Sweet Blasphemy *Sequel to HOOKED*

Life after Warped Tour.

Me and Andy have been dating for about two months now. After I took off home back to the UK, we've skyped and called eachother evey single day. There's a part of me that wished we were together all the time, I wished that the all the guys were with me all the time. It's rather lonely in this town.

Quite a bit has changed since I met the guys, for instance, my hair is now electric blue and just over my ears in some sort of pixie style, I got a tattoo of a feather on the inner side of my arm and I started to sketch, i've always loved to drawkand a dream of mine was to become a tattoo artist if my music never surfaced..

Things like my solo artist career have been pretty quiet seeing as I don't really play instruments other than guitar and possibly crank out a few horrifyingly tone death chords on the piano.

I wandered the empty house, doing nothing in particular. when it dawned on me that I don't need a place this big. Like, at all. I've paid the rent with the money from Warped but I don't think i'll be able to keep it up much longer. I have a few sponsors but not enough to pay for this huge apartment.

I do a quick search on my phone of smaller places that are more affordable. Unfortunately, not much luck since I live in the city. I huff in disappointment, I'm probably going to end up homeless! My dream was to be successful, an idol to the younger years but now i'm going to be living out of a shoe box busking for pennies.

Curiousity strikes and I have a quick look at the property range and price over in California, to see what lavish life I can have across the pond. Loads of results fill the page of apartments, houses and vacation homes. One apartment caught my eye in particular. Just a one bedroom place with a big living room, office, kitchen with an island counter and and big bathroom. The place looked brand new! AND it was half the price of my rent over here.

I had a serious conversation with myself and tried to convince myself of how stupid I am being. Moving half way across the world was crazy, right? I mean, the place looked stunning and the price is right but it's thousands of miles away. Realistically, I don't have any ties here, though.

I was so conflicted about Cali, but it looks so much more inviting than the cold streets of London. I decided to call Andy so he can tell me to stop being so stupid because I cannot convince myself that this is a stupid idea.

I held the phone up to my ear and waited, God I miss this guy so much. "Hey pretty lady!" he answers as he accepts the call. "Hi handsome" I smiled, he makes me so fucking happy. "What's up?" I can hear him puffing on a cigarette. "I need you to convince me out of something" I say kind of embarrassed, "You're a big girl, Nickii, you can make your own decisions" he laughed his sweet, yet sickeningly sexy, laugh. "I know but I have pretty much zero impulse control" I replied to his statement honestly. I have none, I bought a 5 foot teddy bear because I just had to have it, his name is Hugh. Hugh has kept me company in my lonely days, psychotic I know because he can't talk back.

"Okay, what should I tell you?" he answers quite seriously, eager to know the war thats going on in my brain. "So I realised that I cannot afford to rent my place any longer. So i took a little sneaky peak of a place in Cali and it is so tempting" I vent my frustrations to him, he listens to my every word and pauses. I snap a panicked look at Hugh, he's a fucking bear Nickii, he's not gunna tell you what to do. "Pack your shit" he says rather excitedly, "What?! Andy you're supposed to tell me it's a bad idea!" I whine down the phone, I was sure he'd tell me it was crazy, I never expected this response.

"Listen, I know we've only been dating for 2 months and this is crazy and you don't have to do anything you don't want to-" he rambled, "GET TO THE POINT ANDREW" I cut him off as I can see he's avoiding what he actually wants to say.

"Well, I was thinking if you want you can save yourself the renting bullshit and come and live with me" his suggestion gives a blow to my stomach. Was he serious? Is he even crazier than me? He hasn't even met the really crazy me yet, I bought a 5 foot bear for fucks sake, AND NAMED IT. Is this too soon? What the hell do I do? I don't know if this is a bad idea we've only been dating for like- "I'd love to" I smiled.

After planning and some small talk we ended the call. I fucking going to Cali. I'M GOING TO CALIFORNIA FOR FUCK SAKE. I don't know what to do with the exitement that has built up so I decide to hit shuffle on my playlist and Go to Hell for Heaven's Sake by Bring me the Horizon blare through my speakers.

"NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR YOU" I shout with all of my tiny little being. "NO ONE WANTS TO SEE YOU" my wildest dreams are coming true. "HUGH, WE'RE GOING TO CALI"

So we planned that I fly out in a weeks time, I have to figure out what to take and what to leave behind. Realistically, I don't need any furniture or any of that BS. Just me, my clothes, my guitars and HUGH OFCOURSE. This is the best day of my life.