Chapter 20

Alright, so I have discovered that many people got confused about what happened with May. Allow me to explain, I didn't want to do the usual cliff hanger then continue at that exact point in the next chapter so I did a big time laps. It's now march and May was allowed to stay. I just didn't feel like adding Christmas break and the whole "yay May is staying" parts. So time skip! The solution. Now that that is cleared up, onto the next chapter.

Drew's POV

I think that I have been scarred, I mean seriously this stylist guy is just, ugh what's the word? Oh ya, a freaking creep. The entire time Harley was getting measurements he was hitting on me and touching me awkwardly. In general, I did not enjoy that time. Although, he did say he would match the theme of mine and May's song. Oh god...May is getting measurements done now. What if he does the same to her that he did to me? Oh god...it'll be fine Drew just fine...think positive...only 2 months of school left. Good thoughts...good thoughts.

"Yo Drew." Gary called, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked over to him and the others. "We were gonna head out to get some coffee and check out the music store, you coming."

"Um, sure."

"Oh come on Drew! Be more excited, we haven't just hung out as a bend in forever!" Ash beamed. I chuckled at him and his childish behaviour

"Alright I'm just going to grab my skateboard. Need to get back on it now that the ground's dry." I said as I walked back wards towards my bedroom door.

"Damn your right! It can be just like back in Veilstone." Paul stated. He caught up to me and pushed me out of the way to get to his room.

Once I actually found my skateboard in my closet and headed back to the front door. On my way out of my room I saw Paul closing his door. He had changed his outfit from his pajamas to a pair of baggy, black jeans that were torn at each knee to create shorts, a grey long sleeved, hooded shirt with a winged skull on it, he wore the sleeves pushed up to have it as a t-shirt. To add to the look, he had on his favourite shoes, black high tops with a white trim around the bottom, of course they were worn out from use, but they still held strong. He also had a chain attached onto his shorts to create a "u" shape. I noticed in his hand a can of spray paint. "Paul, we aren't spray painting the music store here." I told him with an unamused look.

"You just have to ruin all my fun don't you?" he said as he reopened his door throwing the spray paint in and closing the door again.

"Let's just go." I said. I began to walk to the front door meeting up with Gary and Ash.

"Paul I thought you would've grabbed your spray paint." Gary said nudging Paul in the arm.

"Drew ruined my fun."

"Aaaawww poor you. Let's go, I want to check put if the store has any new guitar straps or picks." Gary said as he opened up the door.

"Alright." The rest of us said.

Normal POV

The band skated to the plaza, where all the shops were located. As they skated there were many yells from older citizens and many whistles from teenage girls. They had reached the café and hopped off their skateboards.

They headed inside and stood in line to place their orders. Drew was fixing the position of his white long sleeve shirt that had a bold red print that read "Cause me pain" on it. he also wore grey skinny jeans and rain high tops that were covered with a glossy material. Gary hit the peak of Drew's grey beanie. "stop obsessing over how you look."

"Says the one that takes longer than I do with his hair." Drew gave Gary a glare as he stopped fixing his shirt.

Gary then fixed some of the spikes of his hair, "this is an art though." He said before putting his hands in the pockets of his dark toned camo pants. He wore his favourite black V-neck and purple pendent around his neck. He wore a pair of black and grey skate shoes.

"No it's not." Paul said before pulled Gary into a nuggie to mess up his hair.

"Ahh Paul you fucker!" Gary yelled as he immediately fixed his hair. The band laughed at their friend and soon ordered their coffee before heading out to the music store.

As they were skating with their coffee in hand, a group of girls got in their way and the band made and immediate stop. "Oh sorry, did we like get in your way." One of the girls said in a high pitched voice.

"you know, normally I would get pissed but since you are all so good looking I think I can hold down the anger." Gary smirked at them. Drew put his hand on Gary's shoulder leaning close to him.

"Dude what are you doing! You have a girlfriend! And I'm pretty sure Leaf will be pissed if she knows your flirting with other girls!" drew spat out at Gary in a quiet enough voice so that the girls wouldn't hear.

Gary whispered back to him. "I may have a girlfriend, but none of you do."

"I'm working on it."

"Ya ya," Gary went back to talking to the girls. "you know ladies, my friends and I here were just on our way to the music store to look at some accessories for our instruments."

"you guys are a band! That is so cool!" another one of the girls spoke. Paul inspected each girl. One had pink hair, the first that had spoken, and was dressed but barley; the one that had just spoken had honey blond hair, like the first she was barely covered by her clothes. The two that hadn't spoke looked the same but like exact opposites. They both had black hair but one had a light pink streak in it and was dressed in a sun dress and sandals, she looked shy unlike the other girl. The other girl with black hair had a streak of a vibrant blue colour in it, she was dressed in black cargo pants and combat boots with a grey shirt that came off of her shoulder, and he noticed the pattern on the shirt and recognized it as one of his favourite bands.

