Warped Tour had officially ended, the last of the the tents went down and nearly everything had been put away, well except the alcohol. The sun had begun to set along the horizon, turning the clouds an orange with the sky as a bright pink. Mike, Jaime and Vic had Tony doing god knows what, so I was on my own for now. So many familiar faces of bands walked past me. There were so many things that I want to say but, I didn't want to be that type of crazed fan girl making them think that I had managed to stay behind or even a groupie.
I slowly made my way towards quiet part of the grounds. Cans, wrappers and cigarette buds littered the black pavement that was still radiating heat from the sun beating down on it all day long. I took a deep breath and sat down, relieved that I had a moment to collect myself from today. The sky was beginning to turn a light purple, fading into a bright orange-pink, over the tree line of San Diego. I sat down, crossing my legs in a pretzel style and closed my eyes, collecting my thoughts that have been rolling around all day. I haven't heard anything from Kendra or Sage all day, that was beginning to get to me. What if they were angry with me for not staying the night at the apartment? Or go mattress shopping? I was completely caught off guard with what had happened last night, I never thought I would see Tony again or even come to the last night of Warped Tour.
My thoughts were torn apart when I felt a hand touch my shoulder, causing me to jerk slightly. I snapped my head in the direction of the hand, only to see someone I'd never expect to see, smiling down at me. Oli Sykes. Fucking Oli Sykes.
"What are you doing over here love? We starting the party." Oli spoke, smiled, showing me his near perfect teeth as he crouched down to my level.
"I just wanted to clear my head a little. But, thanks for checking on me. I'm a pretty big fan of your music." I said, heat covering my cheeks.
"Well thank you. I appreciate that. If you don't mind me asking but, how did you manage to stay behind?" Oli asked.
"Oh um. I'm with Pierce the Veil. Tony had invited me to stay for the party. We met in Philly and I saw him again last night by surprise, and he wanted me to see him perform again." I rambled on slightly too long.
"Oh so you're Imogen? Tony had told me a bit about you, you're just as beautiful as he had described." Oli smiled and sat next to me.
"It seems that he told everyone something about me." I said, my cheeks turning a bright red. "We only met once and talked, after that we lost contact. We never exchanged numbers. I'm just a little confused on why would tell everyone about me." My voice slowly began to fade out.
"Well with a girl as lovely as you are, who wouldn't talk about you. But from what I heard, Tony seems to fancy you a bit. With his previous relationships, they never ended good and it ended with him having the broken heart. He thinks you're different than everyone else though. Quite honestly, I wouldn't take that for granted. Coming from Jaime, he's never like this with other girls." He spoke, looking off at the horizon.
What Oli had said, struck me deep. I'd never expect what Tony had been through, he such a sweetheart. What kind of girl could hurt someone like that? They have to be the spawn of the devil to do such a thing, I can't even comprehend it. But really, should I trust Tony? He could just throw me away when he's done with me, after mending his broken heart. But that had become a normal feeling for me. My family would do something similar, if something were to go wrong they would involve me. But still somehow keep me in the dark place they always had me. Expect for my brother Daniel. He would be there for me when he could, which was very rare. I'm so numbed to being the one that always faces the pain...
"Hey, there you are. I was looking for you." Tony's voice rang though my mind, shattering all my negative thoughts. I quickly turn my head to the left, where Oli was sitting, only to see Tony.
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How You've Changed Me
FanfictionImogen Kyler is not your typical girl, she has a dark past, trouble with her parents, ex-boyfriends and high school. She has scars on her arms and legs from the use of a razor blade to release the pain, sometimes in attempt to end her life. One summ...