Chapter 4
Max POV
"Oh my god!" I scream.
"Max wait! Let me explain!" Dylan called after me as a dashed from the room.
"I don't care about an explanation. Screw you… oh wait that Lisa's job." I snap.
"Max…"
"Shut up! I don't care why you did it, you still did it. I never want to see your face again! We're done."
"Max…" he reached out for me as my vision blurred.
"Don't touch me! Don't even talk to me you ass!" I yell before running down the stairs and out the door. I sat in my car and cried for about ten minutes before Maya and Nudge came out.
"Max…" Nudge looked sympathetic as she opened the door and pulled me into a hug so I could cry on her shoulder.
"Max? Would it help if I told you that Ella was currently beating the crap out of Dylan?" Maya asked. I laughed at that. The image of my baby sister hurting him ran through my head.
"Yeah that does help." I laugh.
"Oh and we kicked Lisa out of the band. I figured you wouldn't mind too much." Nudge laughed.
"Thank you." I whisper. Within a few minutes everyone was around me.
"He was an ass-hat don't worry about it." James said from behind Ella.
"Yeah a total Jerk." Zephyr agreed.
"Guys thanks for trying to help but I just want to go to my dorm and cry." I said the guys nodded and waved goodbye.
"I'll drive." Maya said taking the keys from me.
I cried all night. I couldn't even fall asleep. I just laid in bed curled up in a ball in bed sobbing… that was until there was a knock on my door.
"Go away Maya!" I shout. The person knocked again.
"Go away Ella!" I tried.
"It's not Maya or Ella. And if you say James I'll kill you!" a deep voice says. I get up and walk to the door. I wipe the moisture from my eyes before opening the door to find Nick before me.
"What do you want?" I whisper trying not to cry.
"I thought you could use a friend?" he shrugs, "And this." He held up a bag.
"First of all, since when are we friends and second what's in the bag?" I ask.
"We aren't but I figured it was my girlfriend on Dylan so maybe I could help and its cookie dough ice cream and five chocolate bars." He smiled at me.
"Fine." I whisper, moving to let him in. He came in and dropped onto my bed. I sit in front of him and grab a chocolate bar.
"So why are you really here?" I question, practically swallowing the candy bar whole.
"James and Maya may have told me about how you were in here crying your heart out. Felt bad, like it's kinda my fault. So I came."
"Oh." Was all I said. "Thanks for buying my comfort food. I would have gotten it myself, but I couldn't even stand let alone go get food."
"No problem." He smiled.
"I'll be right back." I whisper. He raised a brow at me. "I need more tissues." He nods and I go to the bathroom and grab the tissue box.
When I come out I see Nick going through the papers on my desk.
"What are you doing!?" I scream dropping the box and grabbing all the papers. I was so depressed last night and wrote a bunch of poems and songs. "No one is supposed to see these!"
"But… they're so good." Wait what?
"Excuse me?"
"Why do you sing the crap songs you sing now when you could use these? They're so much better. I mean not even I can criticize these." He admits.
"Because if I preformed those I'd break down in tears. They're too personal, besides people want dance music not sappy break up songs."
"True but some of these could be party songs."
"Look Nick, thanks for the compliment but these songs will never be heard or seen by anyone ever again." I shove the songs into a drawer.
"Too bad. They were actually good."
"What are you really doing here? Because you sure as hell aren't making me feel better."
"Actually, I was talking to Donny, the club owner from last night and he wanted us to preform there every Friday and Saturday night."
"So you came to rub it in my face?"
"No he wants both bands. He asked me to tell you since you left. So if you're up for it tonight, we have a gig."
"I'd love to but I lost a member and don't have enough people." I admit, not in the mood to perform anyway.
"Um we could join forces and work together? I lost my bass player and Maya's really good."
"She's also the only other person that knows the piano parts to our songs as well as my lead guitarist."
"Exactly, James can help with the guitar parts for your songs and Maya can help us with the bass." I considered this for a moment.
"So you're saying you want to not be competing and become one big band?"
"Yeah why not?"
"Because we hate each other?"
"Do you really hate me or just like the competition?"
"Fair enough. I'll talk to the band, see what they think but we can't perform tonight, we don't know each other's songs."
"Fine, we'll meet as a whole tomorrow around lunch." He shrugged.
"Ok." When he didn't move I gave him a curious look. "Why are you still here?"
"I told you I wanted to make you feel better."
"You aren't making me feel better."
"Well I haven't started trying yet."
"I have a question." I say sitting down in front of him.
"Shoot." He says leaning back on his elbows.
"Why aren't you more upset?" I ask grabbing another chocolate bar.
He shrugs, "I really didn't care. Planed on dumping her soon anyway."
"Of course you did." I sigh, falling back on my plush pillows. I grab a pillow and hold it over my face to scream.
"If you're trying to suffocate yourself I could help?" I pull the pillow away and glare at him.
"Get out of my room, I would like to sleep."
"You're not disturbing me." I hit him with a pillow.
"Out!" he rolls his eyes but complies.
"Bye Maxie!" he yells as the door closes behind him. Thankfully I crashed right after that.