Worthless (Matt Tuck fanfic)

Back To Normal?

"Thanks for tuning in guys, subscribe for more on your favourite bands and as always, we'll catch you in the pit!"

The camera that me and the rest of Roses Bleed Blue were currently sat in front of was finally switched off for the moment, as us and the interviewer took a small,  two minute break. We had been called in for a last minute press session for a small channel on YouTube, meaning I'd had to push back today's boring and average grocery shopping for later on. Hey, even people like us need food in our kitchen cupboards.

"Ah, even on our days off, we don't get a day off!" Myles joked. The interviewer, who's name was Cathy, laughed with him at his comment before continuing.

"Ok so this is the last thing for today, I promise. I'm not gonna be on camera for this but all you've got to do is pick some bits of paper from this box and answer with who each thing applies to the most. So for example, one might say 'the messiest eater' and you all just decide on the most fitting person." As she explained the rules, she waked a few steps from the camera to collect a small plastic box from a table.

Once she'd handed us the box, she settled herself on a chair next to the cameraman and within the following minute, we found ourselves ready to film again.

"Hi! We're Roses Bleed Blue, I'm Crystal, and this is Myles, Jay, Jack and Dylan and this is our game of 'who is'," I introduced, then held out the box for someone to take the first go. Jack went first, looking at the paper and smiling before reading it out. "Who is the loudest snorer on tour?"

"Oh definitely Dylan!" Jay exclaimed almost instantly. I laughed as the others quickly nodded their heads in agreement.

"Uh, who is the one with the weirdest/most random eating habits?" Jay read out next.

"I'd say Crystal because she practically just lives off of fries and Oreo milkshakes," Myles said.

"That's not true!" I shot back, frowning but throwing him a smirk.

"It fucking is! What was it you were drinking before we started filming? And also when you woke up this morning?" Jack interjected. I hate to say it, but they had a point.

"Ok. Mine is 'who drinks the most on tour'?" I grinned, knowing the answer would probably be me again.

"Are we talking about on a single night out or just in general?" Dylan asked.

"Either way, it's probably a tie between Crystal and Jay," Jack answered. The boys hummed and nodded as more questions were read out.

We soon wrapped up the video, with the last question being 'who is most likely to hook up with a member of a band we'd tour with'. Oh how ironic. Myles and Jay had then given me suggestive looks once the camera had been switched off. I rolled my eyes and stood up just as Cathy came over to thank us all for coming down on such short notice.

I threw her a quick smile then went on my way to collect my bag from the side of the room. I swung it onto my shoulder and pulled out my phone to check the time. Just gone half past two. I frowned as I saw no messages or calls displayed on the screen also. Usually I had one or two from the odd friend. Don't lie, you're thinking about him again. I sighed as I deemed the voice in my head correct. It had only been two days since I last saw him, and I could understand that he'd need space after what happened, but Matt would usually send me a text at the least, to just tell me he was Ok.

"Oi, Crystal! Are we going anytime soon or what?" Jays voice knocked me back to reality.

"Yeah, sorry!" With another glance at my phone, paired with a quick sigh, I locked it and slid it into my back pocket as I joined my band members.