Oliver’s Point of View
“Thank you, we’ll see you all next time!” I yelled into the microphone and then ran off stage with the rest of the guy’s right behind me. “Awesome show.” Matty said to everyone. “Who wants to go out to a bar?” Jona asked and everyone began to agree with him. “Are you going Oli?” Lee asked me and I shook my head. “Nah, I think I’m going to hang back tonight.” I said and they all just looked at me. “You hang back every night after a show mate.” Jona said in a rude tone. “Sorry I have a daughter and a girlfriend back home and I promised to talk to them as much as possible, and I intend on keeping that promise.” I snapped then walked away and back to the bus. I managed to dodge the crowds, as much as I love my fans I’m not in the mood to be bombarded with people at the moment. I got onto the bus and the driver wasn’t there, thank god, no people. I walked over to the kitchen area and pulled out a bottle of vodka, I poured a tiny amount into a shot glass and downed the drink; it burned as it went down but it felt good. I out the bottle away and sat down on the couch after grabbing my laptop from my bunk. I opened it and clicked on the Skype icon. I clicked on her name and waited while it was ringing. It’s only six at night here so it’s only like eleven over there. It finally stopped ringing and her beautiful face appeared on my screen. “Ello Love.” I said with a smile and she bent down and appeared back on the screen with Scarlett in her arms. “Hey Babe, little babe says hello as well.” she said with a grin plastered to her face. “How’s everything back home?” I asked and the smile left her face for a split second before it was back. “It’s good, work is going good too.” She said and I sighed. “Babe, what’s wrong?” I asked and she set Scarlett down, probably back in her play pen. “Oli, I can’t do this, it’s too hard.” She said. “Can’t do what?” I asked and my heartbeat increased, if she thought we couldn’t stay together while I’m on tour then she’s wrong. “Being here alone, it’s so hard trying to balance work and take care of Scarlett and keep the house clean. I don’t know how much longer I can do this for.” She said and wiped away a tear that was about to fall. “Love, I will be home before you know it and everything will get better.” I said, almost in a whisper. “Oli, once you get home I’ll try to be home more and help out a lot more, I see how hard it is now and I feel horrible about not being more of a help the past few months.” She said and I shook my head. “Babe, it’s fine, you have work and you’re tired when you get home. I’m fine, really.” I said to reassure her. “Okay, well I’m going to go to bed now and get Scarlett to sleep if I’m lucky, she hasn’t been sleeping lately.” She yawned midsentence. “Alright, goodnight girls, I love you both so much.” I said and she smiled. “I love you too Oli, goodnight.” She held up Scarlett up to the camera so I could say goodnight before she ended our call. God I miss her.
I was sitting on the couch and scrolling through some random website on my computer when I heard voices outside of the bus, the guys must be back. The door swung open and four guys stumbled into the bus and the smell of alcohol immediately filled the air. “You missed one hell of a party.” Jona slurred and I just rolled my eyes and picked up my laptop and went into the back room. I shut and locked the door behind me so I wouldn’t be disturbed by the drunken idiots. This was a nightly occurrence; after a show they would go out to a bar and I would stay home and call Abby and when they came back drunk I went into the back lounge for some peace and quiet. I wonder if Abby has found any of my other notes yet, probably not. I left them all over the house; so maybe if she’s having a bad day she’ll find one and it may lighten her mood a bit. I’m nervous for her to listen to the new album, she says she hasn’t gotten a chance to buy it yet; little does she know I bought one for her but I left it in my apartment. I don’t know if she’ll like it, and what if she is offended by some of the songs? I did write some of them while we weren’t dating and I was sort of depressed and a few I wrote once we got back together. I just hope she likes it; her opinion is the only one that matters to me.
