My Musical Romance

Chapter 9

(I'm am so fucking sorry for updating this late holy shit sorry sorry sorry sorry. Also, this chapter sucks)

Chapter 9

(Basically, Honouris has been in hospital for two years.)

Alice’s POV

“She’s been gone for 2 years now. Is she back? No. We need a new bassist. There’s no point in waiting anymore.” Our manager said. True, we said she had 2 years but I was told that she was being checked out later that day.

“Well, I was going to save this as a surprise, but she’s coming home tonight. She might need to practice but she’s coming back.” I said with a smile. Nemi and Sadie looked at me with surprised eyes. I thought they’d be happy, but they just looked astonished.

“WHAT?” Jack, our manager, said. He looked pissed off, like he wanted her out. This pissed me right off.

“You know what? Fuck off Jack. Honouris is coming back and if you don’t fucking like it then you know where the door is. You may be our manager, but she is our bassist.” I said, as calmly as possible.

Jacks face was priceless; as shocked as could be. I shook, from anger or fear, I couldn’t tell. Walking up to me, his breath brushed my face.

“Fine. She can come back.”

*A few hours later*

A knock on the door stopped the band from playing. I looked at Nemi and Sadie, excitement buzzing in my veins.

The person knocked again, almost impatiently. I snapped out of my daze and bounded to the door.

The door swung open, revealing her. Honouris. Finally, she was back.

Her hair fell slightly in front of her eyes, and was a much healthier colour. Her face was happier, and her eyes held happiness. The clothes she wore were plain, and I assumed were from the hospital. Her piercings had no studs or rings in, which was probably the hospital as well.

She held her hand up when I tried to say something.

“Dude, before you say anything, I need to get changed. Give me like… ten minutes. I feel grotty. Are my clothes still in my case? I never got to unpack.”

Same old Honouris.

Honouris’ POV

I got changed into black skinnies and a loose shirt. I looked in the mirror for the first time since I… well, punched the mirror back in the hospital. They wouldn’t allow me to see a mirror, in case of a repeat of last time.

I had changed a lot. My body was healthier, my scars less noticeable, my face friendlier. Taking a breath, I walked out, back to the band.

The last time I was here, I was in the worst mental state. But now, I’ve never been better.

Franks POV

“Are you sure you’re okay Frank?” Gerard asked, obviously worried. He hadn’t stopped asking me since I got back, which was about a year ago. Sighing, I nodded, not wanting to speak.

I had just got the news that we were going on tour with The Romance Killers, to celebrate their bassists return. Whatever.

I got back a few months ago, a year after Honouris was put into intensive care. It’s like she had taken my heart with her.

If only I knew where she was… Surely she would be out by now? I could call up the hospital... but I didn’t want to sound desperate…

“Come on dude, we gotta practice for this tour.” Mikey ordered, lazily. Slowly, I stood, still slightly pissed from last night.

I swayed, grabbing Mikey for support. He sighed, and helped me walk to my guitar. God I hated this; relying on other people for support. But even I knew I wasn’t in a good mental state after coming back.

I needed to see Honouris, for the sake of the band.

Honouris’ POV

I was happy. 

For the first time since I met Frank, I was happy, ecstatic, in fact.

We were going on tour with My Chemical Romance! I would be able to meet more of my heroes, whilst playing bass with the people I considered my family.

“Honouris please stop fidgeting we’re like… 5 minutes away from the airport. CALM YO’ TITS WOMAN!” Alice playfully yelled at me.

“BUT DUDE We get to see MY CHEMICAL FREAKING ROMANCE! HOW CAN I BE CALM?! I COULD TOUCH GERARD WAY’S HAIR OR BE EATEN BY RAY’S FRO!!” I yelled in her ear, practically jumping out of my seat.

I had woken up at 6, just to get packed. Drinking coffee had woken me up, but it had also given me a huge amount of energy. Needless to say, I was buzzing! The excitement and caffeine were not a good mix…

Finally, we got to the airport. Once I was out of the car I started bouncing on my toes. We all walked into the airport together, and waited. And waited. And waited.

So. Much. Fucking. Waiting.

Then Alice, Sadie and Nemi gasped with happiness.

Slowly, I turned around. There they were, Ray, Mikey Gerard and… Frank.

I looked Frank up and down, and was shocked. He looked awful.

Should I go talk to him? Maybe not… He obviously wasn’t happy… I probably wouldn’t help.

As I thought this, Frank looked up. His gorgeous eyes met mine, surprise filling them quickly.

Without saying anything, I ran.

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