*Kayla*
"Jack stopppp!" I squealed as he threw ice at me while we sat in a pizza parlor. Taylor smirked and picked up ice and threw it at me and I glared at him. "Taylooor stop!" He said in a mocking voice which made me laugh.
Our waitress walked back with our pizza and more drinks. "Dibs on pepperoni!" Me and Matthew yelled at the same time. We both high fived and took a couple pieces each.
We sat in silence except for the occasional burp from Nash or Aaron. Once we finished, the boys crowded into the van and there wasn't anymore room. "Don't worry, I'll call my driver," I said and closed the door of the van.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Tate's number. It rang for a few moments before Tate answered in a sleepy voice, I had woke him up.
"Oh I'm sorry Tate! I didn't know you were asleep, I just need a ride to the hotel from the pizza parlor downtown," I explained quickly.
"Yeah, of course, I'll be there in like five minutes," he said and hung up. I sat on a bench near the front and waited until I saw his car pull up.
I ran and hopped in the front seat and saw him in pajamas and a hoodie. I laughed and he jokingly glared at me. "You don't care that I wore pajamas right? Like we are almost the same age, you don't care," he said and shrugged.
"No I don't care, but I brought you pizza because I woke you up," I said and handed it to him. He smiled, "Pep-" he began to say but I cut him off.
"It's definantly pepperoni," I said and smiled. He nodded and reached forward to turn up the radio. Light Paramore was playing in the background as we made our way to the hotel.
"So Ms.Wood, what brings you to Orlando?" He asked. I shrugged, "Nothing much I guess, just chasing things. And you can call me Kayla."
"That's cool Kayla, well it was fun bringing you to the hotel at midnight, we should do it more often," he said jokingly. I elbowed him softly and grinned.
"I'll see you later, yeah Tate?" I said as I opened the door. "See you later Kayla." I walked into the lobby of the hotel and made my way to the elevator.
I got to my room and dropped my stuff beside my bed. I took a quick shower and pulled on my mustache pajama pants and a baggy t-shirt.
I sat down in bed and picked up a book and skimmed through the pages, only to be interrupted by a phone call.
"Hello?" I sighed as I answered the phone. It's literally one in the morning, who is calling? "Kayla?" A choked up voice came through the speaker. I pulled the phone away and read Jack's caller I.d.
"Jack sweetie what's wrong?" I asked in a confused voice. He didn't reply and all I could hear was the sound of him breathing and what seemed to be wind.
"Where are you Jack?" I asked him in a panic. I heard him quietly sob. "You know how you pointed out my depression?" He asked in a quiet voice.
"Yes, what's wrong?" I asked still in panic mode. "I'm still depressed Kayla. I thought the fans cared, I really did. Today they said hateful things and sent hate, still sending hate. I don't know if I can do it anymore. Even the boys are kinda distant toward me." He said and I could hear him crying.
"Jack it's okay, where are you at? I'll come to you, we can talk this out," I said and stood up. "I'm on the roof," he said like no big deal.
I felt my heart in my throat as I ran to the stairs still on the phone with Jack. I was sprinting up the stairs trying to make my way up there as fast as I could.
"I think I'm going to jump, I don't want to but I think it'll be better for everybody if I do," I heard him say through the phone. "No!" I screamed at him.
I burst through the door of the roof and saw Jack standing by the edge of the roof. His back was towards me and his phone was in his hand.
"Kayla, I just want you to know this isn't your fault," he said and turned to me. He had tears streaming down his face and he was breathing heavily.
"No, Jack don't. We can work this out, there's no reason to do this. I thought everybody was going so great," I reasoned with him. He shook his head and more tears slid down his face.
"I love you Kayla," he said. It was the first time he ever told me that. "I love you too Jack, come here," I said and lifted my arms.
"I'm sorry." He spoke quietly.
And that was the last thing I heard before my piercing wail echoed through the night sky, as my love fell.
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