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It's been a month since the Arctic Monkeys left for their last leg of their tour and they are coming back in a week.

Clarabella has had many gigs since the guys left and honestly is having a great time. She calls Katie everyday, and Jamie every other day. Nick and Matt she has only spoken to a few times, and Alex none.

Her and Ryan made things official and her gigs are getting bigger by the minute. She also started writing a new song.

Her life was going how she was hoping she would, except one thing.

As she closed for one of her gigs, she looked at Ryan, who was standing at the back of the venue gleaming at her. She felt a sense of melancholy when she met eyes with him, he wanted her but she wanted someone else, someone who she couldn't have.

She walked backstage and Derek was standing there, waiting for her.
"Well done Clarabella, you're getting better." Derek said.
"Thanks." She replied blankly, she was getting sick of this management but she couldn't do anything about it, the contract couldn't be renewed for another two years.

She has been feeling like she is falling deeper and deeper into a rabbit hole and she can't get out, like she is stuck in the same dreadful situation and will break apart any minute. She has been feeling like this ever since her and Alex stopped talking.

While Clara was talking to Beth, one of her managers, she felt an arm snake around her waist and neck. She jumped with a fright as she wasn't expecting it and turned around as quick as she could.

"Ryan, what the fuck? You scared the shit out of me." Clara said, trying to catch her breath.
"Why are you such a pussy, who else would it be?" Ryan scoffed.
"I don't know who else it would be, that's why I got a fright." She rolled her eyes, walked into her dressing room and slammed herself onto the settee.

Ryan soon sat next to her, sipping on his fifth bottle of beer.
Suddenly, a beep came from Clara's phone. She opened it, thinking it would be Delilah or her friend from school, Madeline, but she was much more excited when she saw who it was actually from.

Text from: Katie.
Hey girl, boys are finished tour next week. When I come home we need to have another long night out. Miss you loads hun x.

Clara almost squealed with excitement.
"What's the matter with you then?" Ryan still seemed pissed off.
"Oh, nothing. It's just Katie and the boys are coming home from tour next week and we are meeting up then." She explained, eyes re-reading the message over and over again to make sure it was real and she wasn't hallucinating with the boredom of being lonely.

"Oh right, I'll see if I'm free." Ryan said nonchalantly.
"Sorry?" Clarabella thought she miss-heard him.
"Well, surely I'm invited. We are seeing each other, like a couple." He squinted his eyes at
"No we aren't Ryan, I've told you this already. We are just friends, and you're lucky to have that title of being my friend because of the way you treated me before. Also, you have been on loads of nights out and I didn't get an invite, what makes it different that I have to bring you everywhere I go?" She spat.

"What makes it different is that you're a girl. You don't know what creeps could be out there on a night out without a man to protect you. Also, you're only freshly seventeen, you shouldn't even be in pubs. You are lucky you look older than you are." He condescendingly laughed.

"So what? Yeah, I know I'm a woman, how does that make it any different Ryan? You're acting like you're a big tough guy when in reality, you got held back three years in school because you just couldn't fucking pass. Also, I don't need you to 'protect me' since Jamie, Matt and Nick will be there." She scowled.

"What the fuck did you just say? aren't you forgetting someone? Your fucking boyfriend Alex." Ryan spat as he got all in Clara's face. Which alarmed Clara.
Ryan was lucky that they were on the settee in Clarabella's dressing room since no one comes in there.