Amelia's POV

Jaime and I walked up to the room that his friends were staying in and he knocked, soon the door opened to Tony. I smiled at him.

"Amelia! Hey! I didn't think you'd come"

"Hello to you too Tony" Jaime mumbled.

"Yea I was dropping him off but he invited me up so I could come and say hey to you" I said ignoring Jaime's comment.

"Aww I'm touched, come in!"

"What's with you guys?" Jaime asked and I turned to look at him

"Huh?" I asked

"Yesterday you guys would barely talk but now you're like old buddies" he said. He doesn't look happy, not angry, but something else...

"Well we did chat yesterday so it's not so hard today" Tony said and I nodded in agreement. "Now I have to warn you, yes he's calmed down, however he's still pissed so brace yourself." Jaime nodded his head and then walked into the room, I decided it would be best not to follow and apparently Tony thought the same so when the door shut we sat beside the door and waited quietly. It wasn't long before the yelling started...

"What the fuck man! Seriously! I thought you were dead! We almost had to fucking postpone our show" their show? What? "because we didn't think we'd find you and all this time you were shacking up with some whore?!" That stung. I'm a whore? The second he said that I heard Jaime start to yell back.

"Don't you fucking DARE call her that Vic!" My heart stopped. No way. Vic? It can't be possible. Tony, Vic and Jaime? Their show? Well I guess there is a way to find out. If it is them they would also be with him wouldn't they?

"hey tone? Isn't Mike supposed to be here as well?" I looked at him intensely hoping, praying that he would say 'who’s Mike?'.

"he went to go get some drinks" no. Why?

"I just need to grab something okay?" I smiled at him as I stood up before walking down the hall and having to force myself not to run flat out to my car but I didn't even make it that far. The second I was out of the building I collapsed next to the wall, bawling my eyes out, my breathing getting out of control to the point where I just couldn't stop coughing. Shit. No, not now. I can't breathe. Not again.

I felt someone pull me into their chest and their hand cover my mouth while also pinching my nose shut, stopping the air flow and forcing me to stop coughing. Once I had stopped coughing they removed their hand allowing me to take a deep breath in and out and begin to breathe normally. They pulled me tighter against their chest and began to run their hands up and down my arms comfortingly, allowing me to sit against them and cry against them.

When I had calmed down I glanced up to meet unfamiliar brown eyes. The man smiled sadly at me while continuing to rub my arms.

"I am so sorry..." I whispered.

"It's okay, I used to get really bad anxiety attacks."

"Oh... Well , thank you... I haven't had an attack that bad in a very long time"

"Is it rude of me to ask what set you off?"

"It's stupid, and you probably won't believe me..."

"Try me"

"Okay well a few days ago I was driving up here and there was this guy walking in the rain so I picked him up. He ended up staying with me for a few days until he got in contact with his mates. It may sound stupid but I fell for him. I fucking cheated on my boyfriend for him! And I promised myself that I would never do that, not after what I have been through, but for him I did it anyway. Because I was comfortable with him, I can be around him without needing to disappear for a while. I'm not ANXIOUS him!" I stopped when I realised I was rambling.

"So what's the problem?"

"Well he's an American, and all he told me that he comes here a lot because there are some people he has to see. But what he failed to point out was that those people were his FANS! And that he was a bass guitarist for a band, and not just any band, one of my favourites, and he KNEW! He knew how much I loved the band but he just let me believe that he was just another fan." I looked up to see a smirk on his face. "I knew you wouldn't believe me." I sighed and went to pull away when he pulled me back.

"So you're the chick who took Jaime in." I looked up at him in shock.

"How did you...?"

"My name is Alex. I'm the lead singer of All Time Low. We're touring with Pierce the Veil at the moment and Jaime's disappearance caused quite the commotion." I pull away.

"Again? Are you fucking kidding me? My god I really need to go look up what the band members look like!"

"A fan I presume?"

I nod. "When I can feel an anxiety attack coming on I listen to your music and it calms me down..."

"Well I'm glad to be of service. Now come with me." He pulled me off the ground and dragged me back into the building.

"What? No!" I snatch my hand back and he looks at me in shock.

"Amelia?!" I hear Jaime call and I look over to see him coming towards me anxiously soon followed by Tony and a person I presume is Vic. Jaime pulls me into a hug and begins to whisper in my ear. "I am so sorry, I wanted to tell you but I thought you would treat me differently. I liked being treated like a normal human and not some famous person. But I should have told you, I am so sorry!"

I shook my head and pulled myself from his grasp. "how could you! I fucking slept with you even though I'm with Isaac, and you know how that made me feel because of all the drama I've had with Michael! You fucking knew! So screw you! And Vic? It's nice to know that someone who had saved my life so many times thinks so little of me." I turn on my heel and storm out of the building back to my car but not before seeing both Jaime’s and Vic’s faces fall in shame.

Just before I reach my car Alex catches up with me. "Hey! I know you're pissed at Jaime, but I just wanted you to know that I'm here for you okay? Here's my number, if you're feeling anxious or just want to chat text me okay?" He wrote down his number and handed it to me and I accepted it with a small smile.

"Thanks Alex" I got into my car and drove back to my apartment, my vision blurred the entire way with tears. I knew it was too good to be true.

Notes

SO MUCH DRAMA!!!