The Guitar Stars - The story of us

Chapter 14 - Mateo

Hi, ya'll From now on imma start writing in first person cause the "you" is annoying me fr, so now I'm gonna start writing y/n as "I"

I hope it won't be too confusing!!!

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-Tom's POV-

I'm looking at this sweet girl's face in my arms. She looks so innocent, I would've never guessed she's gone through so much. When she opened up to me, I saw her beautiful forest-colored eyes spill their tears. My face felt numb and the words wouldn't come out of my mouth from the fear of saying something wrong. From that moment I knew I could never hurt her again.

Since my tour with the band had ended the guys were all heading home, back to Hamburg. But I wasn't. They kept calling me all morning to ensure I didn't want to go with them, except for Bill. He called to make sure y/n was alright. I couldn't leave her all by herself in her situation. What kind of boyfriend would that make me?

At her last performance, I saw something a little bit odd that caught my attention. I was heading to the big toilets in the main hall when I saw a strange man. The same man who had gotten up on stage and stole y/n's microphone yelling that she would be his. I did my business in the toilet stall when I heard someone slam the restroom door open and stomp his way to the sinks. I didn't flush so he wouldn't hear me and I slowly opened the stall door to take a look at him. He filled up a bottle with tap water and took a small bag out of his leather jacket. In the bag, it was some kind of weird powder that he poured into the bottle.

And that's when it CLICKED

He was the one responsible for all of this. She had to suffer because of a sick-in-the-head fan who had issues.

-Y/n's POV-

Today I was finally getting released from this shit hole. I hated hospitals so much. They would always bring back memories from years ago when I visited my mom after some "crazy" party of hers.

When I woke up the room was empty. The trace of Tom's body was left on the mattress along with the smell of his strong cologne particles floating in the room.

-"Oh hey you're awake" Tom speaks after opening the door with his elbows.

He had both of his hands occupied with a medium-sized paper bag in one hand and a venti-sized drink in the other.

-"I got you some stuff since I know how much you love the food here" He smiles, proceeding to put the items on the bedside table

-"Awh thank you love," I say, dragging his collar and giving him a peck on the lips

-"I bought your usual, a venti iced caramel frappuccino and an avocado toast" He smiles, revealing his light dimples

-"I guess you know me well" I reply while taking a sip of my iced beverage

Tom sat beside me while I was eating the food he had bought. He looked nervous, with a bit of a weird frown on his face. Small sweat drops were shown on his forehead.

-"Hey y/n..." He breaks the silence

-"What is it?" I question after swallowing a piece of toast

-"I have to tell you something but I don't know how" He starts

."You can tell me anything" I declare while putting my hands on his

-"I know who- He starts

Tom got suddenly interrupted by his ringtone. He quickly brushed off that worried frown on his face and went for his phone in his jacket. He walked over to the clothes hanger and answered. "Hallo?" Tom was speaking his native language, I couldn't understand but I still looked at him curiously and took a sip of my Starbucks coffee.

"Ja, Natürlich," My boyfriend said after ending the phone call.

-"Anything Important?" I questioned

-"Well... it's not exactly good news" He revealed

-"You know how our tour ended" He starts, I nodded in silence

-"The boys already headed for Hamburg this morning... and my manager called me to ask why I didn't go with them," He says while looking me in the eyes

-"Really... they left without saying goodbye?" I said in a subtle tone

-"I'm sorry love," He said giving me a little hug

A few hours later I was discharged from the hospital. I could walk now, which I was happy about. Even though I found it cute when Tom was pushing me in a wheelchair everywhere. I reached my hotel and there were loads of paparazzi waiting for us. Tom tried covering my face with his jacket as we were walking to the entrance. I didn't want to be seen right now. Not in the state that I was in.

Finally escaping the flashing lights and people screaming I could take a small breather. My boyfriend followed me to the elevator carrying my bag. We reached the fifth floor. As the elevator doors were opening I saw a face that made my smile fade in seconds.

-"Mom?"