What They Did

Terrified Of Losing

That Saturday evening, Pine Bay's homecoming concert was in full swing. They were belting out the lyrics to 'Robbers' by The 1975 as it was their last song of the night, which meant Heather would get to spend time with Ryan afterwards. After the song finished, the manager if the bar appeared on stage.
"THANK YOU, PINE BAY," yelled the Manager, gesturing to the band, "THEY WILL BE SIGNING THINGS TO THE RIGHT OF THE STAGE IN ABOUT FIVE MINUTES,"
As the band cleared up and teenagers lined up for autographs, Ryan jumped off the stage and came over to Heather.
"Hey," puffed Ryan, sweating more than ever.
"Hello Mr Rock and Roll," smirked Heather, putting her arm around his waist, "You guys were amazing tonight,"
"Come on, I gotta go sign things," laughed Ryan, leading Heather to the crowd of teenagers.
Heather let go of him as he approached the crowd and started signing things, things like posters, pictures, paper, napkins and even phone cases were thrusted into Ryan's face, almost demanding for a signature.
After at least ten minutes, the crowd had died down and most had left with their autograph. There were a few people left including a barely dressed girl.
"Could I get your autograph?" asked the nude girl, moving her hair from her chest.
"Sure," smiled Ryan, pulling the lid off his pen and waiting for her to give him paper.
"Here," smiled the girl, pointing to her left breast.
"Oh, alright," stuttered Ryan, signing her body as she tried her best to smile in a flirty way.
Heather gave out a long sigh and headed out the back door to where the bands minivan was while Ryan kept signing.
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Outside, it was cold. Heather had been standing for almost ten minutes, shivering against the van. When the band finally emerged from the empty bar, Heather stood up straight and approached Ryan.
"If you're that bored you have to leave, you shoulda stayed at home," snapped Ryan, carrying his guitar case.
"Just tryna support you...And work out what part of my body I want signed," sighed Heather, watching the band put their instruments in the van, "Where are you guys going?"
"We got a call from a bar in Falkland, they want us to perform for them so we gotta hit the road," said Ryan, barely expressing interest in Heather.
"Oh, you coulda told me," said Heather, leaning against the wall.
"Like you told me about Gilbert?" asked Ryan, stopping and looking at her, "For the record, I didn't know about this until tonight,"
"It's fine, just we had plans," sighed Heather, approaching Ryan.
"Yeah, we did too...Then-"
Heather cut Ryan off, "Don't you dare blame this all on me, screw you, Ryan, I haven't fucked any of our plans up, I probably won't get into Gilbert so you can shut up and be happy that I'll still be in Whitton with you,"
"Am I crazy or did you say that us living togethr would be perfect?" asked Ryan, walking away from Heather.
"Remeber whose getting in the van," snapped Heather, turning her back on him.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" asked Ryan, bellowing as his eyes got glassy.
"Maybe because I am fucking terrified of losing you," screamed Heather, looking back at him.
"Ryan, we gotta move if we wanna get there before morning," said Mia, poking her head out the driver's side of the van.
"Just go," sighed Heather, looking at the ground.
"Heather...I-" 
"JUST. GO," yelled Heather, turning round to face him,
Ryan let a single tear slide down his face before hurriedly wiping it away and turning to get in the van.
Heather watched as the van drove away before she let herself break down as she turned and began walking home.
She didn't even know how long he'd be away from her...Or if he was even gonna come back for her.
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Video On The Side: 'Therapy' by All Time Low//i chose this bc i'm in love with this song and it describes Ryan and Heather's fight after the concert.