My boyfriends girlfriend.

Chapter 1-The End of the Beginning

He didn’t really mean to do it. That’s what everyone says if they cheat, but he didn’t really. Tour was tough, it looked easy, playing on a stage, doing what he loved most nights, but that didn’t fill the emotional void that he craved to be fulfilled when he was touring. He didn’t realise how much a simple kiss meant, until the luxury was stripped from him when the tour began. He took it for granted and god, he missed it. It was all he could think about when he needed you. But the snap chats and face time calls every day wasn’t enough. He needed to feel love. 

*Christi's P.O.V.*

"I swear I didn't mean to do it!" He shouted across to the rest of the band from the opposite ends of the arena.

"You bullshitter!" I had been eavesdropping from behind the large dark curtains of the stage. All the boys span round to look at my red, blotchy face that was streaked with tears.

Mike was the first one to give me an apologetic smile for what his brother did, next was Jamie and then Tony.

Vic just looked speechless, I hardly ever swore unless I was truly mad or upset. Honestly, they all looked upset.. but I don't think I could face them a second longer without crying, so I ran. Ran as fast as I could. Through all the corridors and out the back door.

Worst mistake ever..

Thousands of PTV fans stood around the barricades as well as paparazzi.

"Shit." I mumbled to myself as I ran back through the door and into a random room in the massive venue.

*Mikes P.O.V.*

"Christi?!" Tony looked on the brink of tears whilst me and Jamie walked beside him comforting him. Christi was like his younger sister. She was like all of ours.

"Where would she of gone?" Jamie blubbered.

"Dude don't cry, we'll find her." I replied soothingly, I'm never a good person in situations like this so I just say what I feel normally.

*Vic's P.O.V*

"Vic? Baby, come for a drink with me, forget all your problems." I knew that sweet sickly voice anywhere.

Jenna McDougall.