"okay being in a band isn't that impressive. The important thing here is what type of music do you play?" the girl with the blue streak asked.

"We usually play rock but we are getting into rap as well." Paul answered her. She took notice of him and nodded in approval.

"Oh well that isn't good music." The girl with pink hair spoke again. "The only good music is pop, only girl that likes rock here is Jordan and it's horrible."

"Ya and I thought that this could've worked out between us. Come on girls, let's go find some better guys" the pink haired girl left followed by the blue haired girl. The pink haired girls spoke to Jordan.

"Jordan are you coming, they'll get mad if we don't come quickly." She spoke quietly. Her voice was sweet and just hearing it you could tell she was scared of her own shadow.

"I'll catch up, don't worry Ella, I'll be there in a couple minutes." Jordan told the girl so call Ella before she headed off. "Her give me your arm," she said to Paul taking out a marker from her pocket. She took Paul's arm and began writing on it. "This is my cell number, call me and I can help you. I would explain now, but if I don't get with the others soon they'll have a bitch fit that I really don't want to hear." She ran off before any of the guys could get a word in.

"Ooooo Paulie boy got a number.' Ash cooed, earning him a slap to the back of the head.

"It's for the band, or something like that. And no Gary because she wrote it on me means anything." Paul stated, causing Gary to drop his head. "Let's just get to the music store." He jumped back on his board and began to skate to the destination they had originally planned for. Oh this is going to be a tough thing to explain to Dawn. He sighed to himself before continuing.

~oOo~

The boys arrived back at the dorm after the trip to the store. Gary had picked up a ToxicWaste guitar strap, one of the originals which was yellow, with toxic waste written on it in black letters, as well as some new guitar picks. Paul as well got guitar straps but his were both black, one of the said department of metal health with metal written in red and the rest in white and the other had fake bullets strapped to it, to look like he had ammo on him. Ash bought some new drum sticks since he broke his, he also bought Misty a pair since he broke hers too. Drew had picked up the black and purple bass he had been wanted for a while so that he wouldn't have to use the schools anymore.

When the boys walked into the dorm they noticed all the girls sitting around Harley, each of the boys cringed as they remembered their horrific time as Harley figured out their sizes. "We're back." Drew said as he picked up his skateboard.

"Drewy, Paulie, Gare-bear, and Ashy! You're alive! I was so worried about you!" before the boy's knew it they were brought into a bear hug courtesy of Harley.

"We just went to the store and had some guy time." Gary managed to get out in the lack of breath.

Harley released them, letting them breathe "well I should be going, thank you girlies, bye boys." He winked at the boys leaving them in a shock and left closing the door behind them.

"Hey Paul, you wouldn't have a gun to go with that guitar strap would you?" Ash asked without moving any part of his body. The boys were still frozen in their spot.

"Sadly, no." Paul responded with disappointment in his voice.

Iris and Cilan walked in the door and stared at the band standing there, not moving. "What's with them?" Iris asked the girls.

Misty chuckled, "They just got hit on by our stylist again." the other girls joined in with Misty's slight laughter.

"I don't get it; usually they'd be gloating about being hit on." Cilan mentioned, confused at what by Misty said.

Dawn forced herself to stop laughing, "Our stylist is a guy, and they are scared of him because he is gay."

Cilan and Iris both understood and joined the girls in the laughter. "Leafy I think I need a hug." Gary whined, being the first of the boys to move. He shuffled over to his girlfriend and hugged her, snuggling into her neck.

Ash moved next, Misty can you come with me so I can call my mommy?" he put on a pout showing it her.

"Alright, it'll be interesting to tell this to your mother, and I haven't even met her yet." Misty responded standing up and walking over to Ash. She led him to his bedroom with him still scared.

"Alright Drew, I had an idea of what we could do for our performance. I wanted to run it by you," May said dragging Drew by the arm to her room.

"i-uh um, he-I-I'm scared." Was all Drew said as he was pulled away from the living room.

"Alright well I'm going to get ready for dinner, you should too Iris." Cilan said as he left in the direction of the others followed soon by Cilan.

The only ones left in the room were Dawn and Paul. Paul was still glued to his spot and dawn walked over to him, her heels clicking on the ground as she walked. "Paul, what's on your arm?"

"Huh my arm?" he lifted his arm up and looked at it, his eyes widening as he remember Jordan writing her cell number on his arm. "Oh um, just a number." He replied trying to keep the story behind it to a minimum.

"who's Jordan?" she asked in confusion looking up at his face. Even though Dawn wore heels she was still not as tall as Paul. She was 5 foot 6 and he was 6 foot and add an extra inch because of his shoes.

