Lost and Found(A Sleeping with Sirens Fanfic)

Prologue

A/N: This is my first story so try not to be too harsh on me! :) 

KELLIN P.O.V *9 hours earlier*

"Look this way!" I heard Gabe yelled over the screaming girls. "It's clear over there!" He shoved his way past the angry girls with me and the rest of the band following, trying to avoid suffocation. We found our way to the parking lot, which we had parked our tour bus at, along with 50 other bands who were there.

"I don't see the bus, do you?!" Justin questioned, as his eyes searched the perimeter. "Here let's just jump on this bus!" He pointed to the closest bus toward us. It was black white with the letters BMTH painted on the side. Gabe yanked the door open, and we all rushed in, leaving the mob behind.

"What in the hell is going on?" a British voice exited the mouth of a man lying on sofa with his feet propped up on the arm, but losing the posture as he quickly jumped up. The man was roughly six feet tall (just look on the Brightside, you're roughly six feet tall hehe) with dark brown hair to match his dark brown eyes. I've seen this man somewhere, but I just couldn't quite remember where. There were four other guys on the bus: one at the kitchen table, two on the couch, and another one on the floor. All five sets of eyes were locked on our faces, waiting for some sort of explanation.

"Uhh, he-y guys?" I said, but it came out more of a question. "Well, we kind of have an angry mob after us, and we couldn't find our bus, so we jumped on the closest bus near us." Their eyebrows shifted signaling to elaborate. "It's a long story, but anyways I'm K-" I was interrupted by the man who was once lying on the sofa.

"-Kellin Quinn. I know who you are" His eyes locked on mine then made their way on the rest of the band. "And this must be Sleeping with Sirens." He held out his fully tatted hand his to shake. "I'm Oliver Sykes, but you can call me Oli and we're Bring Me The Horizon" He said then introduced the four other guys: Matt, Jordan, Lee, and Mattew. After we both gave our introductions, Oli invited us to chill with them, until the mob dispersed. We went into the living room and rested our worn out bodies on the couches provided and talked with BMTH for a little while.

"So, how about that long story mate?" Oli asked.

"To be honest, I'm not quite sure what happened. The crew just finished setting up the set when we walked out. I barely got to say a word, before everyone started to go wild. They started climbing on the stage and running after us. I'm not sure what happened to the security guards, they must of gotten past them. At first I thought it was fans just going crazy, but I could see the hatred in their eyes. They started screaming things like 'What kind of man are you?!', 'How could you do that to Katelynne?!' 'Asshole!' I really wish someone would explain to me what the hell is going on." I said with a defeat tone.

All of the guys looked shocked, besides Oliver. He looked like he was thinking about something. He got up in started shuffling through his mail in a box on the kitchen table. He pulled out an alternative press magazine.

"Might this have something to do with this? Turn to the feature on page 23." Oliver demanded as he handled me the magazine.

I scanned through the pages until I reached number 23. It was a story about me. How come I didn't know about this? I looked at the picture and my eyes widen. It was a picture that looked like I was hitting Katelynne. The headline read: "The Real Reason for the Divorce".

"This is a bunch of bullshit! I would never hurt Katelynne!"

"Just keep reading". Oliver demanded

I read through the pages. The story went on to talk about how Katelynne must have been tired of me 'beating' her so she finally got a divorce. As I read I came across another picture. It was me and some girl at the beach together. I looked really young. This picture couldn't have been recent. I examined the girls face a little better. I realized that it was my ex-girlfriend. This picture was taken years ago. I haven't talked her in five years. The captain read "He beats and he cheats, this is not looking too good for Mr. Rockstar."

I slammed the magazine shut and stood up. I was beyond furious. Why would someone make up these lies about me? Who would do that?

"It's all lies! I never laid a hand on Katelynn and I never cheated on her! I loved her!"

Justin got up and grabbed the magazine from the table. He flipped to the pages. "Hey isn't that--?"

"Yes, it is. That picture was taken five years ago! Look at how young I am, how could someone believe that it's recent. How could my fans believe this?"

"Hey just calm down, I'm sure if we just clear this up with the press everything will be back to normal" Nick said. "We will go straight to the press when the mob goes away. For right now, we are just going to have to stay here." He looked at Oli to make sure that it was okay. Oliver nodded.

I sat back down and took a deep breath. "I hope so".

"What happened with Katelynne anyways? Why did you guys get a divorce?" Matt asked.

Oli, went to speak but I stopped him. "It's nothing, nothing happened. Katelynne just needed to have her space. Any ways, let's change the subject?" I asked, feeling annoyed with the topic.

"Anyways, how's the music industry. Any new albums?" Justin asked, taking on my request.

We talked about music and our lives. Turns out, we are not as different as I expected, it was like we already knew each other. "...Yeah, that song wa-" Oliver was interrupted by Jordan. "Guys, shut up, listen". Everyone quickly stopped talking, and listened. It sounded like there was someone outside. "You guys hear that?" 

"Someone must be fucking around out there. I'll go check it out". Oli got up and traveled to the door to find out who awaits behind it. He opened it to find a girl at the bottom of the steps crying. "Hey mate, get over here." Oli whisper, motioning me to come over.

It's her. My ex-girlfriend from the magazine. Callie.