Tuesday February 17th, 10:07 am
We eat breakfast, or at least i do. I always tell the boys to eat, but they say it's easier to get drunk on an empty stomach. whatever. the boys meet up with their management team to talk set lists for tonight, so I decide to hang out with my best friend kelly. I haven't seen her in two years. "kelly?" I yell across the metro platform, barely recognizing her. "oh. my. gosh. Liver!" she squeals, using the age old nickname everyone knew me by in middle and high school. "how are you?" I ask. "it's been forever."
"I know right? it seems like just yesterday we were fangirling over a band that you now not only tour with, but date one of the members! it's crazy," she rambles. "how's that going, by the way?" I'm confused. "what, me and matty?" "yes yes, sorry." she confirms. "we're good."
we're not good. I'm sick of his habits. he drinks and drives, smokes cigarettes and weed, does who knows what else. don't get me wrong, I love him, but I don't know how much more of his shit I can take.
"we're really good."
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Romance"wake up matty," I whisper. "you've got a gig tonight." "I don't wanna" he whines like a baby. he's getting on my nerves. "you have to, matty. think about the boys. they'd be sad to cancel on the fans" I reason. "I'm not going," he slurs. "and tha...
