This دل will start a Riot! in me
Chapter Four
Hayley's POV
I ran from the bus. I ran as fast as I could. The crowds of people stared as I flew past them.
Not long after I started running, my lungs felt ready to burst, so I collapsed against one of the other bands' tour bus.
I sat down beside the bus, and lay my head back against it. My breathe was coming out it gasps so I closed my eyes and started to take deep breathes to calm myself.
My pulse started to slow after a few minutes. I continued to keep my eyes shut, and I took this time to think. I thought mostly of Josh. About how he must feel right now. I thought about our friendship, and I thought about what had just happened. How could we اقدام on from this? Could we still remain دوستوں just as Josh promised? Of course I wouldn't hold it against him if he changed his mind about that. After all I just broke his heart.
Tears fell from my eyes and streaked down my cheeks. The crying turned hysterical. All my sadness seemed to be over whelming me. The guilt I felt for breaking Josh's دل , the pain it caused me and him both, it was all choosing now to come out.
“Um ارے are آپ alright?”
I didn't bother opening my eyes to see who the stranger was. “Yeah – I'm fine.”
My voice betrayed me. I didn't sound fine at all.
“Really cause it really doesn't look like آپ feel that way.”
His voice came from beside me now.
My eyes opened slowly as I turned my head to see who this stranger ,who seemed to care so much about why I was crying, was.
“Look I'm fine ok!” I told him a little loudly.
I whipped my eyes with the back of my sleeve.
“Hey don't do that. Here.” He کہا handing me a tissue.
I took it, and smiled aplogeticly. “You just happen to carry a tissue with you?” I joked.
“No, I heard آپ crying and I brought the tissue with me, because I thought you'd need it.”
“Thanks...” I trailed off not knowing who I was thanking.
“Oh Chad. Chad, Gilbert. I play lead گٹار for New Found Glory.”
“Ah and this bus must be yours.” I looked back at the bus I had been leaning against.
He nodded. “Yeah, the guys were all sleeping. Only I get up before noon, so therefore I was the only one do hear you.”
“Well thanks so much for caring, Chad. I'm –,”
He cut me off. “You're Hayley Williams. Lead singer of Paramore.” He finished.
I laughed. “Yeah that's me. آپ know us?”
“I don't think there's anyone on the warped tour who doesn't know who Paramore are.”
“Wow.” I still haven't gotten use to how many شائقین we had now. I had no idea we were so popular.
“You have a great voice سے طرف کی the way.”
I blushed. “Well It's not that good, but thank you.”
“No, it's great. I'm serious. One of the most powerful voices I've heard.”
“Thanks.”
He stood up and offered my a hand. I grabbed onto his hand and let him pull me up to my feet.
“It's getting really late. I should probably get back.” I said.
“Well before آپ go I know this is kind of sudden. We just met, but I'd like to see آپ again, Hayley. Would آپ like to go out sometime?”
I did really like him. Although I didn't know him that well he seemed to be a really nice guy. There was only one problem though...
“Yeah, I'd like that a lot, but we're leaving the tour tomorrow morning. We're going back ہوم to Franklin.”
“Oh I know that. We're leaving tomorrow night. We live in that area, too.”
“Oh. Then yes, I would love to go on a تاریخ sometime.” I smiled.
“Great do آپ have your cell so we can exchange numbers?”
I shook my head. “No, It's back on the bus.”
“That's ok.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black marker.
“You also carry a marker in your pocket?” I asked eying the marker.
“Autographs.” He shrugged.
I held out my hand for him.
He quickly wrote his number down on the palm of my hand, and handed me the marker.
I wrote mine down, and handed it back.
“Bye.” He said. I could tell from his voice that he was obviously sad to see me go.
“Bye.”
“I'll see آپ around.”
“Yeah.” I waved him goodbye, and started walking back to the bus.
To be continued...
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Chapter Four
Hayley's POV
I ran from the bus. I ran as fast as I could. The crowds of people stared as I flew past them.
Not long after I started running, my lungs felt ready to burst, so I collapsed against one of the other bands' tour bus.
I sat down beside the bus, and lay my head back against it. My breathe was coming out it gasps so I closed my eyes and started to take deep breathes to calm myself.
My pulse started to slow after a few minutes. I continued to keep my eyes shut, and I took this time to think. I thought mostly of Josh. About how he must feel right now. I thought about our friendship, and I thought about what had just happened. How could we اقدام on from this? Could we still remain دوستوں just as Josh promised? Of course I wouldn't hold it against him if he changed his mind about that. After all I just broke his heart.
Tears fell from my eyes and streaked down my cheeks. The crying turned hysterical. All my sadness seemed to be over whelming me. The guilt I felt for breaking Josh's دل , the pain it caused me and him both, it was all choosing now to come out.
“Um ارے are آپ alright?”
I didn't bother opening my eyes to see who the stranger was. “Yeah – I'm fine.”
My voice betrayed me. I didn't sound fine at all.
“Really cause it really doesn't look like آپ feel that way.”
His voice came from beside me now.
My eyes opened slowly as I turned my head to see who this stranger ,who seemed to care so much about why I was crying, was.
“Look I'm fine ok!” I told him a little loudly.
I whipped my eyes with the back of my sleeve.
“Hey don't do that. Here.” He کہا handing me a tissue.
I took it, and smiled aplogeticly. “You just happen to carry a tissue with you?” I joked.
“No, I heard آپ crying and I brought the tissue with me, because I thought you'd need it.”
“Thanks...” I trailed off not knowing who I was thanking.
“Oh Chad. Chad, Gilbert. I play lead گٹار for New Found Glory.”
“Ah and this bus must be yours.” I looked back at the bus I had been leaning against.
He nodded. “Yeah, the guys were all sleeping. Only I get up before noon, so therefore I was the only one do hear you.”
“Well thanks so much for caring, Chad. I'm –,”
He cut me off. “You're Hayley Williams. Lead singer of Paramore.” He finished.
I laughed. “Yeah that's me. آپ know us?”
“I don't think there's anyone on the warped tour who doesn't know who Paramore are.”
“Wow.” I still haven't gotten use to how many شائقین we had now. I had no idea we were so popular.
“You have a great voice سے طرف کی the way.”
I blushed. “Well It's not that good, but thank you.”
“No, it's great. I'm serious. One of the most powerful voices I've heard.”
“Thanks.”
He stood up and offered my a hand. I grabbed onto his hand and let him pull me up to my feet.
“It's getting really late. I should probably get back.” I said.
“Well before آپ go I know this is kind of sudden. We just met, but I'd like to see آپ again, Hayley. Would آپ like to go out sometime?”
I did really like him. Although I didn't know him that well he seemed to be a really nice guy. There was only one problem though...
“Yeah, I'd like that a lot, but we're leaving the tour tomorrow morning. We're going back ہوم to Franklin.”
“Oh I know that. We're leaving tomorrow night. We live in that area, too.”
“Oh. Then yes, I would love to go on a تاریخ sometime.” I smiled.
“Great do آپ have your cell so we can exchange numbers?”
I shook my head. “No, It's back on the bus.”
“That's ok.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black marker.
“You also carry a marker in your pocket?” I asked eying the marker.
“Autographs.” He shrugged.
I held out my hand for him.
He quickly wrote his number down on the palm of my hand, and handed me the marker.
I wrote mine down, and handed it back.
“Bye.” He said. I could tell from his voice that he was obviously sad to see me go.
“Bye.”
“I'll see آپ around.”
“Yeah.” I waved him goodbye, and started walking back to the bus.
To be continued...
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