**** Nate's POV
Next morning came again and we will record the last three songs from our latest album, Fore Sights.. Pretty weird right? But, it was fucking awesome... Bad thing is that Jack was not here and Andrew was getting angry about it... The tweet last night was my joke, I am getting angry at Jack too for lying and leaving without knowing us first.
I came with Andrew to the doctors and checked on my condition. I need to take treatments and drink the meds doctor Thomas gave me. If my condition gets worse, I may get into komo, Esperanto term for coma or I will be blind for sure.
Jack posted again in Twitter and Instagram about his show last night and I was getting even more when I see a photo of him and the band.
@andrewdost Jack Antonoff!!! You suck!
"Geez Dost. Why don't you stop fucking Jack? I mean, he was happy now. Maybe we don't need him anymore."
"I don't know. Maybe he comes back and kneel in front of you and the gang."
"You're right. So, where we go next?"
"Talk to Steve about our first show."
"Make it sure it's local Andrew."
"Don't worry Nate. We stay America and when you rise again, go international!"
"Great!"
We headed to Steve and talked about our first show then breakfast at the same place we went over days ago... Chat then leave.
When we reached outside the place, we saw Evan and Mikey from Jack's band... Andrew was getting curious why those two are here when Jack said they were on tour.
**** Mikey's POV
"Dude! This is a pic coming from Google! I'm sure Nate and Andrew will seriously kick Jack out of the band." Evan said.
He was right in the same way because Jack just went to Europe just to hide from their responsibility on Nate.. Why Andrew? He didn't leave Nate alone in his place here in New York.. There was something wrong with Nate for sure.
We were in front of a pancake house, and those two boys from fun. were outside their cars, they seen us and we too for sure so they went over to us and pulled for hugs.
"Hey Mikey! Hey Evan!" Nate shouted. He was bringing a bottle of water and Andrew wrapped his arms around his shoulder.
"Hey Nate, Andrew!"
"What are you guys doing here anyway? I thought you were having a fucking show there in Europe."
"Ah.... What? Who said that?"
"Jack."
Yeah right, don't get us into trouble this time Jack. I know our band was on break and you should start making your fun. album once again.
"Any band member has a nice voice?"
"Hmmm... I can do this shit!"
"Great!"
"Yeah, we're going to invite you in our local tour as an opening act. In some dates only... agree?" Andrew smiled while Nate started to laugh...
What am I gonna do with Jack? Well, I don't care... It was his problem anyway.
"Sure! Why not Nate? Andrew?"
"Hell yes! This is going to be the best local tour ever!" Evan chuckled
"Yeah... So, we better go now. We still have to record for our new album. Don't worry, your frontman was given a fucking credit for this shit."
Those two went over to their car and started to leave while Evan and I were still sitting on the bench in front of the house. I decided to open my Twitter account and see what Jack had posted about this crazy lie... fucking shit he didn't tell us about this or maybe he had gigs on his own there in Europe.
What a crazy gig here in Europe! Can't wait for the next! Thank you Paris!
What the fuck is he doing there in the first place?!? He must be here in New York and tour with his family, not starting his own solo career there... I'm sure Lena doesn't know about this. I closed Twitter and opened my contacts to call Lena and ask if she knows about these gigs. Finally, she called first before I called her.
Hey Mikey! Is Jack there in your place? - Lena
Ah... Nope. You don't know that he's in Europe right now? - Me
What the fuck is he doing there? He must be with Pornstache Daddy and Hammer Hand Daddy.
Wait, what? I thought...
I don't know about this shit Mikey and he is so dead when he comes back.
He will kneel before Nate and Andrew also.
That's nice... Do you know the good news?
What good news?
Nate's gonna be a Pornstache Daddy... His girlfriend was pregnant and I think Nate doesn't know about this ass. Anyways, I gotta go and update me on that motherfucker...
Okay then.
**** Rachel's POV
Charlotte and I had some work to do but I was always at her side and she needs rest too for their baby. Well, even do I am Nate's ex-girlfriend, I still have care for Charlotte... Besides, we are friends and I don't mind my past to her and the fact that Nate's gonna be a dad, I was way too happy for both of them... Well, how about me and Nattie? Are we going to have one too? Someday.
It was already 5:00 PM here and we are done. We went over to a resto and ate some food... There was a intermission number, song number here and I didn't know that it was Jack who was in front of me and Charlotte, getting ready with his guitar.. He is so dead in my sight.
"Jack Antonoff!" I shouted and the people inside the place started staring at me and Jack.
"What the?!? Hi Rachel! Hi Charlotte!"
"What are you doing here? You should be in New York with Nate Ruess and Andrew Dost!"
"I hate that place Rachel!"
"Wow! You just escaped from your responsibility eh? You look like a 5 year old kid this time! And, you are going home with us tomorrow in America!" I pulled Jack off the stage and brought him home. His car was outside so Charlotte grab those and drive. We went first to his hotel and grabbed his things, including his guitar then headed to our apartment with Charlotte.
"What the fuck Rachel?!?"
"The guys are on tour and you should join."
"They won't let me join in their tour." He snapped.
"Shut up Jack and join them!"
I pissed off at Jack and started to pack.. Charlotte was done packing her things and getting ready for the great news when she we come back in New York.