"Just some girl we ran into well heading to the music store. Her and her friends got in the way and Gary brought up we were in a band and I said what type of music we played a-"

Dawn cut him off before he could finish explaining what happened. "And one of them gave you her number, let me guess. She was dressed in nothing and you have no interest in her but you still let her give you her number because she was desperate?"

"Um no. If you actually let me explain you would here it but I may as well say this. She looked like a rebel punk like girl, like a girl version of me, she likes one of my favourite bands and she has a twin that is the exact opposite of her, all shy and shit." Paul spat at her, angered by the fact that she just assumed that he was going to cheat on her. "And you know what, if you think I'm going to leave you for her then I should." He pulled out his phone and he walked away from Dawn to his room locking the door.

Dawn stood there speechless by what had just happened. She wanted to cry but if the girls saw her crying they'd ask her what was wrong. What would I say then? "Oh me and Paul just had an argument and might have just broken up from the relationship I didn't tell you about." Just go to your room and calm down. And she did just that. Clicking her heels as she walked right to her room. She closed the door before leaning up against it and sliding down to the ground and crying quietly to herself.

~oOo~

He listened to the clicking hells and closing door. He could hear the weeping of her sobs. He knew he did something wrong but why didn't it affect him? He was mad and wanted her to suffer through this. Why? She assumed what was wrong; he wouldn't do that to her, he couldn't live with himself if he did. And yet he threated to leave her.

"Idiot!" Paul yelled at himself from inside his looked room. He sat up on his bed and looked at the wall where his dresser was located; he threw his phone at the wall, smashing it into multiple pieces. He stood form the bed and walked to where the phone had smashed. "Fuck!" he yelled again. He threw his fist into the dark blue coloured drywall, "you fucking stupid ass!" he continued to yell as he punch the wall continuously.

Multiple holes now covered the wall as he sat at his desk staring at his knuckles covered with his own blood. "I'm a fucking stupid idiot!" he continued to bag on himself. "Stuck in a hell hole." He put his face into the palms of his hands smearing some of the blood to his face. He took a deep breath and looked at the notebook on his desk. His song book. Multiple ripped and crumbled pieces of paper that were from various notebooks he had own, he kept them all shoved into one now, mostly lose papers as well as the ones that belonged to the notebook itself. "Stupid music." He picked up his one book and threw it across the room causing multiple papers to scatter around the room.

The computer screen lit up catching Paul's attention. Reggie, that stupid brother what does he want now? Paul answered the video call. "What?"

"I was checking up on you, and I seem to have done it at a bad time. You didn't kill anyone did you?" Reggie asked in panic as he saw the blood that was on his younger brother's face.

"No." Paul said before turning off the video call. "Stupid brother. Stupid girl." He said causing himself to get angry again. Dawn wasn't the problem he was. "Ugh!" Paul stood up punching the wall once again. he walked to his door, opened it and slammed it closed.

Walking towards to the front door he ignored his roommates on the couch. Giggling, laughing, pathetic. He thought to himself.

"Paul, what the fuck happened to you!" he ignored the girl; he walked out the front door and slammed it shut just like his bedroom door.

~oOo~

Misty and Ash had resided to the living room after calling Ash's mom and getting Ash back to normal. It was pretty simple, Delia, Ash's mother, said she would send him some cookies and he perked up immediately. Currently the two were watching a pokémon gym battle and discussing battle tactics.

"Mist, you know you cant talk about this stuff to a lot of girls they aren't the best battlers because they want cute pokémon, and when they are good which is a lot actually, they don't want to go over this kind of stuff." Ash complemented Misty. this caused Misty to grow a little pink on her nose.

"Thanks. Oh I was going to go for a run in the morning along the beach, you wanna come?" she asked, remembering how they often talked about track and field.

"in the morning, sure...although it might be hard to wake up." he replied rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

A slam was heard from the hall of the dorm, "What was that?" Misty asked. Ash shrugged his shoulders. A figure submerged from the hall and they noticed the red stains that dripped from his hands, and the mess of hair that was on his head. "Paul, what the fuck happened to you!" Misty asked. She didn't get a response just another slam.

"Get the others?" Ash questioned ready to jump out of his seat.

"Get the others." Misty confirmed. They both rushed out of their seats and got everyone out of their rooms. They didn't take note of Dawns somewhat messy hair or slightly red eyes much to Dawn's liking.

"So we got a problem." Ash stated as the group was gathered in the hall.

"You two don't know where to go on your first date" Leaf snapped her fingers, smirking at her friends. Her statement caused Ash and Misty to blush, although they ignored it.

"Hey, where's Paul?" Gary asked, noticing the band mate that was not present.

