True Colors (Sequel to Colorful) [Adopted by Emblem3]

Chapter 5: We go together or we don't go down at all

Song of the Chapter: A Love like War. by All Time Low ft. Vic Fuentes.

The title is really long it's We go together or we don't go down at all

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Ryder's POV:

"Ryder get up!" Wes yelled.

"What?" I groaned, throwing a pillow at him.

"We are leaving in an hour for Austin." He said, throwing the pillow back at me.

I slowly sat up, stretching out my arms.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"six." Wes answered, sounding as tired as I am.

"Shit, why so early?" I whined out.

"Get used to it. We'll have to leave this early the whole time." Wes chuckled.

I groaned, grabbing a pair of light washed skinny jeans and an All Time Low t-shirt.

I went into the bathroom, changed and did my makeup. I straightened my hair and lazily pushed it back.

I put my contacts in and sat on my bed.

The memories of last night ran through my mind as I felt a few tears slide down my cheek.

"Come here." Wes said, snapping me from my thoughts.

I quickly ran over to him as he pulled me into a big hug.

"What's wrong?" He whispered, rubbing soft circles into my back.

"Last night." I whimpered out.

We sat down on the bed as I whipped away the tears.

"Here." He said, handing me a guitar.

"Wha-" I was cut off by him acoustically playing one of my favorite songs, A Love like War by All Time Low with Vic Fuentes.

I played along, forgetting about everything, letting the music takeover.

"Make a wish on our sorry little hearts

Have a smoke, pour a drink, steal a kiss in the dark

Fingernails on my skin like the teeth of a shark

I'm intoxicated by the lie

In the chill of your stare I am painfully lost

Like a deer in the lights of an oncoming bus

For the thrill of your touch I will shamefully lust

As you tell me we're nothing but trouble

Heart's on fire tonight

Feel my bones ignite

Feels like war, war

Feels like war, war

Heart's on fire tonight

Feel my bones ignite

Feels like war, war

Feels like war, war

We go together or we don't go down at all

We go together or we don't go down at all

We go together or we don't go down at all, whoa

Fail-safe trigger, lock-down call

Wipe the dry clean-slate, quick, sound the alarm

No escape from the truth and the weight of it all

I am caught in the web of a lie

And the bitch of it all is that I'm running from