This is soo close to the end! 3 3 dont worry, I'm doing a sequel, MY FIRST SEQUEL! 3
Okay, I do not own anything but my ideas, steal them I will set Justin Bieber on you
I refused to see anyone, after awhile they'd all learnt to stay away, Alex still texted- I could hardly blame him, I'd followed him all the way to America and then slept with him and left again, I didn't even know why.
I am such a slut.
To make things even worse the band were being moved by our new label to America, to start recording an ep; then start touring.
I guess it's a distraction, but it also brought me closer to the problem.
I sighed, all my stuff had been already shipped over, we all left tomorrow, but at least I'd be home in November time.
"Goodbye!" My family said for the hundredth time at the airport the next day.
I smiled and hugged my mum.
"Here" Joe said, handing me something,
"What is it?" I said looking; it was a sighed piece of paper from Inner Fortress, declaring me their Biggest Fan. I smiled, "Thanks!"
I would miss everyone.
We all boarded the plane, we had first class seats, and it was a good thing, Maisie likes her space.
I felt slightly better, even though the last time I'd made this trip, it'd been on a more desperate note.
I still had no idea why I did it, but the more I looked back the more I wished to forget it.
(November-3months Later)
We'd been home about a week when someone knocked on my door, I answered to see Jack, Zack and Rian quickly pile into my house.
"Guys?" I said, "What the Hell?"
"Its Thanksgiving!" they cheered together,
"Yeah… in America, not in England!"
"Deal with it" Jack giggled, skipping into my kitchen,
"Where's Natasha?" I asked, Jack blushed a little,
"Um, she's at home"
The guys behind me started laughing, causing Jack to flip them off.
I was so out of the loop.
We spent the next two hours, (I spent, and the others told me what to do) cooking the food, I didn't have much to eat so we improvised.
In the end we had something that resembled a roast chicken dinner. I knew nothing of these American traditions.
We all ate it; cue Jack starting a food fight, which I won.
"Nawhh, Kari your no fun" Jack pouted,
"Just because I won Jack!"
He still pouted,
I ended up washing up while they went through my house, I really needed a shower, and I had cranberry sauce all in my hair.
When I was done I managed to get some of it out, but the rest had dried into my hair. Damn Rian Dawson and his amazing throwing skills.
"Okay it's your surprise!" Zack laughed, pulling me by the hand through the back door into my garden,
"Zack what the he-" I was cut off, standing on a giant parade looking float was Alex, and so was the rest of All Time Low's set.
Zack let go of my hand to join Jack and Rian who were walking up to the float.
It was a performance.
I hate them so much right now.
Alex stood on the float, staring into my eyes, by some kind of compulsion I couldn't look away.
"This is for you" he whispered into the mic.
They started to play Time Bomb.
I ran into my house, unable to hear anything else but the sound of Alex singing.
I still loved him.
That night I cried myself to sleep, while they still played outside.
The next morning they were still playing, I walked downstairs, every step was painful.
I couldn't stop looking out the window, Alex was playing Remembering Sunday, and it brought back so many painful memories.
I tried to get dressed, but half-way through the song I found myself going outside to watch them.
Out of nowhere Zack came and picked me up and carried me to the float, he handed me a mic as the girl's singing bit came one, I sung it, feeling the tension build between me and Alex.
We leaned closer, I soon forgot what I was doing, and he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close.
The song ended to applause, I couldn't hear it as we kissed.
OMFG Katie x