Chapter 37: Trying to Relax

Hunter's POV:

Nova and I went to the mall today as a way to get away from the stress of the others. We were sitting in the food court as she ate some of her favorite waffle fries. She holds one up that looks like a heart, "Oh my god! Hunter look at my fry!"

I smile and laugh a bit, "Wow that's a special fry."

She grins, "It is perfect! Look at it!"

"I know, I can tell," I say with a laugh.

She smiles and laughs, "I am weird, sorry."

"I love you for it baby." I state with a smile.

She smirks, "Hey you want this fry?" She waves the fry a bit.

I take a sip of the tea in front of me, "No thanks."

"Dammit you're suppose to say yes, and then I get to say 'sucks for you' because I'm a troll." She giggles and eats the fry.

I smile, "I know you too well."

"I hate you," She says with a pout and nudges me under the table.

"Don't say that..." I sigh a bit. "We don't need anyone to overhear that."

"I am only joking."

"I know dear, but everyone is on edge now..."

She sighs and rests her cheeks on her hands, "Okay," she mumbles.

I frown, "I am sorry Nova."

She nods and mumbles, "I know."

I cover my face with my hands and let out a huff as I hear her slide over next to me in the rounded booth. She nudges my shoulder with her head. "I am sorry.. there is just so much going on and I am not handling it well..."

She nudges me again and says a simple, "I know."

I move my hands, "This tour has been both the best and worst thing to happen in my life.."

She gives me a nod, "At Least you have me."

I bite my lip and hug her, "That is all that matters."

She leans against me and kisses my cheek, "Loveeee meeee." She jokes trying to lighten the mood again.

I smile, "So what should we do next?"

"Cuddle," She says and I smile before she pokes my cheek. "Dimples!"

I laugh, "I love you."

"I love yo...milkshakes." She says with a laugh.

I shake my head, "You are silly."

She squishes my cheeks, "You don't say." I stick my tongue out at her and she laughs.

We joke for a little longer before we head out to walk around the mall as a way to clear our minds.

Gerard's POV:

Today I am supposed to be shooting a cover of a magazine, just by myself. It involves a straight jacket and some ropes and cords to hang me upside down. I do as I am told and Kalia comes over to fix my hair and I can tell she is still mad at me. "You know I'm upside down you don't have to fix my hair."

She just gives me a look before moving on to my makeup.

"I'm sorry," I say and she wrinkles her nose at me. "I'm sorry!"

She looks down at me and huffs, "I am too."

"You didn't do anything wrong," I say.

"I compared you to my dad and I shouldn't have."

I shrug the best I can while hanging upside down, "It's okay I was an ass."

"So have you talked to him yet?"

I shake my head, and she groans, "Oh Gee."

I sigh and sit still as she walks off and we start the photoshoot.

Kenny's POV: (Panic! At the Disco)

I see a stunning brunette talking to one of the girls of Little Mix. She nods during the conversation and glances at me and she looks away with a light blush so I decide it might be time to introduce myself. I walk over as she finishes the conversation, "Hey I am Kenny, I don't think we have met.

She smiles, "Hi, I am Kalia."

"That is a stunning name," I smile. "So are you new on tour?"

"Thank you," She replies blushing. "and Yes, I'm hair and makeup."

I nod, "So I might just see you soon. I am the guitarist for Panic!"

"Oh it's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." I laugh, "It's always good to meet the person that could make you look horrible on stage if she wanted."

She smiles at my little joke, "I see, well I promise I won't make you look bad."

"Well it's not difficult to make me look bad, but hey I am one of the easier ones to get ready."

She laughs this time, "Good to know."

"How are you liking the tour so far?"

"It's great, the people are really nice."

I nod, "Yeah, we are usually more lively but well things came up."

She smiles and nods, "Well I just like seeing the world."

"Yeah we are headed to Europe next so you joined at the perfect time!"

She laughs, "I did!"

I smile and nod as she moves her hair from her face. "You look great today.." I scratch the back of my neck.

"Oh...Thank you."

I nod, "No problem."

She smiles, "Would you like to go get coffee?"

I nod a little too enthusiastically, "Yeah, yeah that would be fun."

She smiles, "Okay."

I offer her my hand as we walk off too the nearest coffee place.

