The Remains of my Wasted Youth
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Rebecca’s POV
I wake up in a bunk I immediately realise is not my own. Stretching out my body to rid myself of the knots, rubbing my eyes as the memories of the night before take their toll on me; the argument with Alex and me staying on You Me At Six’s bus. Rolling out of bed and standing up I glance down at myself to find that I'm still dressed in the clothes from the day before. Oh well not like there's anyone to impress. Walking out to the front of the bus I come face to face with the band who are all sat around the breakfast table, very wide awake looking. Glancing at the time I realise its 9am, wow these guys are early birds; my boys would still be passed out right now. And it was that thought that struck inside my head.
It hurts when I realise that You Me At Six use to be my boys, they were the ones I run to growing up; through every problem, well not Dan of course, he wasn’t around back then but the others were. Chris was the one to help me think rationally over every problem and he was the one I never fought with, he was truly a big brother to me. Matt was my munchies buddy; no not like that, just we both really love chicken. Weekends when we would meet up just the two of us for Nando’s and KFC just cause the other boys got bored of it. Josh was Josh, always flirting with me and telling me how wonderful I looked. When all the boys got girlfriends he stood by my side, especially when Max was with the bitch. It was Josh I cried to over my feelings back then, and he still put up with me. Then there was him…Max. I don’t think there is any way to describe what me and Max were. He was the one I run to time and time again. He was the one turned to during the problems with my dad and when he passed away, it was Max’s house I ran to in tears. Back then I always wondered if I and Max would end up together.
But now here I was, on tour with my boyfriend, the wonderful Alexander William Gaskarth. The boy who fixed my broken heart and took me under his arms, by my side through thick and thin as I struggled through my problems. All Time Low were my boys now, they had saved me from myself when the others had abandoned me.
“Morning, how you feeling?” asks Josh as he comes up and wraps me in a hug, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“I am doing okay Joshy, much better today.” I reply with a smile. Truthfully I do feel better, I always do the day after.
“That’s good, what are your plans for the day?” he questions pulling out of the hug.
“Well I thought it was about time for me to get my camera and to go get some work done, don’t you agree?” I reply laughing a little.
“Tututut Rebecca, you have to work on this tour.” Laughs Matt from over in the corner. I flip him off before walking over and nicking a slice of toast from Dan’s hands.
“Hey!” he protests.
“Save it, you know you love me.” I reply ruffling his hair. He sulks a bit before nodding and getting up to make toast.
“Well I should get back to my bus and get ready for the day, probably see you guys during the day, thanks again boys.” I shout to the boys before bidding goodbye and leaving the bus.
“Hey Rebecca!” comes Max’s voice as I leave the bus. I turn around and he walks up to me. "Are you going to be okay? With the whole Alex thing?” He questions, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah everything will be alright, trust me we’ve had arguments before we always manage to work through them, we love each other too much.” I explain shrugging.
“Ah…ok…that’s good, well let me know how it goes.” He replies smiling weakly before disappearing into his bus. Well that was weird.
I shrug it off before continuing the walk to my own bus, the early morning sun already starting to beat down on me. I drag my key out of my pocket and open up the bus door. Its only half 9 so no one should be up yet. I walk up the steps and into the front room when a body collides with me, wrapping their arms round me.
“Really Jack? This early in the morning, what are you even doing conscious, also it’s too warm for hugging.” I whine pushing him off jokingly.
“Alex told us what happened? Are you okay? He was such a twat yesterday and don’t worry Vic gave him hell for it but seriously are you okay? Why didn’t you tell me?” he rambles off questioning not giving me a chance to answer.
“Jack…Jack….JACK!” I shout. “Will you I don’t know…maybe breathe and let me answer?” I question causing a small smile to appear on his face.
“You’re right, I’m sorry. Just are you okay?” he questions. I know what he’s really asking. He’s not questioning Alex or anything that happened with him. He’s questioning me. He knew about my past. He knew about my…tendencies and how I use to react to these situations.
“Yes Jack, I’m fine, you know I promised you I would never go down that road again.” I sigh before wrapping him in a hug.
“I know, I was just checking.” He sighed before letting me go.
“Now what are you doing up so early?” I question raising an eyebrow.
“Well…” he trails off looking away.
“Jack?”
“Lets just say after your confrontation with Alex he came back here and downed bottle after bottle.” He sighs looking up with me.
“How bad?” I question running a hand through my hair.
“Bad. He was sobbing about how he let you down and how he shouldn’t of accused you as he knows you would never do that and then went on about how he didn’t deserve you, and at the same time he cried into his bottle of Jack Daniels.” He explains causing me to inhale a breath.
I nod knowing what this means. While I was peacefully asleep in the Sixers bus last night, Jack didn’t get at least one hour of sleep, he was too busy making sure Alex didn’t do something stupid.
“Listen you go get some sleep and let me deal with Alex, me and him need to talk anyway.” I tell Jack causing him to nod and retreat to his bunk. I grab a glass from the side and feel it with water before finding the painkillers in the draw. I sigh one last time before retreating to the bunks…here we go.
