Chapter 8! Yey! I still need suggestions for ideas. Undiscovered91 gave me inspiration for this. Thank you!

Alexz

During the next few days, I kept myself hidden at Georgia's place. It was during the third day that I decided to call Tommy.

When I called him I told him not to come over. That way he wouldn't be able to see my cry.

After talking to him for over an hour, we managed to work things out. When we hung up, I felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders.

To keep myself busy, I started to look at the photos lining the walls.

Most of them were photos of Georgia's family but one caught my eye. It was a photo of, well, literally everyone at G-Major. It had been taken at the party we had held when it was announced that my album had gone platinum. I was standing in the middle holding the platinum record and standing around me were: Georgia, Tommy, Kwest, Spiederman Mind Explosion, Darius, Mom, Dad, Sadie, Kat and…

…Jamie.

That's when I remembered about Jamie. We hadn't spoken since I had got back from my nightclub tour. That's when I found out that he had been cheating on me with Kat while I was away on tour. Not that I blame them for having an affair, because they're perfect for each other. It's just, why couldn't he break up with me first? Why did he have to make everything worse by going behind my back?

There was a knock at the door. I opened it and my back-up-band, Spiederman Mind Explosion, came in.

"Hey guys. What are you doing here?"

Speed and the guys filed into the lounge.

"We weren't in the past two days and when we got in today, Georgia told us to take the rest of the day off because you weren't there. She said you were sick. Are you feeling ok now 'cause we need to get back to work?" One of the guys asked.

I nodded.

"Yeah, I feel much better now than I did. Thanks."

Speed poked his head around the kitchen door.

"Hey, Harrison! Any food we can eat?"

I laughed. Trust Speed to go straight for the food.

"Uh, yeah, there's plenty of stuff in the cupboard."

Speed came back in. He was loaded with junk-food. For the next hour, we sat watching TV, stuffing our faces with junk.

Around 6pm, Speed and the guys left, leaving me alone. Georgia didn't usually get home until 9 so I decided I could get a few hours in at the studio.

I met Tommy at the studio and we went over my new lyrics.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of nausea pass over me. I turned away from Tommy and threw up all over the floor.

Tommy held my hair back from my face as I threw up all of the junk I had eaten earlier. He then handed me a glass of water, which I drank. This also ended up on the studio floor.

Kwest used the loudspeaker to call for a janitor to clean up the remains of my junk-food feast.

Georgia walked into the studio a few minutes later to find out why we needed a janitor. She saw me, sat on a chair with Tommy and Kwest sat beside me and the contents of my stomach on the floor.

"Jude, you said you were feeling better."

I nodded.

"I was, until Speed and the guys came over. Speed kind of raided your kitchen of all junk-food and I kind of ate too much." I bent down and threw up the rest of what was left in my stomach.

"Come on, let's get you home." Georgia walked up to me and led me out of the studio.

An hour later and I was lying in bed in Georgia's guest room. My stomach was empty but I didn't want to eat anything. Just in case. Georgia came in.

"Jude, someone's here to see you."

"Who?"

A familiar person walked into the room. I groaned. I really didn't want to see him right now.

'How does everyone know I'm here.'

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