The Wanted Fan-Fic

Chapter 1

NATHAN'S P.O.V.

I hear yelling going on around the house. We're in LA at the moment and managment have found a house where we're going to be staying for a month, while we record a reality T.V. show called 'The Wanted Life'. We've still got a few days before we start the show, so we're just having lazy days.

I turn to look at the clock and it is 1:30pm - time to get up. I get up and just slip some sweats over my boxers and go downstairs.

Siva's on the floor passed out from going to the bar. (I didn't go because I'm underage) I nearly tripped over Siva because he was passed out, right at the bottom of the stairs.

I strumbled into the kitchen to see Max hanging up the phone.

Me: What's going on?

Max: We can't find Jay anywhere! He was with us last night but no one's seen him since; he went off with some guy from the bar.

Max took a seat at the table and put his head in his hands.

Max: I was on the phone with the police before, they couldn't find him anywhere either. This is all my fault - he mutters.

I pat on the back.

Me: It ain't your fault.

He stays silent, so i whisper in his ear.

Me: Wanna do something to cheer you up?

He gives me a hopless look, suggesting that there is nothing I can do to cheer him up.

MAX'S P.O.V.

I give him a hopless look.

He points to Siva and then a bucket on the floor.

A simile spreads across my cheek as Nathan goes to fill up the bucket and then we make our way to Siva.....