A blessing in disguise

Twenty Five

*Zach's POV* "Zach?"

I shot up in my chair, "Yes?"

"The interviewer asked you a question." Mikey shot at me.

"Oh, yes sorry." I said turning towards the interviewer.

"Is there any new music your working on?" She asked.

"Yes, oh course, I'm always writing new stuff." I gave her a half hearted smiled.

She shifted through her papers, looking for the next question. "Do you guys have any special ladies on tour or at home?"

Cameron and Mikey both answered the question with no, but I know the interviewer really wanted me to answer the question.

"Excuse me I need to go talk to someone." I got up and pushed the door open, storming through the hallway.

"Zach, SHE'S GONE!" I heard Cameron yell from behind me.

For some reason I didn't believe him and continued to storm towards the tour bus. When I walked outside a crowd of girls began to scream and ask for a picture. I walked past them and made my way to the bus. I opened the door and climbed up the steps to find Dillon and Brent in the front lounge. They gave me a quick look and continued with what they were doing. I walked through the bunk area and opened the back lounge door.

It was empty. Cameron was right, she left. This is all my fault, I can't believe I did this. Why did I have to get drunk last night and scare away the only girl I've ever loved? All of these thoughts overwhelmed me and I sunk to the floor as the tears rolled down my face. I buried my face into my hands when I heard Cameron and Mikey get on the bus.

"Zach? Come on get up!" Cameron said as he pulled on my arm.

"No, Cameron just leave me here to die!"

"Zach, seriously get up." Cameron ordered.

"No, you don't understand how awful I feel right now. I feel like someone took my heart and ripped it out of my chest. As if that wasn't enough they threw my heart on the ground and stomped on it. Cameron, I just lost the two most important people to me." I barley managed without crying again.

"I will help you get her back if you finish this tour out strong."

I looked up and gave him a confused look with my blood shot eyes.

"Really, how?" I asked shot of breath.

"I know where she is, but you have to promise to stop getting wasted, especially around Grace and John." He said.

"I will, I promise!" I said holding out my pinky to him.

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Day 15 of tour. The last day before Cameron will take me to go see Grace. Every night for the past two weeks, I would fall asleep to the thoughts of seeing Grace's beautiful face again, to hear her laugh, and to hold her small fragile body. To say I'm in love with her is an understatement and these past few days have felt like years.

A lady came on the intercom and announced that our flight is now boarding. Usually we would drive the tour bus home and unload from there, but since we are taking a two week break we had to leave the bus in Texas where the tour will continue.

The flight felt much longer than it actually was because I was anticipating seeing Grace and John. Cameron on the other hand was passed out in the seat next to me. Two hours later Cameron and I were in LAX waiting for my brother to drop off Cameron's car. We waited 10 minutes before I finally got a text from my brother telling me he was out front. We loaded our things in the trunk and dropped Vic off at my parents house.

"Soooo, are you going to take me to her now?" I asked Cameron impatiently.

"You know I really shouldn't be doing this for Grace's sake, but I can't stand you writing another song about being heart broken." He started up the gas and backed out of the driveway.

We sat in silence for the rest of the ride. I already know that I'm on thin ice with Cameron and I didn't want to push him any further. It took about twenty minutes to get downtown, Cameron pulled into an apartment complex and dropped me off with a piece of paper with a room number on it. He told me he'll be back in a half an hour.

I walked up to the building and my heart began racing as I approached the front door. When I walk through the door I was overwhelmed with the good smell of a brand new car. I inhaled the good smells of the lobby and made my way to the elevator. I pressed the button for the 8th floor and the doors closed. The elevator stopped on the 4th floor to let someone on. A brunette with long hair backed into the elevator without realizing I was in there too, she hit level 8 and just as the doors closed, I leaned over and pulled the leaver to shut the power off, the elevator jolted and came to a stop. The girl whirled around and faced me.   "Hello Grace."