The end where I begin

C h a p t e r 5

Danny's POV

I woke up to the sound of my phone beeping signaling that I had a new text. Who even thinks of texting me this early, must be 7am or something. No one is even up at this time, maybe except for Glen. I don't know how he does it, especially after hanging out with me and Mark. Both of us extremely drunk, until 3 am. I stretched out to grab my phone and check the time. It's 2pm. Well I guess that's not too early after all, kinda late actually. As I checked the time I checked my texts also.

'New text from Lauren aka Twitter girl'. Yeah I have gotten her number. We've been talking almost every day via DMs. After talking for about 2 weeks almost every day we exchanged numbers. Since then we send a few texts each day. She has had a tough time these past years and I've been helping her moving on and being happy again, I think it's working. She seems much happier now that we keep in touch and doesn't lie about how she feels. Being honest about that to your friends is not easy, I know that. I struggled after my last relationship ended. It was like I was being dragged down a black hole and couldn't escape, even music wasn't enough. I talked it all out with Mark and Glen. They really helped me getting over the toughest parts, without them I don't know where I would be right now. Would I still be in the band at all? Would I even be here? For me being able to help Lauren a bit and make her happy has really been good for me too. I feel like I can help people and be something other than a bandmate, brother, son and lead singer. I was someone who she could lean on. I have started to be like Glen to be honest. Always a quote to start the day with and always some comforting words for those who need it. I guess that's what Lauren needed. She really is a nice girl and deserves to be happy. I quickly sat up on my bed with my phone in my hand. Damn my head hurts. I know I probably shouldn't have had so much drink last night, but I couldn't help it. I opened my phone and read the text.

'Morning/good afternoon Dan!! How's the hanover today? 😝'

'Text to Lauren aka twitter girl: I feel like shit, what about you? Any stories from your crazy night out ;)'

'Text from Lauren aka twitter girl: hahah, you didn't expect anything else did you? My night out went perfectly, no drinks=no hangover, you should try it one day!! ;)'

'Text to Lauren aka twitter girl: Ha ha ha, u're funny. Try having 6 beers and some shots in 2 hours, then we can see who's laughing ;)'

'Text from Lauren aka twitter girl: Only if you're buying! ;)'

'Text to Lauren aka twitter girl: Too bad u're not here then, would have bought you drinks then ;)'

'Text from Lauren aka Twitter girl: oh yeah, it's a shame ;)'

Lauren's POV

These past weeks have really been a dream. I have been happier than I have ever been. My life has not been the best, I've had issues with my family, well mostly my parents and one of my sisters. My sister has been a real bitch to me ever since I was born, and my parents just annoy the shit out of me. By now you might be thinking, all teens thinks this of their parents. Well, with me it's different. I really don't feel like they are my parents or anything, to me they are just someone I live with. I feel nothing towards them at all. They can be gone for a week and I still wouldn't miss them. For me it's important to have people around me that understand my need to have time on my own, time to just for a moment each day space out and be just me and my music. And no one here understands that. As soon as I put in the earplugs they start talking to me, trying to have a conversation. For me that is not easy. I feel like I can't have a proper conversation with my parents, it's just awkward every time. They're constantly trying to talk about stuff, but I just cann't respond to it. I don't want it to be like that. I want to be able to have a good conversation with them, they are my parents. I want them to understand me, but they just don't. Good thing I have Danny for that now, he completely understands me. In fact, when I usually pull away and put in my earplugs I now take out my phone and message Danny. Just a text from him can make me smile and forget everything for a while, he really is kind to me. I look at him like the big brother I never had. Or I did have a big brother, but he is just the black sheep in the family and I don't ever speak to him or about him. He's been dealing with drugs and alcohol problems since he was my age, even younger as well. Now he's 30 years old and he's got no one. The family doesn't bother to be with him, for obvious reasons. We've all struggled with him and had to fix his mess, but now we're all ignoring it and pushing him away until he decides to behave again. Mostly likely never...