Chapter 18

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Chapter 18

I walk in to see Dana just getting off the phone with somebody. "Who was that?" I ask him, as he turns around, his eyes widen. I guess he wasn't expecting me to be home. I make my way to my bed to put my bag down when he continues.

"Oh uhm, it was my band. They want me to come back on tour with them." I freeze in my tracks as I look back to him. I try to read his face but I can barely tell what's going on. I put my bag down and began to shuffle things around on my desk and around my room, something I do when I get anxious.

"Oh, so uh what are you gonna say?" I continue to speak. I feel tears biting at the back of my eyes and I force them back. If Dana sees me cry he'll feel an obligation to stay.

"I uh, I already told them yes." He states. I turn around from trying to even out the papers, suddenly furious, as he looks down, seemingly shameful. "Why, Dana? Don't you have the slightest feeling this is gonna end up the exact same way it did the first time?" He didn't even seem phased as he spoke next. He looks up at me and he is expressionless.

"We just need to know if you wanna come also."

My eyes widen as I realize he was asking me on tour with him. I scream as I go to hug him. He smiles as he picks me up and wraps his arms around me, all hope instilled in that one hug. 'Nothing's gonna go wrong,' I tell myself. 'Everything's gonna be alright. It's gonna be okay.' I chant to myself as I feel the tears, now tears of joy, drop from my eyes. Dana puts me down and wipes my cheeks.

"Nothing's gonna go wrong, okay?" He says as if reading my mind, I nod. He kisses my cheek and smiles small at me. "Oh! I have to pack!" I say, breaking from Dana's hold to lean up to kiss his cheek, then to go to my closet to find my suitcase.

"You might wanna bring your guitar," Dana says.

A/N: Why does Sacha need her guitar? *strokes beard thoughtfully* anyways Sacha's going on tour with Dana and (cough IM5) lol I don't even know what to expect.....

One thing is clear

I wear a halo

I wear a halo when you look at me

But standing from here

You wouldn't say so

You wouldn't say so if you were me

And I, I just want to love you

Oh I, I just want to love you

Reese's Peaces

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