Chapter 2

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Riley's POV:
Emily and I just arrived at the concert. We find our seats (front row!) and shortly after we sit down, the show starts.
'Ladies and gentlemen, here they are.... It's lost and found music studios!' The name rings a bell, where have I heard it before? Was it J... No it can't be... My worst nightmare comes true as they begin to play a song that's too familiar for me... Song for Riley.

Michelle's POV:
I walk down the street, hoping to see Ryan, my boyfriend. As I walk, my hands fall to my shrinking bump, where our baby was growing. I miss having her inside me, I miss feeling her kicks. Why did we have to lose her? I notice Ryan on the other side of the street and I'm about to walk over to him, when I see him walk over to a girl. I watch, confused as he leans in and... Kisses her. After everything we've been through - losing our baby, he does that to me. I walk over to them, tears falling down my face.
'RYAN WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!' I scream.
'Michelle, I...'
'I don't want to here it.' Now that he's pulled away , I can see the girl's face. 'BETH? You've got a habit of kissing other people's boyfriends! You slut!' I shout and run away.

Riley's POV:
I'm about to leave when the band decide to pull a girl on stage and of course they choose me. I try to walk away but Theo practically drags me on stage. I reluctantly stand next to him and look at Emily for help. All of a sudden, the drums stop and as I turn around, I see James picking up his drumsticks off the floor.

James POV:
I try to carry on playing but it's impossible when Riley is stood right there. The fact that we're playing the song we wrote for her makes it ten times worse. As soon as the song finishes, she runs off the stage and out of the arena.
'Riley!' I shout. I notice a blonde in the front row get up and run after her and instantly know it's Emily.

Michelle's POV:
It's late at night but I'm still walking. The streets are dark, with only the moon as a source of light. It begins to rain but I carry on walking, not knowing where my legs are taking me. Eventually, I get tired and I break down in the street. I feel drops of water running down my face and I can't work out if it's tears or rain. Suddenly, I feel a pair of arms wrap round me and I look up to see a face I never thought I'd see again...

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