Chapter 2
A/N Going to continue this I think! Not sure where it will all go but it's fun and easy to continue. They'll be quite short and don't expect it to be too well thought out, it'll be something I write whenever I want something to write that doesn't need too much thinking. Hope you enjoy and don't forget to review!
It's quiet. The officials came to take all instruments last week. Tom persuaded the ones that came to his house, to keep his first acoustic, the one he had used in the Busted audition and kept whilst first writing with Danny and James at the Intercontinental. There were too many memories with it, and it was lucky the official's daughter is (well, was) a fan. They took the strings though, as a precaution. Harry kept all his drumsticks, but everything else was gone, Dougie's bass and Danny's guitars and harmonica, as well as Tom's other instruments like his piano and other odd instruments he collected along the way.
Their houses feel empty.
Some people are asking for rebel shows, some rebelling right in the streets, make-shift guitars using cardboard and elastic bands, hitting sticks on metal as drums, singing for all their worth.
Rebels are shot without question.
There's also a curfew, all must be in their house by 22:00, which isn't too bad, but again, if you have no reason to be out? Shot without question.
It all seems to be coming from nowhere, all these strange rules. There was no hint before it all, nothing. And why music? What could have been the problem?
Oh and I haven't been uploading much because internet problems! Grr! :( Should hopefully update more late next month but who knows! Still been writing though :) Keep reviewing, good or bad! Gives me a reason to post! Thanks for reading :)