When Love Met Destruction.

Chapter 1 America.

I came back from school, grabbed a snack and went into my room. Immediately going onto my phone and posting on my fanpage, fangirling about the new selfie Gerard Way posted. "LEMON GERARD IS GONE, TOMATO GERARD IS WHATS HAPPENING NOW!" I typed with my very fast thumbs as I reacted to Gerard's new selfie, I finished my food and heard the door slam shut. "Hello?" A recognizable voice called, I pulled back my black hair, but first removed the extensions. Setting them down on my desk. I raced downstairs towards the voice and chased the man down and tackled him with all my might. "HEY YOU LITTLE NUGGET, I MISSED YOU!" I yelled at my brother, Ricky Olson. He sat up and pushed me to the ground, tickling me until I admitted he was the Best Brother In The Whole Wide World, he got up, grabbed his bags from tour and ran upstairs to his bedroom as I chased him, tripping up every other stair, and grabbed a chair from his room and sat on it. "So how was tour?" You asked as he planted a huge smile on his face, throwing something at you. "It was amazing, we partied all night. But, I stayed in almost every night watching Chef Ramsy yell at people." He said. I unfolded the shirt that he had thrown at me, instantly shrieking on the inside. "This is a My Chemical Romance shirt! Oh thank you so much, Ricky." I said, standing up and hugging him. "Hey, I'm going on tour in about 3 months again, would you want to come with me? On the tour, you can sleep in the spare bunk. Or on the couch, whichever you prefer." He asked unpacking his dirty laundry from his suitcase. I had to think about it for a minute, making a pros and cons list in my mind.. It kinda went like this. 'So, on one hand.. I can go and tour the world, or at least America. So that's a pro, a con is.. Well, there really isn't any, I would be missing school and eat fast food alot, and I'll have plenty of places to take artsy photos in, why not? This is a once in a lifetime oppurtunity, I have to take it.. NOW!'"I would love that, thank you Rick." I said my face grinning like a clown. "So when do we leave?" I asked, seriously curious. "We leave whenever I say we do, in a couple of months, I will let you know then, alright? I can't wait for you to meet everybody!" He said, taking a towel and going to take a shower. "I can't wait either!" I yelled after him, I went to my bedroom and took my guitar, practicing. I have this band and we want to go big like MCR, My Chemical Romance, I know that Motionless In White is a big part of my life, and my favourite band and all, I have a fanpage for both MIW and MCR. They both impacted my life incredibly well. I picked up my guitar, and plugged in the amplifier, tuning it so that I could hear it, not too loud. Not too quiet. 5, the volume is. I started strumming Green Day's American Idiot, I know its so overplayed but I can't help that it's a good song, I heard a creaking of the ground and the handle gently rattling but, I kept with my strumming. In came my mum with a camera, filming me as I kept on with the strumming. I laughed and finished the song. Becoming shaky and she showed the clip to me as Ricky came in. His black wet hair dripping on my floor but he was still drying it. "Wow, Drew. You are really good! Almost as good as me." Ricky said nudging my shoulder with his fist. I punched him in the shoulder as well and laughed and spoke joking. "Well maybe, we can have a guitar off sometime." "Yeah, sure." "Thank you for this mum, I really appreciate it. I love you." I said and kissed her soft forehead. Brushing back her hair and hugging her, there was a lot of love in the family, but my family isn't perfect. I went downstairs with my phone and texted my friend.

Me: Hey, do you wanna hang out?

Joan: Yeah, just give me a second.

Me: Yes, of course!

Joan: I will head on over when I'm done, alright?

Me: Okay.

I set up the coffee machine, knowing that Joan would want coffee as soon as she got to my house, it's a cold, brisk, snow filled day today. -17. I went downstairs while the coffee was being made, and started watching Friday the 13th. About 15 minutes later. The doorbell struck and Joan walked in. "Heyyo!" She yelled downstairs as she was taking the stairs step by step, Ricky sat beside me and said. "Sup." She sat down on the couch, just missing Periwinkle, my dog. "Joan! You almost sat on P!" i spoke sternly immediately regretting saying that. Rick just looked at me in disgust. "Pee?" He questioned. "Look, I just, don't know why that came out. It just happened." He got up and left mumbling. "You're weird, Drew. Really, you really are." I just let it slide, obviously I'm weird or I wouldn't have been the way I am. "Joan, I have something to tell you, I am going on tour with my brother and his band mates, we leave in three months. I don't know when I will get back. We could text all the time! This is a really big opportunity for me, are you okay with this?" I asked, hopeful that she wouldn't be mad at me. Her face grew from disappointed, to extremely happy! "Drew, I am so happy for you! I am totally fine with that just, bring me back some merch okay?" "Of course!" I hugged her and we continued with the film.