*Olivia Pov

I just collapsed right there. My best friend was no longer. my best friend. She hated me. I just laid on the ground right were I collapsed, sobbing. Jeremy plopped down next to me. He smiled weakly at me. People were walking around is and almost stepping on us, but we didn't care. I tried to compose myself. Jeremy grabbed my hand, and intertwined our fingers, gaining some awws from people passing by. My sobs turned to tears, which turned to just little tears.

"So I'm guessing she's pissed." He finally spoke after a while. I just nodded my head yes. I felt so drained. He pulled me close and let to of my hand. He wrapped himself around me, almost like he was trying to protect me from the cruel world. We laid their for a long time.

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I laid on the couch waiting as Jeremy made hot chocolate. The David and Jaxson were really pissed at him, but not nearly as pissed as Ana was. None of them wanted to be around us, and left us alone on the bus. I'm guessing they went to go hang out with another band, but who knows. They took their clothes and stuff, so they probably are sleeping in a motel tonight.

"Do you think they'll forgive us?" I broke the silence.

"Ana is your best friend and she can't throw you away this easy. As for the guys, we get over stuff a lot easier." He walked over to the couch with the mugs. I took mine and sipped on it.

"Hey Jeremy the fans won't hate us right?"

"Totally, that's why they were all excited when they found out."

"I guess that's something good that-" I stopped when there was a knock at the door of the tour bus. I opened the door without looking at who it was, assuming it was the rest of the band. Boy was I wrong.

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