Broken Dreams (Buckin)

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A/N: So I started writing this story in the third person perspective (ik that's probably not what you call it lol) cause I wanted to try something new but it just doesn't work for me so I'll change it to the first person now. Just wanted to let you know so you're not confused:)

I opened the door to lead Jane into my backyard.

Most of my friends were already there, enjoying themselves in the sun.
Everyone had brought their families and friends to spend one last day together before we would all go our separate ways for a while.

With a kiss on her lips I welcomed my girlfriend.

Even though I already felt nostalgic about not having the routine I had gotten so used to with my bandmates for a few months I told myself this would be a good day.

There was no reason it shouldn't be, was it?

Ready to join the party Jane sat down on one of the chairs.

She started talking about some party she had been invited to but I only listened with half an ear, my mind leaving the actual world with my thoughts.

As she questioningly looked at me I suddenly realised I should be paying attention to my girlfriend instead.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?"

Though she had probably gotten used to me loosing myself in thoughts sometimes I suddenly felt awful about it.

"So, do you want to go to the party with me?"

"Yeah of course! I'd love to!", I quickly replied without really knowing which party we were talking about.

I quickly shot a glance over to Guy and Jonny whose conversation I had been overhearing from their table.

It had seemed that they had been talking about some music related ideas and I just had to know what it was all about.
I'd much rather be talking about music than parties but for now I reminded myself that it was not the time for that.

I couldn't be so respectless to care more about other people's conversations than what my girlfriend was telling me so I decided to spend at least a little time only focussing on her.

What had even happened? We used to be so happy together but now it all felt so different, more like I was forcing myself to spend time with her. 

But maybe I also was just a bit stressed out by the tour and everything. Maybe it would actually be good to have some time off. 

Soon everyone seemed to be hungry so I decided to get some food. Trying to figure out what  was still left and what I would be able to prepare I scanned the almost empty fridge.

I felt pretty embarrassed about the fact that I didn't even have anything acceptable to serve to my guests so I kept looking for something. About to get a bag of chips from the cupboard I suddenly I realized someone had arrived behind me.

"Hey, can I help you?"

Shocked by Jonny suddenly standing behind me I dropped my bag of chips.

"Oh god, you scared me Jonny!"

"Oh I'm sorry."

Jonny quickly reached down to the floor to pic up the bag I had dropped.

For some reason my eyes landed on Jonny's butt while he did so. I had never noticed he had such a nice one... or maybe he had been working out recently?

Why was I even thinking about this?? The only butt I should care about was Jane's and certainly not the one of my bandmate. Why was I so awkward recently? I shaked my head like I could just get rid of that awkward and embarrassing feeling that way.

"I just wanted to see if you maybe need some help."

"You mean with making some warmed bread?"

I laughed, Jonny was even worse at cooking than I was. 

Jonny laughed as well, his green eyes lighting up and the corners of his mouth curving up into a beautiful smile.

"Oh come on! I'm not so much worse at preparing food than you are!"

We both laughed until our eyes suddenly hit for a really awkward fraction of a second.

Then we both looked down feeling kind of ashamed.

What had just happened? Why did it suddenly feel so strange to look in Jonny's eyes sometimes?

I didn't really have any idea what was wrong with me recently. But I decided it would be the best idea to just forget about it again.
I had been here in the kitchen for way too long anyway, people must have been wondering already.

A/N: As I wrote this I just thought people might get it wrong so I decided to call Chris' girlfriend Jane. I just wanted to make clear, I love Annabelle and Chris together and I hope they're happy so I decided to just completely set this story in an AU so nobody will get the wrong impression. This is just fiction and in no way meant serious.