♡Lucky Ones♡ [Completed]

Chapter Seven

You Kill Me (In A good Way)

~Ellie~

I walk back to the venue. A song already in mind. How dare he plays the “I miss you” shit. It’s nothing but a lie. I know he doesn’t miss me. he dumped me and went to some girl named Gielle. Who by the way was his wife! I walk into the venue. I guess I could talk to Vic. I knock on his door and he opens it. I feel tears coming down my eyes and he lets me in. I collapsed on the couch and he just holds me. I’ve never felt so vulnerable. So open with anyone, except for Alex. But he’s always busy. Vic had to go to a set, so I decided to stay behind. I went to a merch tent and bought a couple things, had lunch with Andy, did a practice session with my band, and grab some clothes. It was already nine. Vic texted to see if I was coming back. Austin would be back tomorrow and my bus will be the first place he’ll look. I walked to the PTV bus in my pajamas which was shorts and a Slipknot tank top that I do not remember buying. I put my Vans on and walk over to the bus. Vic is there waiting for me.

“Hey.” I breathe.

“Hey.” We’ve been talking nonstop since the kiss. It’s nice to meet someone who has sense and isn’t a jerk face. We decided to all watch a movie. Mike put in Harry Potter and I took a spot between Mike and Vic. One thing about Harry Potter, it makes me sleepy. But for Mike’s sake, I tried to stay up. But halfway through, I lean my head on Vic’s shoulder to take a little nap. When I woke up, Vic’s head was on top of mines, Tony was sprawled out on the floor, “watching the movie” and Jaime was on his phone. Asleep.

Nooo. But not Mike. He was up, watching the movie as if his life depended on it. I shook Vic awake.

“Hey, I’m going to bed.” I tell him. He nods and yawns.

“Okay, first bunk.” I nod and make my way to the back ad got in the bunk. My phone went off again. It was another message from Austin.

Loser ex whose number I can’t seem to delete: Ellie! I’m sorry, just please text me back. To at least let me know you’re ok.

Ellie: I’m fine. I’m in the PTV bus trying to sleep!

Loser ex whose number I can’t seem to delete: Ellie are you and Vic a thing?

Ellie: none of your business. You dumped me now go ask Gielle if she and her baby are doing well!

I knew that was kinda harsh, but I meant it. Why should he care. He broke up with me, got married, and now he wants me back? I mean come on! I looked up Gielle, and yeah, she’s a dick. Who in the right mind would cheat on Austin, but he made his choice. I turn around to the other side. Is he really trying to creep me out by saying he misses me? does he think I’m that vulnerable? Am I? Did Alan know about this? Probably not. Alan is not mean like that. Should I talk to Tino or phil and see if they know anything. No. that’s backstabbing. Wait, who am I backstabbing though? Austin? Psh, clearly not. Alan? Maybe. I turn to face the ceiling. I should text him I didn’t mean it. But I do mean it. No you don’t.

“When you can’t fall asleep,” I sang. Trying to take my mind off of Austin. “Just think of good things. And when you do you’ll dream of good things. Music things……..” I trail off trying to think of another verse. “Vic things……..” I shook my head and turn over again. My nose touched Vic’s face.

“Ah!” I shove his face and back up against the wall. He laughed and stuck a hand out for me. I took it and hoist him up. He got on his knees and opened the door that lead to the top of the bus. It was dark, but he took my hand and clasp the other one on top of it and helped me up. The stars were shining, but the moon was nowhere in sight. I stood up and I felt like I as on top of the world. I began to laugh. The wind was blowing my hair around as I twirl around in circles. I miss coming outside during the night. I use to do it all the time with my mom. but it’s nothing compared to standing on top of a bus. Vic walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my face. I use my hair to hide my blush.

“I have a question to ask.” He said matter of factly.

“Sure.” I faced him. His eyes were still beautiful even in the dark.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” oh no. another relationship. Last time I got in a relationship, I had my heart torn out. The time before, he died. I don’t know if I’m ready to trust anybody yet. Sure I made lots of friends, but I was hoping most of them would stay friends. I just don’t feel comfortable trusting anybody. I do not want to let my walls down. It took two years to build them up. That’s when he leaned down in my ear and began singing…….