Hysteria - muse fan fic.

Part 8: Bonjour!

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~*~Matts pov~*~

I love France and especially the coast! It's great here! There's markets cluttering the cobblestone streets pretty much every day, There's live music at every corner and the wine isn't too bad either.

So I got here, what? Two, three hours ago? I already feel as if I've been here years, it's so relaxed.

I walked into the local Cafe and got a coffee before walking out and onto the streets, the smell of the sea meeting me kindly.

~*~ Doms pov~*~

I walked over to Chris.

"Ello stranger!" I grinned, barely able to contain my excitement. I was clearly the only one out of the three of us that had wanted the band to get together. We'd not heard anything from Matt since Chris walked off and now I HAD found him, Chris looked as if he was about to feed me a bullet, His face was like thunder, cold and expressionless in a way yet his eyes seemed to pierce into mine. His normal relaxed and soft appearance was gone, replaced with a cold, professional look. I didn't like it. Much to my surprise, he didn't insult or murder me on the spot.

"Go away." Chris muttered and walked off, I stood there and watched him before scoffing.

"Woah, hang on there...." I snapped and ran after him, looking up slightly to his eyes. "Where are you going?!"

"Away from you."

"Why?!"

"I don't WANT to get the band back together. By talking to you, it'll lead to that."

"So you're not even going to try?"

No reply...

"FINE! Walk away. Again..." I grunted and left him be.

~*~Chris' pov~*~

I hated him right now. I was doing well in life WITHOUT music and then that drumming dick shows up. Of all the people in all the places...why him!?

I kept walking before turning back, the other men I'd met up with were gone. Shit. shit shit shit..... shit! I will lose my job if I didn't attend this meeting. This was all Doms fault! Now I had no job. Great! JUST GREAT! Could this day get any worse.

The text to inform me that I'd 'let the company down' and that I'd be paying for my own flight home came through around half an hour later... I swear I'll kill him.