(Scott's POV)
I could hear faint scream's, so I opened my eyes and checked my phone. It's only three in the morning. I closed my eyes again but I kept hearing gasps, so I got up and looked around to see if I could hear who it was. It stopped for a moment but then started again, I stopped at the compartment it was loudest. It's Annabeth's, I opened the curtain. She was lying with her eyes closed but tears were streaming down the side of her face. I shook her gently, she gasped.
"Shh, are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yes, just a bad dream!" She said slowly in between deep breaths.
"You want to talk about it?" She shook her head, I was about to go back to bed.
"Can I lie with you?" I nodded. She came down and squashed against the wall, then I lay in. I placed my arm around the back of her head, her head was lying half on my chest half on my shoulder. I started to stroke her hair to calm her down, because she seemed uptight.
"Are you sure you don't want to tell me?" I asked again.
"I'm just having dreams, but you wouldn't understand!" She said snuggling down further.
"I won't push you, but if you ever want to talk I'm here!" I could see her dimples show, so I new she was smiling. I then closed my eyes, but I think Annabeth did to, because we both stopped moving.
(Annabeth's POV)
I was standing on a stage and it was cold, but also damp smelling.I looked to my side and Scott was standing there. I looked out at the audience and it was all the people I have ever craved approval from. My real parents, my brothers, Avi, Kirstie, Kevin, Mitch and so many more. They were all booing at me and shouting to get of the stage. I started to sing, but only high pitched squeaks came out. The booing got louder, so I ran of stage. I sat on my knee's with my face in my hands, crying. Someone tapped me on the shoulder so I looked round. It was Scott holding Rosie's hand! I gasped.
"Sorry she can actually sing a note!" Scott said they then walked away laughing. I sat in a dark corner bawling my eyes out.
"Annabeth, stop crying. Just get a new job, your not good at singing!" Kirstie said shrugging. I got up and walked outside, there were hundreds of people waiting. I ran as fast as I could but got hit with rubbish, flying from all directions. I ran to the car and told the driver to go.
"Hello again!" My heart started to beat faster and faster. I recognize that voice, it's Tegan's. She covered my mouth so I couldn't scream. That's when I came back into reality. I could feel myself struggle for breath.
"Annabeth!" I could hear someone call in the distance. I opened my eyes fully up but I still couldn't see properly. I kept gasping.
"Calm down!" It still sounded like someone was saying it from a distance but I could see Scott's lips move saying the words. His blue eyes were streaming full of worry and concern. I took one finale gasp and sat up breathing fast and short.
"Are you ok?" Scott said hugging me.
"I-felt-like-some-one-was-choking-me!" I said in between taking breaths.
"You need to tell me right now what those dreams are about!" He said helping me down, he put one arm around my waist and I hobbled over to the seats. I was so pale and light headed I couldn't walk. I told him about the dreams.
"I don't know why you have these. Cause one you don't have to prove anything to anyone. Even though your an awesome singer. Two I would never go off with Rosie. The worst of all, if I'm still alive their is not a chance Tegan will get near you!" I burst into tears.
"Don't cry!" He said.
"I can't help it, nobody has ever said anything like that before to me!" I said in sobs.
"For a moment there I thought you were gone, I could get no movement or pulse from you!" Scott said grabbing breakfast for the two of us.
"Where is everyone else?" I asked.
"Have you not noticed that we aren't moving?" I shook my head, but he was right we weren't. "There away for fun food and entertainment for tonight!" I gave him a confused look.
"Remember we're in again over night!" I sighed, two nights sleeping on a bus, great! We finished talking and eating then everyone came back on.
"You ok, Annabeth you look quite pale!" Mitch said sitting next to me.
"She just had a..." I stopped Scott by butting in.
"I wasn't feeling to great, but I feel fine now!" I gave him a death glare.
"Oh ok, I thought we could all just stay in our pjs and play games, also watch movies?" Kevin said, I nodded in agreement.
"Games first?"
Hey guys, I didn't know how to end it so, it's kind of strange. Can I just say thank you so much for all the reads, over 1.6K! Thank you for reading please comment what you think of the chapter! Love y'all!
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