in ear and let it dangle down his chest, battery pack slipping out of his pocket and wrapped up in the tight tattooed cage his fingers made.

while nicolas questioned the other’s motives to offer him a drink, he couldn’t help but just be momentarily surprised by his figure as he stood up straight, the lines of his shirt now hugging his body in a way that he hadn’t noticed before when he was so busy with his own work. too unfocused to notice that perhaps his job didn’t base itself on setting stages, nicolas lips pressed together and his eyes narrowed unintentionally. “are you offering to buy me one?” he asked, head tilting to the side as he didn’t even try to hide the smirk that soon rested on his softly rose-colored lips as it was released by his teeth.

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imessage — nic🙊

tay: it’s not as tiring as you think lol it’s quite fun really I have so much adrenaline afterwards

tay: perfect !

tay: I have yeah I mean not as much fun as I like but enough fun to make me want to return

nic: i mean i know, but the dancing :/ not my thing

nic: love to watch though, always very hot

nic: wait, what kind of fun would you like? it can be arranged tbh

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jessievcls:

“yeah?” suddenly jessie was paying more attention, grinning though without clear intent or purpose. it had been a rush of a set. for a bunch of pussies on their own time, california had shockingly proved themselves just as capable of throwing down as the other forty nine states.”so you play… when? an hour?” he then asked, more curious now than he had been a moment ago. he wasn’t sure what it was, but his mind had questions and who was he not to follow.

nicolas nodded, the overly excited screams seemed a bit much for his own liking but enough so the loud crowd would be in a good mood. it was concerning for him, considering his own musical style was nothing compared to the previous act on stage. way softer, way more romantic. hopefully there were enough of his own fans there. “yeah, i think so. one hour or so.” the stage he usually had for performances would for sure take that long to be set up but it didn’t seem like it was a lot of time with his own nerves eating him alive as the cup was brought back to his lips so he could take his final sip. the mix didn’t calm him then and it wasn’t calming him now.

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mcxmxdiscn:

He took a step back and puffed his shirt from his body, moving it back forth as if to create air flow to his over heated body. He nodded his head eagerly, he was still running on adrenaline from being on stage and honestly celebrating sounded perfect at that moment.  Pulling his shirt over his head he took his deodorant and sprayed himself down.  “That sounds sick,” he hummed agreeing to the performance before a short but genuine laugh fell from his lips.  “Nah man go for it,” he mused, grabbing another shirt from his rack of clothing and tossing it over his body.

taking what happened that night to a whole new level was in nicolas’ plan. he had friends in every corner and it honestly wouldn’t be that hard. he hoped that if they eventually got around to work on something together it would come out just as nice as it did on a random surprise. reaching for a another and hopefully the last strawberry, nic allowed the other to take his time getting ready for the best part: celebrating. he was excited and while they were on the buzz they should enjoy it. “holy crap, these are good. this is what i should have asked for my dressing room but order salad stuff instead of fruits. come on let’s go, we’re wasting time here. they have this tent where they saw these big cups of beers. it’s insane.” he rushed, with a smile on his lips.

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hadlcy-e:

fuck, why did he want to talk about this? she knew he was probably trying to be supportive, but that was really the last thing she needed. sure, she buried her emotions down until they were non-existent, but still. their future together meant nothing from her past, which is exactly what comic-con was. setting her bottle down, hadley slipped herself in the small bathroom, pulling the door closed behind her. the last thing she needed to talk about was how many memories this brought up, how uncomfortable she was the entire time, how she ignored phone call after phone call from her parents. “nope, nothing went wrong, i smiled, answered questions, the usual.” hadley peaked in through the shower, a small smirk growing on her face, as she eyed him once over. “do you taste & smell better now? am i allowed to actually do something now?”

the shower he planned on taking was a quick one, the water was nice and he didn’t even understand how they had a bathroom in there but wasn’t going to be the one to question things. it was the biggest festival around, they were prepared to receive celebrities as big as they did. her voice got closer and louder as she walked into the bathroom and it didn’t exactly bother him too much. she had seen him every way there was, they dated after all. “um excuse me, i taste good always,” he teased, perhaps that wasn’t true when he was gross with sweat. he was crazy about being clean and organized, she knew that by now. “but i’m almost ready and we can go, unless what you want to do is joining me here...though i don’t know if that’s very good for the planet.” he teased, letting out a small chuckle. “or us.”  he said, turning the water off, but not before splashing some of the water  at her direction.

