Nathan's Perspective
Nicholas Jay Smih. My new name. At least I get to keep my initials NJS.
Today is the day that I'm moving to the states. I don't know what I'm going to do there without the boys and my family. Am I just supposed to live the life of a normal twenty year old? Maybe even get a job?
But Melody. There is still unfinished business I wanted to take care of with her and now she will never know how I really ever felt about her. She thinks I'm dead. They all do. I wonder if she is in mourning or is glad that I'm gone.
I won't ever know.
In order to avoid the press and any person to find out that I'm still alive, I was taken through the back of the hospital and was put in a tinted window car that Dangerous Dave would be driving. He had asked me how I was taking everything but I didn't feel like talking.
I was taken to a private airport to board a private jet. It was all surreal and I wished I would wake up at any moment in the hospital to the boys surrounding me. Or I wish I could just call them up on my phone and tell them that I'm alive and what Big Kev is doing. But I can't do that. Big Kev gave me a new phone and made sure to block their numbers so I wouldn't be able to contact them or my family, not that I had time to remember their phone numbers by heart.
As the car pulls to a stop at the private airport, I let myself out of the car really slowly and pull a hood up over my head and put on my dark sunglasses. Big Kev is waiting for me patiently with my tickets and we head to the private plane.
"What about my stuff?" I asked Big Kev suddenly. For the past week I had made it my job to ignore everything Big Kev said and not try to engage in any kind of conversation with him. If my family wasn't involved in this I would probably fight to stay but I couldn't risk their lives.
"It might take awhile to send it to you. The boys might get suspicious if we get people to pack everything up. Melody has been staying in your room." Kev explained.
"She's staying in my room?" I asked even though he already told me. Does that mean she cares?
"She hasn't been taking your death well. None of them have." He said.
With that I take the money envelope Kev hands to me and a suitcase full of new clothes and board onto the plane. It was spacious and enough room to hold the band in. Except they aren't coming with me.
"Nathan." Big Kev says from behind me. I turn around and face him no matter how much I wish I could just disappear. "My number is in your phone incase you need any money or just need to get into contact with me."
I nod and say my good bye to Kev.
Once he steps off the plane I sit down and take out my new iphone and click onto twitter. Big Kev has insisted on deleting my account but I assured him that it was best to keep it up so fans could still click on my name and see my lasts tweets and I just wanted to keep tabs on the boys.
I click onto my mentions and every tweet to me was "R.I.P. Nathan" and "You will be missed." Even though my first job wasn't to be a part of the band, my fans were still a part of me and seeing them like this is horrible.
I go onto each of the boys accounts in turn.
"@SivaTheWanted: Nathan is like a brother to me and I will truly miss him. He will forever be in my heart. #RIPLilNath xx"
"@TomTheWanted: I will miss being late to interviews and concerts, but most of all I will miss Nathan. #RIPLilNath"
"@MaxTheWanted: The boy will be missed and his crazed vocal skills. He is still here in memory. #RIPLilNath"
"@JayTheWanted: Beer is the new Tea. Nathan if you are somehow seeing this. I love you, mate. #RIPLilNath :')"
"@TheWanted: We will miss our Lil Nathan. He will always be with us and will never be forgotten. We love you little brother."
My eyes started to burn but I didn't allow myself to cry. If only they could just know I'm still alive. They would understand and would probably even go live with me and keep quiet. Why can't they just know?
Most of all my mom would understand. She is probably heartbroken. It's not like she talks to the press anyways.
"Sir, you need to power down any electronics you have on you." A stewardess instructs me.
I nod my head in response, but before I shut off my phone I click on the button to compose a new tweet.
"@NathanTheWanted: Nathan loves all his fans, family, and friends and will never truly be gone."
I reread my tweet four times before I got the courage to hit send because once I did I could never take it back. Then I pressed it.
I knew I would get a lot of hell from Big Kev but I just had to let everyone know that they were always in my heart.
After turning off my phone I reclined my chair and shut my eyes for the long journey with my thoughts of my family, my band, and Melody.
Melody's Perspective
Today is Nathan's funeral. I study myself in his body length mirror. I wore a long black sheer skirt and a black top and black flats. My blonde hair looked stringy as it feel down my shoulders and my light blue eyes seemed dead.
I haven't been myself since Nathan died, none of us have.
I've been grateful since Siva, Tom, Jay, and Max let me stay with them. If they hadn't, then I would probably be on the streets.
"Are you ready?" Jay asked from the open door. His curls were extra curly and he wore a black suit.
"Yea," I said as I looked at him through the mirror. I took his hand and walked with him into the living room where the other boys were settled. Every since Nathan's death was declared I had settled myself closer to Jay but only in a friend kind of way.
I was hard because in the magazines and on the internet it said Nathan died from alcohol poisoning, but all the fans should know that Nathan would never allow himself to get drunk, at least that's what the boys tell me.
We make our way down to the limo after awhile and many fans are outside waiting with flowers and gifts which they shower the boys with. None of the fans ask for pictures out of respect. As they greet many of their fans I get into the limo.
The ceremony will be a closed casket and reserved for only family and friends, so no fans will be present which is for the best.
Once everyone piles in the limo, we start on our way.
"What the hell?" Max mumbled after ten minutes of silence in the car. I looked up at him and see him on his phone.
"What is it?" Tom asked.
"Nathan's twitter." Max said.
"What about it?" Siva wondered, trying to look at his phone.
"Someone tweeted on it." Max said. "I thought our accounts were inaccessible to others."
"Wait what?" Big Kev asked as he took Max's phone a looked at the tweet.
Shouldn't Kev know if someone tweeted from Nathan's twitter? Why is he so surprised? Maybe I'm just thinking to much into things.
"Oh," Kev said suddenly with his eyebrows furrowed, "I forgot that I tweeted from his account." He chuckled nervously and took out his own phone which he started typing into furiously.
I leaned into Jay and whispered in his ear, "Don't you think Kev is acting weird?"
"It's probably nothing," Jay said sadly.
I nodded my head in response and waited until we arrived to the funeral.
A/N: Obviously I love Jay and Jaythan. ehe. Sorry if this chapter isn't that good...
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