She Stole My Heart [A ChilledChaos Fanfiction]

Chapter Two:: Reunion

Harold's [Ze's] PoV
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Standing before me in very dirty clothes, was a very tired looking Italian man with matted black hair. He smelled awful, and judging by the stains on his shirt, he clearly hadn't bathed in ages. He wore a faded gray t-shirt and dark gray basket ball shorts covered in a variety of stains. His eyes, which should have been a nice shade of brown, were now clouded and empty. It looked like he was using all his energy to hold open the door and stand.

"Heh, thanks" he mutter, his voice was hollow and raspy, like he hadn't drinked water in ages. I grew worried, realizing my best friend, Chilled, was in a worse state than I thought. "You wanna talk?" I ask, but he only shakes his head and softly chuckles, slowly closing the door. "Well... see ya buddy!"

Sticking my foot in the doorway before the door fully closes, I catch him by surprise. "You're not getting rid of me that easily" I say, pulling the door back open. "Come on, we have to talk about this" I added as he gave me a very disapproving look though he said nothing. I watched him as he moved away from the doorway, allowing me to enter his house, which was in no better condition than Chilled was. The living room was a complete mess, as if some large animal had been in it and trashed the place. Though it looked as if it hadn't been touched in a while; there was a fine layer of dust on the damaged tables, tv, and couch. The kitchen on the other had looked a little better but the smell of moldy cheese lingered in the air and I could see pizza boxes littered all over the floor, counters, and table.

Chilled past both of these room without a second glance and went to his recording room, with me trailing behind him. He sat down in his chair, sending a little cloud of dust airborne. I choose the seat next to him and turned to face him, a look of worry on my face. "So what do we need to talk about Harold?" Chilled asked, leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling. "You know very well why I'm here Chilled. You haven't been responding to anyone, you're not posting video's anymore, your neighbor's hardly see you leave the house. It's like you've disappeared from the world, and everyone is wondering what happened to you Chilly Willy!" I could've swore I saw a faint smile linger on his lips, though it wasn't there for long. "Yeah right, if anyone cared they would have come sooner" he said, a tint of anger in his voice.

I just frowned at him, seeing that he really hadn't known what was happening outside his little dark island of solitude. While Chilled had been holed up in his cave, his friends and family had been trying to contact him. A few of us even tried to fly to him but natural disasters prevented us from going. Hurricanes, Tornadoes, Drought, even the airplanes had technical difficulties which prevent anyone from flying out to see Chilled. I only got lucky because I drove all the way here, getting frustrated with the planes.

"We tried Chilled, we tried flying over here, but our flights got cancelled everytime, and you won't answer our calls or text!" He glanced at me, "Then how di- don't tell me you drove here!?" he seemed shocked.

"Of course I drove here, I got fed up with all that flying monsense. I wanted to see if you were okay, that you hadn't killed yourself yet. You gave us all quite a scare" I said truthfully.

"No, not yet. And what do you mean by us?" He asked. 'Not yet? What did he mean by not yet?!' I thought worriedly. "Me, your family, your friends, your fans!" I answered, though I was still worrying about the fact he said Not yet. "Why should they care about me, I'm worthless" I heard Chilled mutter under his breath. "You're not worthless Chilly Willy! Your a really great guy! I really great but stupid guy!" I say definitely,  putting a hand on his knee.

I heard a chuckle from him, before he said "Harold, you and everyone else shouldn't have to worry about me." I frowned again before replying "We worry about you because we love you! Not in the way you're thinking either" I added, noticing that he gave me a funny look before sly smile appeared on his tired face.

"You admitted that you loooooove me" Chilled cooed, before adding "What'll all the fans think of that." Some of the old Chilled was returning and I couldn't help but smile. I decided to weird him out so I began to rub his knee in a loving sort of way. "And what if I do?" I asked, though he knew I was only messing with him. Chilled began to laugh, the light returning to his eyes, I chuckled, glad to have the old Chilled back. I stopped rubbing his knee and asked "You want to go hang out? Get out of your hole for a little while?"

"Sure thing Harold" he said smiling forgetting he still looked like a mess. "Chilled, you might want to go get changed, and take a shower too! You smell" I said, chuckling as he looked down at himself. "Alright Harold. I'll try not to take too long, wait for me in the living room okay." I nodded and watched him leave his recording room and making a b-line too his bathroom.

I got up, headed out of the room as well and went to the living room like Chilled had asked me to do. I heard the shower come on, assuming he would be alright and not have a mental breakdown again I waited. I leanded against the wall, thinking to myself. Agter a while the shower turned off, I heard Chilled open the door, then close it. I saw him coming up the hall, in a nice clean red plaid flannel and tan shorts.

"Ready?" I asked, he nodded, looking a little tired still, probably from lack of food or water. "Come on, lets get you some Chipotle" I said, guiding him out the door. "Alright Harold" he said, the old Chilled was gone again. We got into my car and drove off, I assured myself he would come back once he ate something. A single thought came to mind as I saw him doze off in the passengers seat.

'God I hope he's alright.'

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Ey! So today is March 13, the day Ze wanted to be referred to as Harold on twitter. So I was like hey! Why not call him Harold in this chapter since he wanted to be called Harold. Anyway, sorry about last chapter for being so depressing, had to start somewhere. I'll work on the 3 chapter today and tomorrow and should hopefully have it up tomorrow! Whoo!Also, I was surprised to get 15 reads! I was only expecting like 5. Thank you all for reading! Hope you enjoy the story so far! Also don't forget to tell me if I made any typing errors and...

Praise dat sweet booty.

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