*Josh's P.O.V.*
As i pulled up to my house, the paparazzi was everywhere. I got out of my car and tried to sneak in the door without being hounded.
"Ramsay. What happened to you guys?"
"You can't hide forever."
"Fans need answers."
The reporters went on and on. Once I reached my door, I turned around.
"Answers? You want answers? I wouldn't mind some answers myself. " I had to watch what I said because I knew it would be published everywhere by tomorrow.
I entered into my kitchen and sat down at the table. Placing my face in my hands, I wished for the guys to talk to me again.
Mike came bursting through my front door.
"I made a breakthrough!" Mike shouted, showing me a text message he got earlier today.
"It says 'hi' what are you so excited...oh!" I questioned, realizing that the message was from Matt. "How'd you..."
"I don't know. I left a bunch of voice mails. I practically begged him to be my friend. If we can't have the band I at least want to be friends." Mike said.
"Well congratulations." I sighed.
"I want the band back." Mike said, dissapointedly.
So do I. More than anything.
Mike left and I texted Matt an Ian. I apologized for being a jerk. -I don't believe it was my fault but I wanted them back- I didn't get a response so I went to sleep, hoping I'd have one by the morning.
A/N: I know I haven't updated in a long time. I kind of forgot about it sorry. But I hope you guys like it and I hope to update more often from now on :)
