The Say I Can't Last A Day In The Real World (Asking Alexandria fan fiction)

When Every Day's The Weekend Part3

When Every Day’s The Weekend Part3

“I’m going out I don’t know when I’ll be back!” I shouted up the stairs.

“Whatever!” I heard my brother shout back. “Just ring if you’re stayin out all night.”

I’d been living back at home for less than a week and they were already driving me insane, well more than I was already ha-ha. My brother has two moods he’s either over the protective older brother or he doesn’t care less. My sister on the other hand makes it clear I’m not wanted here. Mum and dad are just as I thought they would be.

I’ve been trying to avoid them all as much as I possibly can so I’ve been staying out most nights just walking; I think it’s fair to say that the sleepless nights are taking the toll on me, I look like shit.

Mum hates my tattoos, piercings, my hair, oh and everything else I like about myself. Who knew living at home could be so much fun? I haven’t heard from Emma or anyone since last Saturday which sucks, I though once she’d had time to cool down things could start to be okay again, I guess not. I’m pretty sure the guys from Asking Alexandria have gone back to America by now; I’d give anything to see them again everything was just so easy with them.

*3rd Person P.O.V*

After a few hours of pointless walking Keah eventually found a small CD shop which took her interest. Although the shop was quite small and rather out of the way it was filled with various customers much to Keah’s surprise. The shop seemed to stock both 80s rock and heavy metal music but not a lot else.

“Can I help you with anything?” The girl standing at the till asked as Keah browsed the shop.

“Oh no I’m just looking at the moment.” Keah replied.

“Just let me know if there’s anything you need.” The girl smiled before going back to reading her magazine.

It wasn’t long until Keah had a hand full of different albums, the shop gradually got quieter the longer she spent in there. Keah made her way to the till but being her usual clumsy self she managed to walk into someone dropping everything all over the floor.

“Oh shit I’m so sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Keah apologised trying to pick the CDs up off the floor.

“It’s my fault I wasn’t looking either.” The person chuckled slightly, Keah recognised the voice immediately. “Here let me give you a hand.”

“Wait, Cameron?” Keah questioned.

“It’s Keah right?” Cameron asked. “I thought I recognised you.”

“Yeah that’s me. I thought you guys would have been back in America by now?” She smiled as he helped her pick everything up.

“We’re leaving tomorrow. How have you been anyway?”

“Oh fair enough and well I’ve been better. How have you been since the last time I saw you ha-ha?”

“In what way, like is that girl still not talking to you? Because I’m sure you guys can fix it. I’ve been good thanks though to be honest I can’t wait to be back in America.”  Cameron said handing Keah the last of the CDs.

“I don’t think we can fix it. She kicked me out so I’m living back with my parents, why do I always fuck up anything good in my life!” Keah sighed trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall, though she didn’t know why.

“Hey don’t cry, why don’t you come back with me for a bit? Everyone would love to see you again especially Ben.” Cameron smiled as they walked to the till.