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imessage — nic🙊

tay: I AM!!!

tay: omg I’m excited for you ! :)

tay: perfect I’ve had rehersal after rehersal I’m like dying for a break everything is accepted food wise rn

nic: i'm excited for you as well, probs won't be as tiring as yours since you dance and everything

nic: that works, i'm hungry as hell

nic: have you been enjoying everything tho?

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gvrgias:

              ‘ well at least we’re on the same page. we’re just here for lana del ray. ‘ she was actually excited about seeing her - though maybe not quite as excited as him. ‘ oh, no. i’m posting it either way. your rejection would get me like - a million likes, at least. ‘ teasing him was fun ; she liked that he laughed at her jokes, that he wasn’t the type to get upset about anything she said. or maybe that was just the alcohol talking - it really didn’t matter, did it? ‘ okay, okay, i’m coming, ‘ she said, though once his arm wrapped around  her she really had no choice but to keep up with him.  ‘ vodka and honey sounds amazing, though i am starting to wonder how you’re still standing if you’ve tried everything here, ‘ georgia added with a laugh. she probably should have been shaking him off, setting boundaries…but who cared? it’s not like they were doing anything wrong. they were just walking. ‘ i’ve noticed that one, ‘ she said, rolling her eyes. ‘ so if i’ve got to put up with you getting handsy all night, you’d better get me a drink. preferably before lana starts. i don’t want to miss even one SECOND. ‘

“except you’re here for me as well. i wish you could have been there to see me perform, it was great. there were so many fans, i was mobbed after. it was so much fun,” the getting mobbed part  was actually kinda scary when it happened, but with his head above the clouds he couldn’t help but giggle every time he thought about it. he was just thankful he had a good security team. “you post a picture with me and you might as well get over a million likes. i’m not saying i’m that popular but...” he dismissed it with a shrug, he was being playful but it didn’t stop it from being true. he had lots of fans after all. “well today is the last day and i have been here for a week. i haven’t gone to my room sober one night. the only time i remember being completely sober was before my performance, then after it was done i was also done keeping myself away from drinks so trust me. i have tried everything.” he chuckled. he did have lots of fun, especially if he didn’t remember much. as they walked, nic kept his arm around her and he gave her a nod. “i’ll buy you any drinks you’d like, but lana is playing in like 20 minutes so we better rush and get you the biggest cup there is.” 

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imessage — nic🙊

taylor: hey so like life or death question coming at you right now

taylor: are you doing anything rn?

taylor: and if you aren’t wanna go have fun maybe get some pizza before I have to perform?

taylor: if you are still wanna go ??

nic: ARE YOU PERFORMING TODAY?

nic: i'm performing today also

nic: but it's not until later, so pizza sounds great

nic: maybe one of those cones

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jessievcls:

“that’s a good question.” as usual, jessie didn’t hesitate to reply, carelessly dropping the electric fender he’d had bound in his right hand and letting the strap braced around his chest save it from its fall. as it dented the fabric on the front of his t shirt, the singer leant down to pick up its chord and wind it listlessly around his fist. “kind of just seemed like a bunch of twats to me.” he added with a snicker, leather boots kicking away some remnants of shattered glass. the malt that it had been full of at the beginning of the set was already drying on the stage floor.

the mix with honey and lime that he made himself tasted like shit as always, but it was a small price to make to keep his voice there & healthy. taking his word for it seemed like the best option instead of looking for more information, but he wouldn’t want to take the best road, his self-destructive side was louder in times like this. “i heard the crowd was into them though, i could hear them from back there and it sounded cool.” he said, not really sure what he was expecting from the taller man. perhaps he was the one bothering and distracting him from his work. he looked busy. 