I wake up in a bunk I immediately realise is not my own. Stretching out my body to rid myself of the knots, rubbing my eyes as the memories of the night before take their toll on me; the argument with Alex and me staying on You Me At Six’s bus. Rolling out of bed and standing up I glance down at myself to find that I'm still dressed in the clothes from the day before. Oh well not like there's anyone to impress. Walking out to the front of the bus I come face to face with the band who are all sat around the breakfast table, very wide awake looking. Glancing at the time I realise its 9am, wow these guys are early birds; my boys would still be passed out right now. And it was that thought that struck inside my head.
It hurts when I realise that You Me At Six use to be my boys, they were the ones I run to growing up; through every problem, well not Dan of course, he wasn’t around back then but the others were. Chris was the one to help me think rationally over every problem and he was the one I never fought with, he was truly a big brother to me. Matt was my munchies buddy; no not like that, just we both really love chicken. Weekends when we would meet up just the two of us for Nando’s and KFC just cause the other boys got bored of it. Josh was Josh, always flirting with me and telling me how wonderful I looked. When all the boys got girlfriends he stood by my side, especially when Max was with the bitch. It was Josh I cried to over my feelings back then, and he still put up with me. Then there was him…Max. I don’t think there is any way to describe what me and Max were. He was the one I run to time and time again. He was the one turned to during the problems with my dad and when he passed away, it was Max’s house I ran to in tears. Back then I always wondered if I and Max would end up together.
But now here I was, on tour with my boyfriend, the wonderful Alexander William Gaskarth. The boy who fixed my broken heart and took me under his arms, by my side through thick and thin as I struggled through my problems. All Time Low were my boys now, they had saved me from myself when the others had abandoned me.
“Morning, how you feeling?” asks Josh as he comes up and wraps me in a hug, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“I am doing okay Joshy, much better today.” I reply with a smile. Truthfully I do feel better, I always do the day after.
“That’s good, what are your plans for the day?” he questions pulling out of the hug.
“Well I thought it was about time for me to get my camera and to go get some work done, don’t you agree?” I reply laughing a little.
“Tututut Rebecca, you have to work on this tour.” Laughs Matt from over in the corner. I flip him off before walking over and nicking a slice of toast from Dan’s hands.
“Hey!” he protests.
“Save it, you know you love me.” I reply ruffling his hair. He sulks a bit before nodding and getting up to make toast.
“Well I should get back to my bus and get ready for the day, probably see you guys during the day, thanks again boys.” I shout to the boys before bidding goodbye and leaving the bus.
“Hey Rebecca!” comes Max’s voice as I leave the bus. I turn around and he walks up to me. "Are you going to be okay? With the whole Alex thing?” He questions, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah everything will be alright, trust me we’ve had arguments before we always manage to work through them, we love each other too much.” I explain shrugging.
“Ah…ok…that’s good, well let me know how it goes.” He replies smiling weakly before disappearing into his bus. Well that was weird.
I shrug it off before continuing the walk to my own bus, the early morning sun already starting to beat down on me. I drag my key out of my pocket and open up the bus door. Its only half 9 so no one should be up yet. I walk up the steps and into the front room when a body collides with me, wrapping their arms round me.
“Really Jack? This early in the morning, what are you even doing conscious, also it’s too warm for hugging.” I whine pushing him off jokingly.
“Alex told us what happened? Are you okay? He was such a twat yesterday and don’t worry Vic gave him hell for it but seriously are you okay? Why didn’t you tell me?” he rambles off questioning not giving me a chance to answer.
“Jack…Jack….JACK!” I shout. “Will you I don’t know…maybe breathe and let me answer?” I question causing a small smile to appear on his face.
“You’re right, I’m sorry. Just are you okay?” he questions. I know what he’s really asking. He’s not questioning Alex or anything that happened with him. He’s questioning me. He knew about my past. He knew about my…tendencies and how I use to react to these situations.
“Yes Jack, I’m fine, you know I promised you I would never go down that road again.” I sigh before wrapping him in a hug.
“I know, I was just checking.” He sighed before letting me go.
“Now what are you doing up so early?” I question raising an eyebrow.
“Well…” he trails off looking away.
“Jack?”
“Lets just say after your confrontation with Alex he came back here and downed bottle after bottle.” He sighs looking up with me.
“How bad?” I question running a hand through my hair.
“Bad. He was sobbing about how he let you down and how he shouldn’t of accused you as he knows you would never do that and then went on about how he didn’t deserve you, and at the same time he cried into his bottle of Jack Daniels.” He explains causing me to inhale a breath.
I nod knowing what this means. While I was peacefully asleep in the Sixers bus last night, Jack didn’t get at least one hour of sleep, he was too busy making sure Alex didn’t do something stupid.
“Listen you go get some sleep and let me deal with Alex, me and him need to talk anyway.” I tell Jack causing him to nod and retreat to his bunk. I grab a glass from the side and feel it with water before finding the painkillers in the draw. I sigh one last time before retreating to the bunks…here we go.
Notes
New update, new update woop woop.
So insight into Rebecca's previous relationship with the sixers boys. My favourite has to be Josh's and Matt's friendship with her. Also we know how guilty Alex is...
Should I drag out Rebecca's angryness against Alex?
Or have Max and Alex confront each other?
Or an outsiders POV like Josh or Vic to mix it up a bit?
Let me know! Also I saw All Time Low last month with Tonight Alive at Brixton and let me tell you it was both amazing and fucking mental!
I just started reading a few days ago, and I'd def read more! Love it!
2/28/17