She Brung Me The Horizon

Chapter 14: Follow You

I haven't updated this story in a while. And this doesn't even really count as an update does it, since all I really did was delete a lot of words and rewrite some?

The reason I haven't been updating this story is because I was unhappy with how I wrote it and it embarrassed me that I strayed away from my writing technique just to try and it make it more interesting and I felt stupid for doing so. That's why I've been hiding over in my other story and only updating there. I'm not going to do that again.

This story was a comfort for me and I'm not leaving it again no matter how long it takes me to update.

We've missed you.

Please forgive me for what I've changed, it is far different than what I had written before. But this is how I want it to be.

And now, enjoy reading the NEW version of this chapter that I APPROVE OF while listening to 'Follow You' by my babes BMTH. (That's The Spirit)((((((((((((:

11.23.15

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"You what?"

"I can't help who I like!" Autumn desperately exclaims.

"And I can't help that I like you." I emptily reply.

Autumn~

I woke up this morning in a new state.

As I rose from the couch, surveying my surroundings, I found myself in an empty parked tourbus.

Well, I thought it was empty.

"Look who's up," Jordan says cheerfully, emerging from the hallway and going into the kitchen. He wore long sweatpants and a tight fitting sleeved shirt that outlined his arm muscles; dressed as if he had just rolled out of his bunk.

Today was the bands' off day off and I guess that meant get up and leave us stranded. Though, I wasn't sure if the other bands had their buses stationed nearby.

"Where did everyone go?" I question, looking around to see that the bus looked remotely clean. That was a first I've witnessed the bus slightly cleaned up, the bus was always beyond lived in. But that makes complete sense since they've been on tour for months.

"Uhm," Jordan grabbed a yellow sticky note that had been stuck to the fridge and read aloud, "'Went with everyone else to pick up food, be back whenever. Don't wait up.'" Jordan then shrugged and tossed the note in the nearby trash, then tugging the fridge door open.

"Oh," I think to myself, remaining where I stand in the living room.

Why they had forgot to include Jordan and I in their group outing was obvious to me. And Oliver.

Did Oliver do this on purpose so that I could be with just Jordan? So I could tell Jordan how I really feel?

I couldn't tell if that was generosity or some sort of punishment but I knew that Oli really wasn't making this easy.

I hesitantly make my way to the kitchen, watching as Jordan pulled out a gallon of milk from the fridge door to prepare himself cereal.