Bella's POV
"Bus sweet Bus," I said as I walked onto our tour bus.
"Bella!" Avi exclaimed and pulled me into his arms.
"You're giving that Can't Breathe Love, lumberjack." I laughed and he followed suit. He squeezed me tighter before letting me go.
"It's been less annoying with out you here." He joked and I flipped him off.
"Rude," He pointed out.
"Bella's back!" Mitch squealed and hugged me.
"Hey, Michelle." I said and hugged him back.
"Where's the rest?" I asked Avi.
"Kevin's getting his cello, Kirstie is out with Jeremy, and Scott went to StarBucks," He explained and I nodded.
"We've all missed you, Bells." Mitch said and leaned his head on my shoulder.
"He's missed you especially," Avi giggled and Mitch shrugged.
"What can I say? I love her!" He smiled and hugged me tight.
"Love you too, hunty. Now, relax or Avi will do something." I laughed and he let go of me, but wrapped his arm around my waist.
"So, are you okay?" Avi asked.
"I mean, I'm not great, but I'm not awful." I told him and he frowned.
"I'm sorry, Bells." Mitch frowned.
I shrugged and pulled out my phone. I scrolled through twitter to see nice messages from Pentaholics and smiled at all of them.
"PTX fans are my everything," I grinned.
"By Ariana Grande?" Avi joked and I nodded.
Mitch's POV
As Bella, Avi and I were talking, my mind was going crazy. What if I lose her again? What if I'll never get to love her the way Scott did? What if she'll try to kill herself again? She can't do that. She wouldn't, would she?
My thoughts were broken by a phone going off in my pocket. I looked down to see a text from Scott.
scottland: are you with bella?
me: yeah, why?
scottland: i feel guilty.
me: scott, it's not you. she freaked out, okay? marcus is out of jail, and she feels unsafe.
scottland: i want her to feel safe again...
me: me too scott. me too.
scottland: i fucked up.
me: i'd say you did.
scottland: thanks, mitch.
me: i'm joking. you did mess up, but what she did had nothing to do with you. you couldn't have stopped it because it was her. her mind. her body doing it, not you.
scottland: what do i do?
me: just try and talk to her.
scottland: i'll text her, i guess.
me: no, you better talk to her in person. be a man, scooter.
scottland: okay, i'll text her and tell her to meet me at starbucks.
me: okay, good luck scottie. love you
scottland: love you, too<3
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Fanfic"I'm not going," I said to Ashleigh. "Bella, yes you are. I know you have no interest in seeing Mitch, but you should atleast take a chance. It's not like he'll see you in the crowd." She explained. "I swear if he does I'll slit my wrists more than...