"That's the problem," Misty said. "He stormed out of here pissed, and he had bloody knuckles." Their friends stood in shock. Their friend had injured himself out of anger, it seemed like something Paul would do, but they didn't know of anything that could have triggered the event. Dawn realized this was her doing but stayed quiet about it. "So we gather around his room. Shall we?" Misty said queuing Ash to open the door to Paul's bedroom.

Once they opened the door, their jaws dropped, the room was trashed. There were papers everywhere, the bed was messed up, Paul never left it a un-made, thee were holes in the wall, crushed metal and shattered glass on the floor and blood stains on the desk, keyboard, computer screen and floor.

Gary looked at the guitars in the corner the blood stains went over there, and were on one Paul's electric guitars. "Guy's we have a serious problem, I think he was about to smash his guitar."

Drew picked up one of the sheets of paper, "oh it gets worse, all of these papers are songs he was writing."

"Search the town. Take your phones. Stay in contact; if you spot him inform us where you are so we can go together. Don't face him alone. Not when he is in this state." Ash directed. Everyone nodded and rushed to look around town. Everyone but Dawn.

Dawn stayed back and looked at what she caused; he had hurt himself and near about broke something that means everything to him. He stopped himself though, why? She pondered at this as she looked at the sheets of music scattered at her feet. She picks up one that caught her eye. They don't know about us. He was going to write a song, about them. He looked at this too, there's is blood on it. All over it. She thought to her.

Then it clicked, she knew where he would be and she knew well. Where they had spent time together for the first time, where they first became true friends.

She ran as best she could. "Arceus damn I'm an idiot for wearing heals." She said to herself without stopping.

Dawn finally arrived and looked around. She saw a dark figure on top of a rock that was above the ocean. She knew who it was. Running over to the large rock she climbed up and began to walk over to him.

He knew she was coming; the clicking of those same heels gave it away. The clicking stopped and there was silence, he continued to look at the setting sun. "The sunset used to calm me down when I was younger, back in Veilstone when my dad was still around. I'd get mad, upset or anything and I'd watched the dun set from the tree tops, no one could ever find me until I went home, and eventually they just stopped looking and waited for me to get back."

She was amazed; he was calmed down and was telling her things that she didn't think would ever be told. "I'm sorry." It was the only thing that she could say, no asking questions. No getting him mad. First thing she could do. Apologize. "I'm sorry for freaking out on you; I should've let you explain. I shouldn't have got mad, and I'm sorry for what happened to your room."

"Don't be. I get mad about stupid things all the time, and I do stupid stuff when I get mad, I lashed out, I kinda quit anger management classes." Paul responded not taking his eyes of the setting sun.

"How do you kinda quit?" Dawn asked him .Causing Paul to look up at her, as she had now stood beside him.

"They kicked me out for punching the therapist. Never went back after that." Dawn chuckled at this.

"That seems like something you would do." Dawn stated through her chuckles. Paul let out a small chuckle. "How are your knuckles? We noticed the blood all over your room and the holes in the wall."

"Ya, I'm going to have some explaining to do and its fine just some small cuts, I cleaned them out."

"Oh and one other thing, what was with the blood on the guitar, Gary said it seemed like you were about to smash it?" dawn asked, remembered Gary holding up the guitar to them.

"I was going to, but then I realized I didn't break you, you would get through it."

"Um okay?" Dawn said not quite understanding what was going on but she went along with it. Paul stood up and pulled her into a hug, which she gladly returned. `so how are you going to explain this to the others?"

"I'll think of a way." Paul answered, not taking his arms off of Dawn.

~oOo~

From the bushes there were people watching, watching quietly, and trying not to make a single sound.

"You think they are together?" one whispered quietly to the others.

"Defiantly, the question is how long?" another replied in a whisper before sneaking of back to the plaza of the city.

Completed. HAHA how did you like it? I worked a bunch of hours on this trying to get everything to flow properly and I still don't know if I did. I feel that it is really rushed at the end.

Alright I seriously need to know is anyone else obsessing over Pokémon X and Y like I am, I have been discussing and going on about it to my friend and we have been doing a bunch of trying to figure stuff out. Tell me what you think of Sylveon and the pokémon that was released just the other day. I need to know that I am not crazy.

Alright if you have any questions about anything going on in the story just ask in the reviews, even if you don't have a question please review, tell me about yourself I don't know. I just want to know if the story is still as good as it was when it started or is it better or anything. Let me know. Review, favourite, record I don't know what you can do on this site, so something. Please *puts on cute face* pwetty pwease.

Oh and before i forget, the POLL for the boys band name is still up on my profile, I've taken out some of the chooses but go vote for you favourite two and help me out!

Alright I'm heading off to make dinner, omnonmnomnom. See you next time, well I won't see you...write you next time? That works, bye!