Touring With The Strokes (editing + updating)

Just like that, the glass shatters

Julians pov:

So, what are your plans for the wedding?" Gia asks, as we're gathered around a table at dinner.

"Not sure yet. We have a lot to deal with, and you need to come dress shopping with me." Summer explains.

"Of course. So, let me see your ring." Gia asks, as she takes Summers hand and examines the ring again.

"It's beautiful. I'm so happy for the two of you, I can't explain." Gia exclaims.

Watching Gia look at her friends wedding ring makes me anxious. I mean, I really love Gia, but I don't think I'm ready for that big of a commitment. Gia looks inspired and ready for something like marriage. But I have The Strokes, which I've poured my heart and soul into, and I'm not ready to stop supporting it with two hands.

Gia's pov:

I'm looking at Summers wedding ring and I feel sad. I'm looking forward to a future with Julian. I really love him, and I'm so happy that this drama is done with and we can be a couple. But part of me feels scared too, like at any moment something is going to happen to our relationship, like we're on glass, waiting for it to shatter.

"I wanna help you plan." I explain to Summer, as Julian wraps his arms around me.

After our dinner, Julian and I went back to his and Albert's place.

"No Albert tonight?" I questioned, as Julian unlocked the door, throwing his keys on the couch.

"Nope." He said, giving me a smirk, "just us tonight," he explained, his eyes still on me.

I grabbed his hand. "Can we just talk, quick?"

"Alright," he said, walking over to the kitchen to get a drink.

"Just sit. It's not bad." I said, chuckling a bit.

He comes back and sits down before bringing a glass of whisky to his lips, before sitting it down on the table.

"What babe?" He asks.

"I just wanna know things." I explain.

"We've been friends for forever. What else do you want to know?" He questioned.

It was true. I knew Julian the longest because at Dwight we met in math class, well, the few times he'd been there. Then I met Nikolai, and the rest came.

I also knew about his family situation because I had asked about why he never went home, or why he always drank. His family situation wasn't great, but I understood because I had a similar situation. My parents divorced when I was 13, and my dad slowly moved out of the picture. It was hard.

"I wanna know what you're thinking. About the future." I asked.

"Well...."

He seemed stuck, like he didn't know what to say.

"Like what do you want? Where do I fit in with your life? I mean, I know we've been dating for about a day, but I really love you."

"I love you too Gia, but if the future is marriage for us, then I'm not ready for that. I have the band right now." He explained, finishing up his drink, and getting up to get another.

I understood where he was coming from, but I was just curious on what he thought about our relationship.

"Are you going to have the band forever? Is everyone in the band just not gonna have future?" I questioned, a bit annoyed.

He looked at me, upset. He furrowed his eyebrows, thinking.

"No. Thats not what I'm saying. I'm saying is that right now, everyone is dedicated to the band. I worked especially hard for it and where we are now." Julian explains.

"Julian I know, trust me." I say.

He seemed anxious, as he chugged his drink faster now.

"I just don't want to be just your girlfriend forever." I say, shyly.

"I know! But right now I don't want any distraction-

I looked at him in shock.

"I don't mean it like that-

"Yes you did, Julian! You think I'm just a distraction?" I exclaim, shouting as tears formed.

You think he'd have a little decency to be appreciative of me being here, after all the crap we went through to become a couple.

"Babe." He slurs, his eyes going soft. "No, I don't. It just came out wrong. You're not a distraction, I just need to-"

Tears were forming quickly and all I wanted to do was leave.

"Julian, I'll talk to you later, I need to leave." I say, rushing towards the door.

"Gia please." Julian stumbled towards me, wrapping his hands around my torso. "Please stay." he breathed into me.

"I can't, Julian." I say, as tears fall from my eyes.

"Please don't leave me. I need you." Julian explained, burying his face into my chest.

I ran my hands through his soft, greasy hair, as he looked up at me with his soft puppy dog eyes.

"You make this so hard, please Julian." I beg.

He slams his hand into the wall.

"If you want to leave then leave! I'm sick of asking people to stay!"

"Julian please! I'm not leaving forever. I just want to go home and think." I said, scared, and unaware of Julians motives.

He opened the door, "Just leave."

"Julian-

"Gia, if you want to go, then go."

I walked out of the door, completely upset. I should've just enjoyed being there with Julian instead of fighting everything.

I'll just talk to him later.