Gerard's POV:

I was getting ready to sleep, it was a long day, all of these days have been long for me ever since me and Frank broke up. A lot of people have noticed I stopped calling Frank, Frankie and that's because I don't deserve to call him that so please stop asking. Thoughts run through my head about Frank and everyone else I was so distracted that I didn't hear anyone come up.

"GERARD!" Taylor S shouts and I jump. "I have been calling your name for about five minutes."

I rub my eye, "Sorry Taylor."

"It's okay, but are you okay?"

"No," I admit through a yawn.

"What's bothering you?" She asks.

I turn and grab Frank's pillow and hold it to my chest. Since Frank and I had started dating I had never used a pillow I always used Frank so I took claim of his favorite pillow. "Everytime I go to sleep, I see Frank's tombstone."

She nods, "Yeah, you need Frankie, BAD." I look up at her with a frown. "Gee you know I am right. You are clutching your pillow for dear life."

"Well I wanted to get sleep, usually I sleep on Frank, and he left his pillow so…"

She smiles softly, "You really need Frank back."

I sigh, "Taylor."

"What?" She asks.

"I am really tired but I am too scared to sleep."

"Do you want me to sleep in here with you?" She asks softly. I nod a little and lay down as she sits beside me and plays with my hair. "Do you want me to sing or…."

I nod again and burry my face in the pillow inhaling the fading scent of Frank. She sits silent for a second before she starts to sing, "Your little hands wrapped around my finger, And it's so quiet in the world tonight. Your little eyelids flutter cause you're dreaming. So I tuck you in and turn on your favorite night light. To you, everything's funny. You got nothing to regret I'd give all I have honey If you could stay like that."

I close my eyes as she keeps going, "Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up. Just stay this little. Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up. It could stay this simple. I won't let nobody hurt you. Won't let no one break your heart. No one will desert you Just try to never grow up Never grow up."

I start to doze off and the images of Frank's death flies by, and I wake up screaming. "Gee! It's just a dream."

I try to catch my breath, "Frank! Dead!"

"You need Frankie back."

I look down and nod, "I'm sorry bud."

"It's not your fault.." I say.

"I meant I'm sorry you can't sleep for more than five minutes."

"that's not your fault either." I respond.

She sighs, "I know gee, but you kinda look like death." I sigh and she rubs my back, "You know I am right."

"Yeah, I know, but I can't help it."

She nods, "I know."

"I just want to sleep," I huff.

"I don't know what to tell you." She says, "Sorry Gee."

I reach out for a paper and pencil and bring it to me. "Want some help Gee?" I nod and she grabs another pencil, "Okay let's write."

"I have an idea for a new song," I say.

I nod, "Okay so what are you thinking?"

"I remember Frank's grandpa talk about PTSD."

"Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Yeah I've heard him mention it."

"I think the intro should be Frank Grandpa talking about his PTSD and how it affected him in his sleep."

"But I thought Frank's grandpa was dead…"

"Well a recording can't die. I always wanted to surprise Frank with this song but never knew what it would be about." I start to move my sketch book that had loose papers in it. Most of the pictures were Frank's tattoo's or Frank. So as I was looking for my phone, my sketch book falls opening on impact revealing all the pictures of Frank I drew.

Taylor gets off the bed and starts to help pick up the papers, "Gee these are amazing."

"Oh uh thanks, Frank is really easy to draw." I grab my cellphone and search through my email until I find the recording.

She smiles, "You should give these to him." I shrug and she stands up, "So did you find that recording yet?"

I press the play button and out comes and older mans voice, "...Like last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors, they are these terrors. And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing and..."

"I just edited out stuff but that's the recording," She gives me a nod and we start talking about lyrics.

Sarah's POV:

I was so in need of a girls day out that I texted all the girls on tour to meet me outside my bus. Lately the tour has been so stressful and add that to the morning, more like all day, sickness and the small bump we have to hide from fans, I need a break. I start to explain it to them all and a few nod like Perrie and Jade.

"Look Sarah I am sorry but I have to work on my album." Taylor says before leaving.

"Well I am needing some time out so count me in," Nova says with a grin.

I nod and hail a taxi to take us to Brendan's and my apartment for the weekend.