Alone Together // Pete Wentz

Why Do We Like To Hurt So Much

~Pete's POV~

It was now an hour after we realized the cons of going on tour. There hadn't been much talking since then. Joe and Andy didn't really understand what we were going through.. They had each other. Don't get me wrong, I still had them and Patrick, but it wasn't really the same. The one person that meant the most to me... I wouldn't see for months. I looked around at everyone. Patrick was holding Julia, her face concealed by his arm. Joe and Andy were quietly talking to each other and constantly stealing a worried glance towards Patrick and I. Anna was sitting close to me, but her actual body wasn't touching mine. Her face was also concealed, but by her own wrists. I looked over at her, and slowly and silently moved closer. I felt my side touch hers, and I could feel her shaking. She didn't look at me though. I tapped her on the shoulder. Still, she didn't seem to notice me.

"Annaaaa.." I whispered softly.

"W-what?" She half choked, half whispered.

"A-are you okay?" I asked, already knowing the answer, but not knowing what else to say.

She finally turned to me, revealing her face. Her eyes were puffy and tears stained her cheeks. The green eyes were still bright, but the light wasn't shining like before. I wondered how many times I could break her before she finally gave up on me.

~Anna's POV~

He asked me if I was okay. I wanted to say how hurt and broken I was. I wanted to tell him that it wasn't his fault, it was mine. I wanted to say that I could never make it through even a few days without seeing him, let alone months. He was my nicotine. He didn't no how much power he had over me. If he ever decided to leave me or ever forgot about me, I would literally be crushed. I wanted to tell him how much worse my anxiety had gotten over the past week. But instead of saying all of those things, i just keep it to:

"N-no. Im not."

He looks at me, obviously seeing how horrible my eyes must be from crying all this time.

"Im sorry.. I- I didn't want this to happen- Im not going to leave you behind.." He barely manages to look at me.

"Pete. You've been in this band for years and you're finally getting somewhere. You're gonna be famous, everyone loves the new album! You're going on tour. Im not getting in the way of your dream."

Everyone is staring now.

"But.. You are my dream.." Pete said, dodging my stare.

There was a chorus of "AWWW"s.

"And you're mine.. But you have to go on tour. " I replied, but I couldn't bare to make my voice sound demanding.

"But-" He protested.

"Hey look, we don't even know if my mom will say no to letting me go yet.." I said with false hope.

"Okay. Try really hard to convince her." He already sounded defeated.

"Ill pour my heart into it." I promised.

"Can I interrupt for a sec?" Patrick asked.

"Sure." Me and Pete said at the same time.

"Let's be real here... Both you and Jules parents are never going to let you come with us. And I know that Pete and I can't live without you guys so.. Why not just call up Bob and ask to delay the Tour? Its not like we won't do it, but now just obviously isn't the right time." Patrick said shrugging.

"Thats smart....But that wouldn't be fair to Joe and Andy. They deserve the success tour would bring." Pete said after awhile.

"Shoot... Yeah, sorry guys." Patrick said to them.

"No... Patrick is right. It wouldn't be any fun, and you guys would be miserable." Joe said.

"Yeah. No way we'd let that happen!" Andy agreed.

"Thanks guys. You're the best." Pete said. Patrick nodded.

"So... Should I call?" Patrick asked everyone. Looks were exchanged, and for a minute nobody said anything.

Julia broke the silence. "Its your guys' decision. You know you don't have to do this."

"We've already established that we want to, Jules." Patrick said, patting her shoulder lightly.

"Yeah..." The guys agreed.

"Then I guess... call." Julia said. I nodded.

"Hello?" Bob's voice sounded groggy.

"Hey Bob, just us again." Patrick said into the phone.

"Trick, its almost 1am. What could you possibly want at this hour?" Bob said, not in a mean way, just in an extremly tired way.

"Well.. We were wondering if we could.. Ya know.. Not go on tour next month?"