《The Only One》The Only One : Chapter Two
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The Only One
Chapter Two
I went to bed thinking about her and now I'm waking up thinking about her. She's absolutely consuming me!
And it's true, I WAS happy because of her; everything was perfect...because of her.
I hope that I'll get to see her again. I mean, we're in California a lot, and we have the next 5 days off which we're spending in Cali. I have to see her again.
I look down at my phone to see if there are any twitter updates on her, not that I'm a stalker or anything.
There are about a million tweets saying how awesome our concert was, and how great it was to meet us. Great to meet us? What about great to meet her?!
I retweet one tweet, and reply to another saying it was great to meet her too.
I'm staring at her profile picture, the one me and her, as Jamie walks into the room asking what's up.
I don't answer right away because I don't actually hear him, and then he starts waving his hand in front of my eyes.
"What, Jamie?" I almost seem to snap.
"Whoa, dude. Chill."
"Sorry," I say. "What's up?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to remind you, we're going to Santa Monica today, and you're expected to come with us." He says.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot."
"What's up with you lately? Ever since last night you've been having trouble focusing and everything. What happened at the show?" Jamie asks.
"Nothing happened." I say and shake my head, although he just gives me a look saying, 'Do you honestly think I'm that stupid?' I just give him an innocent look back and shrug.
"Seriously, RK."
"Seriously, Jamie."
"I'm not as stupid as you peg me to be, mister. Just because I'm your younger brother doesn't make me stupid."
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"I never said you were stupid, Jamie." I say.
"Ryan. Just tell me."
"I already did, Jamie."
"No you didn't." He says and I just give him a blank stare. "Okay, I've got this. It's a girl. Omg it's Hanna! I know its Hanna. You like her." He says, and snaps his finger and points at me with a cocky grin on his face.
How in the heck does he know this?! I don't exactly want to tell him that's the truth, but I also don't deny it. We all made a pact that we wouldn't date fans. Urrrgh.
"Okay, so it is." Jamie confirms. "So what're you going to do about it?"
"I don't know, Jamie!" I say in defeat.
"Tweet her! Call her! Make a tribute to her! Talk about her in a SocialCam! I don't know, do something! You're miserable, dude."
"I know, but we made that pact that we wouldn't date fans..."
"Yup, so we just don't tell Ian and Nash. Problem solved."
"Jame, Ian finds out everything. And Nash... Well, he finds out stuff from the media."
"Yeah, well, we're going to have to change that."
"Jamie, I don't want her to think I'm being pushy."
"Pushy?! She'll be flattered! You're...you! And she was totally into you last night!"
Pft. She was not. "No way."
"Uh, yeah way!" Jamie says, as Ian walks into the room.
"Yeah way, what?" He asks.
"Yeah way, we're going to Santa Monica." Jamie answers quickly, and trying not to sound suspicious.
"Okay...?" He squints his eyes, as if he knows we're lying. "Okay... Well, we're leaving in an hour or so, so what you need to do." He says, and leaves the room, shaking his head, thinking we're crazy.
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"You clear on what you need to do?" Jamie asks.
"Yeah." I answer, as he leaves the room, leaving me to shower and get ready. I put on my American flag tank, and ripped jeans. I just hope I see her there. She made everything last night feel...right. It was perfect. That concert was perfect. And I never even thought of...Monica last night. I really think that I'll be okay, and Monica really is gone from my life, for good.
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Hey hey! Like the chapter? Did you like Ryan's point of view? I'm going to do every other chapter in RK's POV. ;)
Enjoy! Chapter 3 will be up soooooon!
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