Hayleys POV;

I was awoken by a droning, buzzing noise. I lazily searched around for my cellphone and my blurry eyes focused on the screen. Taylor was calling me. I glanced at the time, 7:03am. What? Taylor wouldn't be calling me at this time if it wasn't important.

"Hello?" I croaked.

"Hey Hayley." He said, sounding cautious. "Sorry to call you so early but I thought you should know straight away. Um.." He paused, sighing. "Y'know how we wrote the message about Josh and Zac leaving the band on the website.."

"Yes" I replied dimly. It hurt having to type it. Having to write it. It hurt knowing that our family all around the world would have to read it.

"Um, well it seems that Josh and Zac have written their own 'exit statement' on their own blog. And it's not pretty, Hayley. It sounds to me like Josh wrote it all. There's a lot of hate in it. A lot of blame and nastiness.. ..towards you."

I could tell he didn't want to tell me this.

I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say. What was going on?

"He basically wrote that you're the reason why they quit. That you manipulated everyone and that we're just a manufactured band of our label. That you wanted all the attention.. ..please don't make me go on Hayley." He pleaded.

I was still silent. Too shocked to talk. To think.

"Hayley? Im so sorry. I just wanted you to know before anyone else could, or before you stumbled across it on the internet. He makes a stab at Jeremy too. At all of us. I can't believe it either. I don't know what to think."

"Is it real?" I ask. Surely it must be a joke.

"I'm afraid it is. Um, Josh posted a video confirming it. I just.. I.." He mumbled, exasperated.

"Look, don't do anything. Stay off the internet. Jeremy and I are coming over. We love you." He said before hanging up.

I tried to get a grip on what just happened, on what was happening.

Josh wrote a hate blog blaming me for them quitting? We have our differences. We had them when we began our friendship and we have them now. We had been drifting apart in the last year and a half, but I can't remember anything that would make him so bitter and so angry at me to do something like this. We knew that they weren't enjoying this anymore. You could feel it and see it. They were missing their friends and family and getting tired of travelling from one country to the next, but what did I do? When Josh and I had broken up I thought we had split on relatively good terms. We were just different. His beliefs were different, more strict that mine. I got sick of him telling me what to do, never feeling good enough for him. But we weren't going to be bitter towards each other, at least that's what I thought. We promised it wouldn't interfere with our music and the band. When we had finished touring for Riot! and all went back home to have a break, Josh seemed to drift away from us. I wouldn't see him for weeks. We were all feeling distant from one another. I started dating Chad, and Josh was going out with Jenna. He eventually didn't even want to meet up with me. I started hearing rumours that Josh supposedly started saying how I've changed, how I've turned my back on the bible, turned my back on the band. I didn't know where any of this came from. Then the more nasty rumours started popping up. That I thought I was the most important one in the band, how I loved the attention, how I always told him I wanted to go solo. I mean, what the fuck? I have said time and time again how I love being in a band, its all I've ever wanted. I love the guys and wouldn't be able to live without them. I don't ask for attention. I sing vocals. I write songs. I am apart of a band. I could scream it at the top of my lungs until I lose my voice and swear it on the bible but he still wouldn't believe me. He is the one that changed.

My family and Chad thought that Jenna had done something. Making me look like a bad guy, but what had I done to her? I didn't even know her that well. I didn't and still don't completely understand what was going on.

It was around this time I had started writing some songs for the new album. I spent a week alone scribbling down everything I had been feeling. Most of it was about Josh, our break up and what was happening now. I felt so alone and so hurt. After all we'd been through, all the fun times and late night jam sessions and those nights we stayed up talking. How did it end up like this?

I contacted Taylor and Jeremy and got their opinions on the lyrics, and the possibility of doing another album. They were all for it. I was nervous to tell Zac because he is so close to Josh. To my surprise he was stoked to do some new stuff. I wasn't the one to tell Josh. I was sure he wouldn't want anything to do with us. With me. He agreed. I don't know why. Why would he want to be around some 'manipulative, attention seeking traitor'? I wanted things to be back to normal between us. I did love Josh. I don't know why anymore. He showed up to our meeting where we all discussed our feelings and what we wanted to happen. We all wanted to do another album and see how that goes. It was extremely awkward. He wasn't happy with my lyrics. He didn't like that it seemed 'one-sided' but he went along with it. Why did he go along with it? This was the beginning of Brand New Eyes. It was inevitable that it would end the way it did. I just wish it wasn't so ugly.

I jumped out of my reminiscing daydream when I heard a rapid knocking on the front door. I was still in my bed, still half asleep and hoping this was all a dream.

I walked dizzily to my front door, unlocked and opened it. I looked up saw Taylor and Jeremy staring at me, assessing me, seeing if I looked okay. Taylor took a step in and lifted me into a hug. I clinged to him, feeling his love and warmth. I needed him. He slowly rubbed my back and set me back down on my feet.

"Im okay, Im just confused. It hasn't really sunken in. Why would he do this? They said they would write something on the fansite but never did. Is he angry that we got there first? Maybe we didn't say the right things according to him. What did I do?" I said as tears started streaming down my cheeks.

"Hayley, look at me." Jeremy ordered as he rested his hands on my shoulders. I stared at the ground, but he carried on talking.

"You didn't do a thing. We are in this together. He is angry at the world because things didn't work out the way he wanted. He always wants attention and when he doesn't get it he destroys everything in his path. You did not do anything, okay?"

He gently grabbed my chin and tilted it up, forcing me to look into his eyes. He meant every word he said, I knew that. I trusted Jeremy and Taylor. I could hand them my life and they would keep it safe from anything. I had to believe him when he said it's not my fault. Deep down I knew it.

"Okay." I squeaked.

He sat me down on the couch and Taylor went and grabbed my laptop.

"Do you want to read it now? You don't have to. We could do something else first. Let you wake up a bit?" Taylor suggested.

I smiled. I must look like a mess. I decide to have a shower to freshen up. I quickly dress, itching to know what this statement said. I didn't have to read it, did I? I plan on never seeing him again anyway. I don't want anything to do with him. Curiosity gets the better of me and I decide I should read it. If he does indeed take a stab at Jeremy or Taylor I will probably will a plan a visit or 'accidentally' bump into him at some point.

I walk back to the living room and look up at Taylor.

He gives me a half smile.

I return his smile. "Thank you for calling me."

No matter what Josh says, I will always have the guys. We will always be there for each other.

"And thank you both for coming."

I sit back down on the couch and Jeremy and Taylor sit on either side of me with my laptop on the coffee table in front of us.

Taylor brings up the blog with their statement. I begin reading.