After the horrific 12 hour flight, after all the commotion at the airport, the struggle to get a cab, the problems I had checking into this damn hotel I was finally sat down, doing nothing. The only thing I could think of was what had happened recently. What Jack had said at the airport. Speaking of Jack, I texted him quickly telling him I had arrived safely. I had nothing to do, I had to stay in this room until I was told to leave. New Message: Mike Where are you? Tony said you had left... Call me x I hesitated before dialling his number, it answered after a couple of rings. I quickly explained that I was fine and safe, I didn't say much else because I wasn't sure if I could tell anyone where I was. I didn't even know if that Jack guy was even telling me the truth or not. Maybe he was just trying to defend Tony. It wouldn't be the first time someone had done that. We quickly said our goodbyes and once again I was left in silence. Life. What do you think of when someone says that to you? How do you explain life to someone? Here's my explanation; life was just like hell and I hated it. That's what I would tell people from now on, I'm not lying when I say it either. In fact I bet hell was better than this pathetic thing I call a life. *** The sound of my phone ringing woke me up, I looked at the caller I.D to see it was Tony. "Meet me downstairs in the lobby in 2 minutes." with that he hung up, I scrambled off my bed and headed down. Part of me was excited to see him, the rest of me however was scared out of my wits. What was he going to do to me here? He wouldn't hurt me any more, what? I have to have some hope for me and him. I arrived in the lobby, he was nowhere to be seen. But I did hear one voice, Vic's. My body froze on the spot. Surely he's not staying in this hotel? He couldn't possibly be. I had run away, if he see's me he will make me explain as to why I ran away from my 'problems'. What would I tell him? Oh you know, my boyfriend kidnapped me, had me beaten up and forced into having sexual interactions with other people including my drug dealer Alex Gaskarth. No. I couldn't say that. I busied myself, hoping he wouldn't spot me standing in the middle of the lobby awkwardly. "Claire?" Mike's voice. Oh shit. My head shot up. A small smile appearing on his lips as he pulled me into a tight embrace. "I'm here now sweetheart." he whispered as he placed a kiss on the top of my head. I still had to question him about something later. Seconds later, Vic had me into a hug. A tight one at that. He eventually let go, ruffling my hair up a little as he did so. Jaime didn't look at me, for some odd reason. There he was; the boy who hurts me so much but makes me so happy at the same time. He smiled a little, opening his arms. I walked over wrapping my arms round him, squeezing him slightly. Everything had to look normal right? Of course it did. No-one must know right? All the way up to the room Vic kept asking me if I was alright, was my problems fixed. "Victor! I'm fine, stop asking." I snapped. "Good. Now why the UK?" Jesus, this guy just doesn't' give up does he? "Somewhere new you know, it just felt right to come here." I shrugged. The boys went into their separate rooms, leaving me and Tony in the corridor. I wanted to make eye contact with him so bad but I couldn't bring myself to lift my face up to meet his. That was until he placed two fingers under my chin, lifting it up himself. "I'm sorry baby." he whispered. "I know." I muttered. He began to walk off when I grabbed his arm. "Tony? Why did you do it?" "It doesn't matter." "Jack told me. Alex threatened me, didn't he?" he nodded. You could tell by the look on his face he was ashamed of what he had done. "You were protecting me. Guess what? Fuck what anyone thinks, you were protecting me and Tone, I love you for that." Despite the fact you've broken me once again. "No. You can't love me Claire. Not any more." his own voice shaky. "I can, I will and I do." I gave him half a smile which he returned before entering his room. Now to deal with Mike. *** "Why'd you do it Mikey?" I asked softly. I didn't have a reason to be mad at him, he said it was for my own protection and I believed him. "Later okay? We'll talk later." I rolled my eyes, just tell me now. I'd rather know so we could all move on. But something wasn't right. He seemed distant. Every time I went near him, he'd jump away. It was beginning to worry me, this wasn't my brother. I hadn't been taking much notice of what was going on around us, I just noticed the rest of the band sat around the room all of them staring at the TV and Mike. Then I realised, he was quoting Harry Potter. Every now and then I would catch Tony staring at me. Each time I would look over, he'd quickly turn away. I'm pretty sure they both hated me, I wasn't quite sure why but I intended on finding out sooner or later. They were both acting weird around each other as well as me. "Jaime, swap rooms with me?" Tony eventually spoke up. "No. I'm having my own room." he replied with a mouthful of popcorn. "Fine, I'll stay with Claire." My head turned to face him. Fear consumed me. "I'm staying with Vic. Sorry." I heard him sigh heavily. God, what was the big deal with him sharing with Mike? They never complained before, they always insisted they shared a room if they were ever having to stay in a hotel. Something happened between them two. I will find out.

Notes

Next update later on, I'm working on the sequel as well which means this is ending soon.