𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑅𝐸𝑆𝑆-𝐴𝐿𝐸𝑋 𝑇𝑈𝑅𝑁𝐸𝑅

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A/N: Get ready for some big time jumps...

9 Months Later...

ALEX POV:

The Lads and I were on tour, We'd released the new album 'AM' and it seriously boosted up our band and made us twice as more famous than before.

We'd headlined at Glastonbury last year and performed at loads of big festivals too. It was May and we'd spent Christmas back home in Sheffield with our Families. The Guys girlfriends' were visiting us throughout tour every month.

We were currently in South America as we had 6 Legs here before we then travelled over to Asia for our last few legs.

We'd done all our Legs in Europe and North America.

We had also released A few music videos for a few songs on the album. And done lots of interviews too, like a lot.

Apparently I'd developed quite the 'Miserable Bastard' Attire for my facial expression and how I acted. It didn't bother me though, let them think what they wanna think.

I hadn't seen Camille since the day I visited her house. I was hoping to see her at maybe some of our shows while we were performing in America, but I didn't.

The girls mainly kept in contact with her, I'd overhead them on the phone to her a few times when they were on tour visiting us. I only heard their side of the call though, I never heard her voice which I missed extremely.

"Al? Hello???" Matt said waving a hand in front of me.

I snapped out of my daydream and looked round at the lads. We were sitting on the sofas on the tour bus heading to a venue for a show tonight.

"Yeah what's up?" I asked.

"Yer zoned out mate.." Jamie said sipping his beer.

"Oh..sorry" I muttered and looked down to the can of beer I was holding in my lap.

"You ready for the show tonight?" Matt asked me nudging my arm slightly causing me to look up at Him.

"Yeah..yeah" I said holding my beer up to my lips and sipping.

"Just gonna use the bathroom" I said getting up and putting my beer on the table.

I stood staring back at my reflection in the mirror, I adjusted the collar of my leather jacket and then washed my hands. I didn't need the Loo I just needed a second to myself.

I inhaled and exhaled a deep breathe and fixed my hair slightly. As I ran my fingers through the side my mind suddenly went back to a time about 2 or so years ago..

"Me fookin hair won't cooperate I'm getting so pissed off" I huffed as I stormed into Camille's bedroom.

"Sit on the edge of the bed I'll give it a go" Camille said as she adjusted her hoop earring and turned round and stood up.

She ran her fingers so smoothly through my hair, she styled it perfectly and I just watched her in awe as she stuck her tongue out concentrating. Her beautiful features on her face, the face i idolised and loved staring at day and night.

I shook my head and splashed water over my face to snap myself out of it.

I never forgave myself for what I'd put her through, I wasn't over her either, it had been a year and one month since our split and I still couldn't fathom loving anyone else but her.

Yeah sure there was the few drunk or high hookups here and there. But I'd be out the room the morning after then drown myself in alcohol regretting my decisions immediately afterwards. No one made me feel the way she did. I was completely enchanted by her and I hadn't seen her for months.