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gvrgias:

  georgia had to laugh at that. ‘ i’m sure. it wasn’t at all because you wanted to play at the biggest festival in the world, or anything like that, ‘ she teased. though she’d probably have considered offering to perform at coachella herself, if it meant she got to see all the other acts. the fact that she was tone deaf was only a minor problem, really. ‘ well, if you do get the chance to ask her to marry you, i promise to record the whole thing. for posterity, obviously. and definitely not to post it on instagram for the entire world to see. ‘ she was amused by how excited for this he was ; it made her want to be excited too, to get swept up in the maddness of it all and just let herself have fun for once. he was good at that. ‘ and here i hadn’t even considered that possibility until you mentioned it, ‘ georgia said, rolling her eyes at him. what was that - all of five minutes until he’d started turning on the charm? that had to be some kind of record. ‘ i’m going to get drunk to enhance the coachella experience, ‘ she continued, but she was returning his smile, unable to help herself. ‘ you’ll just have to work on keeping your hands to yourself. ‘

as she laughed, he was unable to hold back his own laughter. he couldn’t believe that he played for that many people. when he looked at the crowd from the stage he almost felt like he’d pass out but once the first song started played then it was just like he belonged. this is what he loved to do. seeing everyone sing his songs that he wrote back to him was a indescribable feeling. “not at all. this is just because of lana del rey. i’d give her my soul if she asked me, i don’t think you understand just how much i love her.” he said, the words leaving his mouth faster than it would normally, but his monotone voice was still the same. “if she said yes then you have permission to post it.” his smile turned into a smirk, but still a playful one. he wanted her to have fun just like he was having fun. he was overwhelmed with his own excitement. “it’s not coachella if you’re not drunk. come on, there’s a tent that has vodka with honey and stuff. it’s really great. i know this because i‘ve tried every single thing in this place.” he chuckled, his  arm thrown around her shoulders as he rushed her to walk. “see, i’m not good at keeping my hands to myself. sorry.” he sang, smiling at her. 

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hadlcy-e:

“i don’t care,” she laughed, ignoring how gross he was, before letting him go. “honestly, i’m sure you could go on and on for the rest of the day. i would definitely be there through it all, so amazing.” she was unbelievably proud of him, proud of how well his performance had gone, she knew that he could do it, but he had just proved it to himself, which was even better. “of course,” she replied as she settled herself outside the bathroom door. it anything she was ready to join him in the bathroom, but she kept her space with her personal bottle of champagne that she sipped while they spoke. “there’s so much out there, i’m sure we’ll find something.” crap, san diego, they had already spoke a tiny bit about it, what more was there to say? “interviews done, autographs done, panels done, it went well for the most part.” she wasn’t going to dare start to vent, especially about the unexpected phone calls from her mother. this was his time, the time to celebrate how amazing he had done, as well as a time to move forward. them moving forward and working on them didn’t include any of her family drama and she was going to make sure of it. “just happy it’s over and everything.”

this was one of the biggest shows he’d ever played and he couldn’t believe just how well it went. usually, when good things like this one happened to him it always came with something gone wrong and this time it was perfect, just the way he planned and rehearsed. he couldn’t be happier. to be able to celebrate with his friends and having her there just made it all better. coachella was being fun from when it started to now and he had zero complaints so far. it didn’t seem like it worked the same way for her in san diego though, he could tell by her tone and just how quickly she wanted the subject to be over that it wasn’t how she expected it to be and it was a shame. he wished he had as much fun as he did. “for the most part?” he asked, now washing his body to get rid of the smell and sweat and just ready to relax. the water was relaxing. his muscles were tired, but his mind was still riding on the excitement of performing. “did something go wrong?” he asked, he wanted to be supportive and there for just like she was for him.

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mcxmxdiscn:

Waving off the rowdy crowd there was a buzz that lingered once he stepped off the stage. An electricity that tingled his veins, he was always in a state of adrenaline long after performance and with the surprise guest that join him for a song the overall feeling of his set was beyond amazing. He took his guitar from around his body before placing it to one of the stage hands before making his way back to his dress room. Drenched in sweat but lacking the care he stepped through the open door to see a smiling Nicolas standing there waiting for him.  “My man!” he exclaimed before grabbing his hand and jumping on him, other hand patting at his back.  “Dude that was so sick.”

chewing on what he thought was the fourth or fifth strawberry that had been laid out for max himself, nicolas was so excited still and riding on that buzz that he got every time he was on stage, performing his own songs or being just a guest on one of his friend’s, he loved every single minute of it and now he was ready to keep that feeling and celebrate the night ahead. “it really was, i can’t believe we never sang together before.” he said as he hugged him, sweaty or not. he didn’t care. “we should start thinking of a real thing man, like a real collaboration but as of right now...get changed and let’s celebrate. i heard martin garrix is also performing tonight and he’s sick.” he said, his hand clapping together in excitement. “also i’ve stolen your fruits.” 

