What A Catch.

Chapter 83

Pov Beth

I take a bite of my pizza as Casey hobbles to the bean bags, eventually followed by Patrick.

The whole time we were eating, Casey is smiling madly. I give Casey a look and she shrugs. I share a look with Pete, something happened.

I manage to eat two slices before sitting back. Im proud of myself for eating more than one, for once.

"Fucking pizza. Best thing ever. Forget girlfriend." Frank is mumbling, finishing a whole pizza.

"I prefer pizza." Pete replies.

"Im sorry, what you saying?"

"I like pizza more than you."

"Fuck no."

"DUDE, PEOPLE SHIP ME WITH PIZZA."

"To be honest, all food is so good." Frank groans, shoving more pizza into his mouth.

"Stay away from my pizza baby!"

I roll my eyes at Pete and he winks at me. As soon as Mcr leave to bed, along with the whole of Fob, I talk to Casey.

"Go on?" I say, sitting her down. "Tell me!"

She purses her lips, looking at he hands.

"Well, he wanted to clean up my stomach wound and he was getting close to me and I let him. Then we talked and there was this huge tension leaning over us and... He kissed me." She says.

"Did you kiss back?"

"Yes."

She giggles and puts her hand over her mouth.

"It was nice."

"And you didnt panic?" I ask.

"No... Weirdly enough it wasnt forced and it felt more good than simply okay."

I smile at her and she blushes.

"Any other questions detective?"

"Want to play a game of cheat?"

Pov Pete

I stand on stage, poised and ready to play. I look to the side and wink at Beth, she smirks back.

I grab a pick from the microphone stand and wait behind the curtain. I turn to Patrick, he makes a face at me. I can hear the croud roar and I tilt my head to Joe.

"3... 2... 1!" Patrick says.

I turn to Andy, he starts with a drum solo. I play along to the beat of Dance Dance. I turn to look at the guys one more time and the curtain is pulled up.

The light blinds me as I scan the audience. Waves of hands flailing around, posters and banners, people screaming our names. Isnt this the life.

"London, are you ready!" I yell into the microphone.

The croud roar.

"I said, London, are you ready?" Patrick adds, lifting the croud into a frenzy.

"Well, then we should... Dance, dance!" I yell.

I strums the riff and everyone screams. Patrick and I share a look as he leans to the microphone.

"She says shes no good, with words but Im worse!" He sings.

We progress from there.

Pov Beth

I climb back onto the bus, the guys are newly showered, and ready to go. I was almost throwing up before, they smelt SO bad.

"How was it, stinky kids?" I ask.

"Amazing, as usual." Patrick says, sitting down.

"Frank, you little shit, stole my drink, apparently Marilyn Monroe was backstage and I believed him." Ray sulks.

"Get. Over. It!" Frank says sassily.

I roll my eyes, leaning back.

"Beth, the track came back! We are premiering it live on Tv tomorrow." Patrick says.

"Wow! Thats crazy." I say.

I need to tell my mum, I think.

"Oh." I say quietly, realising.

"Beth?" Patrick asks.

"I was thinking I should show my mum but you know how it goes."

"Oh." He says.

"Exactly." I reply.

"Tomorrow though."

I nod, done with speaking, stuck in my mind. I clamp my mouth shut and let everyone continue to talk. I decide to change into my pyjamas, standing up and going to change. I walk down the stairs until I reach the hall. This is the place I passed out last time. I change quickly, returning to the hall. I look through a door and see Fae watching Tv. I cant see Rhett, but Indie is writing something.

Fae grins and waves at me, I smile back. Then suddenly it hits me again, and the smile drops from her face. I take a deep breath before falling into fits of giggles. My laugh becomes obnoxious and I try to stop. I fall to my knees, this is harsher than before. I fall onto my front, hearing someone walk downstairs. Within a minute from when I started I was on the floor, passed out.

Pov Casey

Pete comes back up again with Beth in his arms.

"Again? I dont get it?" Pete mutters, sitting down.

"Rhett?" Patrick calls down the stairs.

"What the fuck though." Frank inputs.

"Yeah, passed out, literally under a minute."

Rhett appears at the top of the stairs, looking tired and bored.

"She is okay, should wake up soon, nothing to worry about." Rhett tells us.

"What caused it?" Mikey asks.

"Not sure but we will find out."

"Thanks Rhett." Patrick says.

"Rhett? Thats me... Oh yeah. Its cool."

Rhett quickly disappears down the stairs again, gone as quick as he came.

"What?" Mikey says, in thought.

"Weird." I say.