𝔅𝔞𝔟𝔶, 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 || 𝔨. 𝔥𝔞𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔱

.17.

James's pov.

Bob didn't really approved my idea of going out for a drink. But since everyone except Olivia was there, he couldn't really say no. Somebody had to look after us, he had said. Like we're little kids who need a babysitter.

Even if we didn't know our way around here, it wasn't too difficult to find a bar. Just near the hotel there were maybe five or six bars that we could visit. We just had to agree on one.

"Any ideas where we're going?", so I asked around.

No one had a correct answer to the question why it was quiet. So nobody had a wish. In other words, we could just go to any bar and everyone would be fine with it.

Bob steered us in one direction and I saw the flashing sign from afar. It was a bar, yes, but this one closed at midnight. I knew why he wanted to go into this one. Because I still had Olivia's words in the back of my mind and I didn't want to be woken up with cold water, I followed him.

"It closes at midnight. Is not that boring?", Stacy asked around, rolling her eyes.

Bob ignored her statement. I, on the other hand, seethed inside. First she came along on this tour, even though she wasn't even invited. Then she went after Kirk to make Olivia jealous. And now this woman is criticizing a proposal from our manager?

This woman allows herself way too much.

"There's a good reason for that if you didn't listen earlier. We have a sound check at seven in the morning.", I explained annoyed and continued to follow Bob.

Going back to Stacy trying to make Olivia jealous. She doesn't do this to help the blond-haired one, rather the opposite. She does this on purpose. She wants Olivia to break down because of her feelings. Stacy has always had a good sense of what other people were feeling.

That's what made her so dangerous, and that's one of the reasons I broke up with her Besides the jealousy issues and cheating.

"And? You can just move it.", she said and shrugged.

Kirk. How can you date her? She has no idea at all. Doesn't it have to be exhausting to have to explain everything to her over and over again because she can't remember anything?

"Umm it's not as easy as you think it is.", Kirk now intervened as well.

Kirk trying to explain it to her was just a side issue for me. Lars and Cliff admired the beauty of the town and Bob just walked down the street without saying a word. Everything was the same as always. Calm yet chaotic.

I put my hands in my jacket pockets and followed the manager.

I was kind of worried about my best friend. I kind of felt bad about leaving her alone in the hotel. But her tiredness was noticeable and the alcohol would probably only have made it worse. Still, I had her in the back of my mind the whole time. Olivia was my best friend. I would always worry about her. That's the way it is.

Maybe I should show her more openly how much I care about her. Sometimes I'm a bit harsh and mean to her.

"What are you thinking about? I hardly ever see you so desperate.", Lars asked me and this drew attention to me and him.

Did I really look that thoughtful? They might think I was sick or something, but I was fine. I thought a lot about my fellow human beings and how best to treat them. Except for Stacy. It didn't matter to her what I did. For her, my very existence is now a problem.

"I was thinking of Liv. I feel bad about leaving her alone.", I told him and everyone else openly.

It sounds stupid but that's the way it is. She and I have known each other for so long. At some point you just develop a feeling for when the other is doing well and when not. We have experienced so many things together. Done so much crap together.

We literally went through hell together. And that's best.

"You don't need to. It was her decision and you know how she is when she doesn't sleep enough."

"Okay, your're right. Let's move on or Bob will kill us all.", I said and grinned at our manager.

He, in turn, just shook his head, but couldn't help but smile. What would we do without Bob? Probably still playing in Lars' parents' garage. Maybe then we would've never met Kirk and Metallica wouldn't be what it is right now. I am more than satisfied with what we have achieved so far. I am proud of us.

I looked up at the sky. The clouds covered the sun but some rays came through. I thought it was wonderful weather to drink.

"You know what, guys? I'm proud of you all. You have achieved a lot and feel free to pat yourself on the back. I am happy to work with you."

"Okay, if Bob's getting sentimental, it's definitely time for a drink."

"Forget what I said again. And fuck you Lars."

We all laughed out loud at that.
A wild mess of guys who realize their dream of traveling around the world with a band. Others thought it was just an incorporation. Others thought we were only doing it because we were being forced.

But we did all this because we loved it. We did it because we love the music and identify with it. We didn't do it because we were forced we did because music is our passion.

And if some people can't understand that then they should fuck off. It's that simple. We'll see it through to the end. Because that's what the four of us want.

Making music.

What a crazy coincidence that is.