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gvrgias:

     it was more crowded than she’d remembered - which really, was probably her own fault. it was coachella, of course there were people everywhere. thank god for the bulky guard who cleared their path, or it’d probably have taken half an hour just to get through. she glanced at the pass, nodding at his explanation easily enough. it made sense that artists got special treatment, all things considered. her eyes rolled, though, at his teasing. he wasn’t strictly wrong but she couldn’t have him thinking that, could she? ‘ uh, you mean to see lana, ‘ she added with a shake of her head. ‘ i’m just here for that very cool magic pass of yours. no other reason. ‘ georgia was smiling, though, and she hoped he could tell she didn’t mean that. she did, for whatever reason, actually want to see him. the fact that he could help her see someone she was excited to see was just a perk, really. ‘ no wine? tragic, ‘ she sighed. ‘ but i can work with vodka. not straight, though. i think if i drank that much vodka by itself you’d have to call an ambulance, and that’d really ruin the fun. ‘

the fun thing about coachella was that people came from all around america and beyond for this. nicolas had lost the count as to how many people he met while on a concert, not only fans but some he could even consider friends at this point. he tended to lose control of things when he was drunk and he was pretty sure he had been drunk for at least half of the festival. “lana is the whole reason i signed a contract to play here in the first place. fingers crossed i get to meet the love of my life, i might propose. this might be my only chance,” he rambled, his smile was big and bright as he laughed between every sense. he was happy, as he hadn’t been in a while. nothing would screw it up. her smile encouraged him to gently poke her stomach as he reached for her hand. “come on, let’s go. might as well take advantage of this thing to get free stuff around here, if you want vodka than vodka you shall have.” he offered, generously. “and i swear this is not me trying to get you drunk to take advantage of you.” he said, his smile turning into a smirk.

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hadlcy-e:

well, hadley had made it to coachella, away from all her demons that were trying to get at her in san diego. of course she made it just in time for nic to perform, that was one of the few reasons she had gone, to see him doing what he loved the most. she realized when he saw her when there was a hiccup, but she’d never tell a single soul. seeing him up on stage was just as amazing as she remembered, it filled her with so much joy seeing him up there, seeing him that happy. the brunette made her way to his dressing room just before the last song had ended, ready to welcome him with open arms and congratulate him. her love for him was overflowing after that performance and she wanted to congratulate him as such. as soon as the door opened, an endless smile grew, her heart dropping at just the sight of him. “hey, that was so amazing, words can’t describe it, you were perfect.” no matter how sweaty he was, hadley’s instincts and excitement took over her and she wrapped her arms around him. her lips met his sweaty cheek with a laugh, “you were great, nic.”

he was still buzzing, overwhelmed with excitement as he was unable to stop smiling or moving around as he got rid of his jacket. her hug was welcome but he felt bad that she had to do  while he was sweaty all over. “oh no, i’m so sweaty.” he complained in a amused way as he chuckled, but hugged her regardless, so glad that she was there. he had doubted that she’d make it, but now that she was there all he wanted to do was spend time with her, take the rest of the night to walk around and talk. they needed this if they planned on ever forgetting about everything that happened and moving forward. “thank you, i’m so excited still. i wish i could go there and perform for another hour. for a entire day, oh my god.” he said, his smile took most of his face and he clapped his hands together as if he was about make a plan. “okay, just let me get clean again. take a quick shower and change my clothes. talk to me while i do so?” he said, it was his turn to press a kiss on her cheek as he took his bag and moved into the bathroom, leaving the door open so he could hear her from inside. “i’m so starving, how was everything in san diego?” he said, from the tiny bathroom.