Phillip's POV
I heard a door click beside mine and Aidan cleared his throat. He was sleeping with 'Lexia again and I wondered if they were hiding from us. It felt strange that so many secrets were being kept.
As I laid in my own bed and listened to them talk, Carter walked out of the bathroom with his wet blonde hair and sweatpants barely covering his hips. I turned away from the sin in front of me.
He laughed quietly and laid down beside me before I felt his arms around my waist. I smiled and thought about different reasons that explained why we were such a weird couple. Apart from his childish behavior, he was model material while I tripped on everything and my only good features were my eyes and drumming skills.
" Aidan's with Alexia again," I said.
" Is he really?"
" Mhm. I heard them talking and I swear, they're hiding from us," I said, smiling at the irony.
" So are we," He chuckled. " How much longer do we have to hide?"
I stayed quiet for a few seconds. " I don't know but hopefully we can come out when we know that our relationship won't ruin anything for the band."
He nodded, pecking my neck as I closed my eyes. " How's Christina?" He asked.
I sighed. " Fine, I guess."
" Everything will work out, just keep focusing on the band right now," He said. " I love you, teddy bear," He added, burying his head into my neck.
" I love you too," I muttered before shaking my head at Carter's stupid pet name for me.
After a while, we were so quiet that we heard Josh crying in his room. And 'Lexia and Aidan talking in hers. My phone vibrated with Christina's ringtone. I sighed and picked it up, sending her a goodnight message before going back to Carter.
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Josh's POV
I was alone, I was cold, I was crying.

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Blackmailed Into The Band
Teen FictionWhat's it like to be the only girl in a punk rock band? My name is Alexia Morgan. I'm in a band with my friends and my boyfriend. Our beginning was rough and eventful, whether it was our unsupportive parents, the New Years tragedy, coming out or le...