"Well, now that you're awake let's go. Ryan says they have a couple more songs lined up and they're done."
"Who?" I ask confused
"Angel, wake up, we're in New York," he says, snapping his fingers in front of my eyes.
"Yes, I understand," I say, still sleepy, getting up. We get in the car and the traffic increases, slowing us down. The closer we get to the place, the more nervous I feel.
Finally arrived, we enter through the back gate. We get out of the car showing the passes and they let us pass. The crowd is cheering, grinding as I see Ryan.
"He's going to the dressing rooms; I didn't know you were coming."
"It's a short stop, he doesn't know."
"I understand," he says smiling as he escorts us.
I can see Matt and my heart starts to beat faster. He just gotten off the stage, and he's wiping his sweat as he takes his cell phone in his hand and as soon as he arrives in the corridor, we hear a girl's voice
"Matthew, Matthew!" screams a girl jumping into Matt's arms kissing him. My legs freeze and I cling to Chris's arm who is ready to go to him. My chest hurts; it's as if I've been stabbed, my eyes fill with tears, I turn and run toward the exit. I miss the air. Chris and Ryan follow me worried. Once outside I bend over myself, looking for air.
"Angel, are you okay?"
"We shouldn't have come. Let's go home, please," I tell Chris, begging him.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, let's go home."
"Okay," he says, taking me to the car, "are you sure you don't want to talk to him?"
"No," I reply bursting into tears as we get in the car. "Take me to Malibu, nobody has to know where I am."
"To Malibu?"
"Nobody has to know Chris, not Jack nor him."
"Noted," he says driving.
The journey to the airport is silent and endless. I was a fool! As soon as we get on the jet, I silence the phone. I just want to disappear, forget the world.
Chapter18
Matthew
Me:I miss you baby.
Iwrite but can't send it.
"Matthew, Matthew!” a brunette yells at me and jumps in my arms trying to kiss me.
"Get your fucking hands off!" I yell pushing her away.
"Come on, we can have fun!" says the girl.
"You better go!" I tell her as I see Ryan approaching.
"Where the hell were you, you know I don't want these damn groupies here!" I yell at him as two security guys run to meet us.
"Sorry Ryan, I don't know how she got here!"
