My Chance - The Vamps fanfiction

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

I read through the letter again and again, I had no idea how I felt about the opportunity I was being presented with. I had received it months ago, before I even moved to Birmingham and accepted the place immediately. It was too late to back out now but I didn't want to go.

"When are you going to tell them?" I heard a voice coming from my door way, Dad stood there looking at me with a sympathetic expression on his face.

"I don't know, but I suppose it will have to be soon" I replied sadly wondering how I was going to break it to Connor, Tristan, Brad and James.

"They deserve to know, all of them, you can't hide this for much longer, you'll only be hurting them more" he said coming to sit with me.

"I want to tell Connor before I tell the others, he's family, he should know first," I whispered, my voice cracking.

"Do you want to tell him now? He's not doing anything at the moment" I merely nodded and he left presumably to get Connor. A few minutes later I heard footsteps coming back up the stairs and Connor's head appeared in my door way.

"What's up? Dad said you needed to tell me something" he questioned walking into the room. As soon as I made eye contact with him a tear slipped down my cheek.

"I was accepted to do a sixth form course in America for six months, I leave in a week" I said as quickly as I could, before I started crying uncontrollably, I couldn't leave Connor and the boys without having much contact with them. I watched as about 100 emotions flickered over Connors features and tears started streaming down my face.

"But you can't leave, I only just found out you existed" he said looking down and playing with the sleeves of his hoodie like he always did when he was upset.

"I know Con, it's only half a year and I'll be back before you know it, you have the band to keep you busy until then." I tried to comfort him knowing this was going to be hard on him as well as me.

"It won't be the same without you, you don't know what effect you have on all of us, especially Tristan." He said.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused as to what he was talking about.

"You make everyone so much happier, you're the best sister I could have asked for. I've never seen anyone smile as much as Tristan, Brad and James do when you're in the room." He looked at me, his face was turning red and his eyes looked sore from crying. I heard familiar voices from downstairs but we both ignored them.

"I'm sorry Con but it's a once in a lifetime opportunity, I'll only be gone for 6 months, you'll be fine without me." I cried, trying to comfort him.

"I just don't want you to go"

"I don't want to leave you either." We sat on my bed together until we composed ourselves and headed downstairs.

The voices I'd heard earlier happened to be James, Tristan, Brad, Charlea and Sara they were all sitting on the sofas in the living room waiting for us. As we walked in they looked up and noticed that we had been crying.

"What's happened? Are you okay?" Tristan said, his voice was panicky as he came towards us and pulled us both into a hug. He was so much taller than me, I barley reached his shoulder.

"I have something to tell you all," I mumbled as we pulled away. They all looked at me expectantly, awaiting an explanation. "I'm moving to America for 6 months." No one said anything, Tristan left the room and I heard him make his way upstairs, I could see the tears forming in his eyes as he walked past me. Brad was still in shock he was staring directly at me and Connor as he tried to process what I'd just told them. James hung his head looking at the ground, tears were dripping from his face and onto the carpet already, they were falling thick and fast.

"So am I, for the same reason." Charlea told them, Connor's eyes immediately darted to hers and a guilty look crept upon her face. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you but I've been accepted to study History in California like Elle's been accepted to study photography."

"So I'm losing two of my favourite people?" Connor questioned. We both nodded guiltily, I couldn't bare being in this room anymore, it was driving me mental.

"I'm going to talk to Tristan," I said hesitantly before I turned to walk upstairs, I could hear muffled sobs coming from my room and headed inside. When I entered the room I saw Tristan sitting in the corner clutching something in his hand, I noticed it was the photo he gave me with pen on our faces from the first day we'd met.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you" I said walking to sit next to him.

"It's fine, I understand" he mumbled still looking down. I put my hand under his chin and lifted it up so he was looking at me.

"I'll Skype you every day and I promise we'll always stay in contact. When I come back things will be exactly the same." I promised him, looking into his eyes, I was shocked at how sad he looked.

"What if I'm not here when you come back?" He mumbled again.

"What are you talking about Evans?" I asked. He didn't say anything, he just rolled up his sleeves to show me the faded scars on his arms. My eyes widened in shock as I tried to process what was right in front of me.

"I can't do it without you Elle, you made everything better when you came here. The band was falling apart even though none of us would admit it, even my life was beginning to crumble." I thought back to what Connor said to me earlier 'You don't know what effect you have on all of us, especially Tristan.'

"I'm always just a phone call away and you know that, if you can last the next six months without me then you'll be fine. You have your 3 best friends by your side and your music, concentrate on the band and I'll be back before you know it." I comforted him, I contemplated whether I should tell him about what I had done in the past but decided against it as I could see just how much he was hurting already. "I'm sorry"

"What are you apologising for now?" He chuckled sadly.

"I don't even know, I just don't like seeing you hurt" Tristan mumbled something so quietly that I couldn't work out what he was saying. "Sorry, what was that?"

"Nothing, it doesn't matter" he mumbled a little louder.

We didn't talk we just sat in silence for a few minutes staring at each other and crying. I was going to miss everyone so much but it was a great opportunity and I had to go. I was lost in my thoughts when Tristans arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me up, he lifted me onto his back and gave me a piggy back ride downstairs. We entered the living room to see the others sitting in silence, thinking. I hated seeing them like this and it was killing me inside.

"Hey guys, let's just watch a film and then we can do something fun during the rest of the holidays?" I suggested putting on a fake cheery voice. They all looked at me as though I was crazy but nodded in agreement. I left to get food followed by Brad, I assumed he wanted to talk.

"Elle, what do we do?" He asked, the pain in his voice was evident.

"I have no idea Brad, what do you want to do?" I said, I still wanted to be with him but it was going to be so hard to maintain a relationship with him while I was in America.

"Why don't we give this long distance thing a try? I'm sure we can work our way through it." he smiled and kissed me lightly on the lips, I smiled back at him before turning to get the popcorn from the microwave and handing a bowl to Brad and carrying one myself. In the time that we were gone, Tristan, Connor and James had managed to pull out both sofa beds and bring down many duvets and blankets. We basically had two double beds pushed together giving us enough room to lie down and watch the film.

Tristan decided to put high school musical because, and I quote, 'who doesn't like a bit of Zac Efron?' We all laughed half heartedly and began watching the film singing along badly to each of the songs. By the end of the film we all felt better and carried on lying on the sofa until we fell asleep.