When Everything Disappears (Completed)

Chapter 31

Chapter 31:

~Brook~

I wandered downstairs the next day, still half asleep.

"Hey sleeping beauty!" Juiliet grinned from the couch where she seemed to be watching reruns of Big Brother. I grunted slightly in response, making my way to the kitchen to pour myself a bowl of cereal. Wandering back into the living room, I collapsed beside Juliet. I realized that the rest of the flat seemed empty.

"Where is everyone?" I mumbled out through a mouthful of rice krispies.

"Rehearsal," she noticed my alarmed look and continued, "I told them I'd drive you when you woke up."

"You're a beautiful angel, I adore you." I declared passionately, scooping the last spoonful into my mouth. Juliet laughed, hand reaching towards the remote and shutting the TV off. I quickly rinsed my bowl and headed upstairs. I went towards the closet where I laid out the clothes I wouldn't be packing and picked out jean shorts, an undershirt and a cropped tank. After just a few minutes, I met Juliet at the front door.

"That must have been magic. An eighteen year old taking less than ten minutes to get dressed, do her hair and make-up? I'm impressed," Juliet said, a smile tugging at her lips. 

I stuck my tongue out in response. "Can we stop for milkshakes on the way?"

"Well, obviously." Juliet opened the door for me and let out a little bow. "After you, m'lady."

Thirty minutes of jamming out to Taylor Swift later, Juliet's car slid up to the rehearsal studio. We showed our I.D's to the two burly security guys, and Juliet parked. Horribly. I burst out laughing at how crooked she was, while she mumbled about how it was the parking space's fault. I immediately took out my iPhone, grinning triumphantly before taking a picture.

BrookTommo: Wow, @JulietNeedsRomeo is brilliant at parking! pic.twitter.com/4MPLQfop

"You're rude, goodbye." Juliet huffed, stalking off into the building. I laughed again before hurrying after her. We showed our I.D's three more times to security people and eventually we entered the small staging area. Familiar voices drifted to my ears and it sounded like they were doing anything but rehearsing.

"JULES AND BROOK ARE HERE!" One of the boys, I can't be sure which, yelled into a microphone. The voice reverb carried across the arena, making me wince ever so slightly. I was then tackled by five male bodies. It was definitely a bit overwhelming. Okay, not a bit. Quite a bit overwhelming.

"Whachushoenngg," I mumbled into the cotton of Harry's t-shirt that was smashing into my mouth.