Chapter 3

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Narrator POV

After the five guys drove Hayley to the college, they went to the Earl Court Exhibition Centre to rehearse . They were still deciding to modify the next night setlist, but nobody knows what to do...

"Men, I was thinking to put 'Spies' instead of 'Clocks'... What about you?" asked quietly Will

"Well, I think we should leave the setlist as it is..." replied Chris

"I agree , Chris ." said Jonny

"I don't know guys, maybe we should add 2 songs ... Like 'White Shadows' or 'Sparks'..." explained Guy still sheepish . He was still thinking at the accident...

"Hey Guy, you seem sad... Are you overthinking? " asked kindly Phil

"Ehm, I'm still thinking at the accident... I didn't want hit that girl, she's young and funny, plus she is a Coldplayer, she support us! I, I didn't want..." He seemed very tired and they decided to go to drink a coffee before beginning to rehearse .

"Guy isn't your fault. It's happened, you didn't want, but you've tried the possible ! Now she's quite well and very happy to have met us, so don't worry. Life goes on and we have a concert to play tomorrow! " Jonny encouraged him with that words and he smiled.

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Hayley walked in her bedroom still thinking of what happened an hour ago. She still can't believe, she felt lucky, full of life, powerful, all these moods together.

"Oh, Hayley! What happened at your hand ? Are you well? " asked Abby, she was alone .

"I've simply spent the best hour in my entire life! I feel so ... I can't describe! "

"Best hours? But you've a broken hand!"

"Yeah, but it's isn't the problem. I've met Coldplay, in a strange way, but I do."

"What?! When? How? Where? Why? Explain me, I want to know everything !"

"Ahahahahahah friend. Ok I'm telling you everything . Are you ready ?"

"I was born ready. Start, please!"

"Ok ! So I was crossing the street to go to The Bakery to try to find them, but seemed they found me. Guy was driving his Jeep when I didn't see the car and he hit me, braking immediately. I had my guitar with me but it went broken... My hand was under my weight and I've broken some bones, but nothing serious. Returning at the fact, the boys went out of the car and they took me into The Bakery. Then I woke up and realised I was with them and I began to scream ! "

"Wow ! Only a lucky girl could be run down by Guy Berryman! "

"Yeah, I know, and to apologize he invited me tomorrow in the concert backstage! I'm so excited! And now they've my phone number ! Oh, this is a dream, wake me!"

"No baby, this isn't! You're the luckiest girl in the world! And your guitar?"

"Guy assured me he'd bought a new one... "

" I want to be you ! It's fucking amazing ! Well done!" She gave Hayley a long hug and she added " Now we have to celebrate! This night I'll take you to a nice pub with the other girls!"

"Ok Abby, this night I'm yours!"

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9pm, a cold fall night.

Hayley was dressing up to go out with the girls when someone knocked the door. She was wearing only her underwear, but she didn't care and go open . It was Ian.

He looked at her and noticed her bandaged right hand. The first thing he asked when he saw it was : "Who has broken your hand? Are you well? Why didn't you call me? You can always do it when you're in danger..."

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