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A Perfect Disaster

four

Jack’s POV
I heard my phone vibrate loudly on the table beside me, awaking me from my sleep. I sighed as I rolled over, grabbing it without even opening my eyes.
“Hello?” I groaned, slamming my head back down to the pillow.
“Hey man, you know we have to be at the studio at like 3, right?” It was Alex. A very cheerful, wide awake Alex. How the hell was he so awake?
I yawned. “Mmm, yeah. What time is it anyway?” I wasn’t really a morning person, but come to think of it neither was Alex. He woke up when he needed to, but he didn’t really like it. And he didn’t sound like a person who just woke up…
“Two.”
“Shit, uh okay. Thanks man.” I grumbled into the phone, rolling out of the sheets as I tried to get up.
“Yeah no probl-” I then cut him off, cause I felt like after he said that he would’ve hung up.
“Hey Alex, what did Vinny need again?” I had honestly forgotten. I think he may have told us, but my head was somewhere else that day. Where it was, I don’t know.
“Tour manager. He found us a new one, possibly.”
“Oh yeah, we’re gonna meet him today huh?” This was something new. I mean we all missed Flyzik, but we knew he had to leave for his reasons. But I was pretty excited to meet someone else. I like meeting new people.
Her. It’s a girl.” Alex corrected me, putting emphasis on the her. A girl tour manager. Hmph. Interesting.
“Ooo, I hope she’s a babe.” I joked, rubbing my eyes as I sat up in bed.
“Hah, yeah sure. Just don’t tell Phoebe.” He laughed in response, obviously kidding.
“Well I’ll see you later.” He said into the phone, and with that I heard a click.
I dropped my phone on the bed, followed by a long groan, as I laid back down in the sheets. I also come to realization that the bed was empty. Speaking of Phoebe, where was she? I then looked back at my phone, remembering that it was 2 in the afternoon. Right. Phoebe actually has to wake up and be places. I then scrolled through my phone, realizing I had multiple text messages. Most of them were from the guys, asking where I was, but one was from Phoebe.
Phoebe:
hey babe, i had to go to the office to do a radio show this morning. i’ll probably stop at the store on the way home, i think we’re out of milk. do you want anything? i’m feeling thai food tonight. love you, see you tonight!
Yeah, my assumptions were correct. I do remember her saying something about that radio show. She was interviewing some new band, ocean something. I heard they were pretty good, but I haven’t listened to any of their stuff.
I replied to her message, simply saying I had to go to the studio with the guys, but I’d probably be back in time for dinner. I didn’t really like Thai food that much though. I mean I know Phoebe loves it, so I tolerate it, but it really isn’t my thing. I’d prefer pizza. But I’ll probably eat some junk with the guys and just tell her that I’m not hungry later.
I got out of bed, and made my way to the closet. As I flipped through clothes in search of something to wear, my mind began to race. Who is this girl? I was kidding earlier about the whole ‘I hope she’s a babe’ thing with Alex because I have Phoebe, but I really was curious of what she looked like. Was she pretty? Was she tall, short? Dark hair or light hair? If you asked me why I cared to know these things, I couldn’t answer you. Its just an instinctive thing, I guess. I’m so used to hearing about a girl and instantly thinking about her appearance. Phoebe was my first real girlfriend since my ex Erin, so there was a lot of meaningless hookups, a lot of girls whose names seemed to be on the tip of my tongue, but I just couldn’t remember. But Erin, man that girl was something. She was my first relationship, my first love, my first everything basically. Well, not my first time. But you know what I mean. It was hard getting over her, hence the endless list of one night stands. I wonder how she’s doing now. I saw her the other day at Mickey’s, a bar I used to take her to all the time. She looked good, even hotter than she used to be. We had a second of eye contact, and I felt like her sharp blue eyes were piercing through me. But I have an amazing girlfriend now, Phoebe, and with the way Erin was looking, she’s probably in an amazing relationship herself now.
I shook myself out of my thoughts as I looked at my phone, realizing that it was 2:30 already, and that I had to be in the studio in 30 minutes. I threw on my Home Alone shirt, followed by a pair of dark jeans, and some sneakers. I then slid on my leather jacket, grabbed my car keys, then ran out the door. I got in my car and turned the radio on, but I wasn’t even listening to it to be honest. I just needed some type of background noise so I wouldn’t drown completely in my own thoughts.
About 6 or so minutes into my drive, I realized that I was caught in traffic. God, I hated traffic. It always came at the worst times. Like right now. Its currently 2:52, and without traffic I’m a good 15 minutes from where I need to be. Meaning I’m probably not gonna get to the studio for another 30 minutes at the least.
“Fuckkk.” I groaned out to myself, throwing my head back and shutting my eyes. I took my phone out of the cupholder of my car, checking for any messages. Just that minute, Alex decided to call me again.
“Hello?” I irritatedly mumbled into the phone as I took my foot off the gas pedal, since I wasn’t gonna be heading anywhere soon.
“Dude where the hell are you?” He sounded just as irritated as I did.
“Calm down, I’m stuck in traffic. It’s not even 3 yet.” Actually, it was about 7 minutes to 3, but who cares anyway?
“Jack it’s 2:53, which is basically 3.” Well, it looked like Alex cared. I sighed.
“I’ll be there as soon as I can. Just wait up, okay?”
“Alright alright. Just get your ass here. Quick.” He sounded irritated, but he also sounded anxious. I mean I knew Alex had anxiety, but why would he be anxious right now?
“Hey Alex, you okay man?” I asked, legitimately concerned.
“Um, yeah I’m fine. Just, just get over here, okay?” He said quickly, his words clumsily tripping over one another.
“Alright. I’ll see you in a bit.” I killed the line, then put my phone back in its respective spot. Why was Alex acting like that? I needed to know. Now.
“You know what, fuck this.” I murmured to myself as I pulled up, and cut off the person in front of me. I then took a sharp turn in the turning lane on a red light, which is probably illegal, and sped down the street. I didn’t care, I had to get to the studio. I then cut through a back street, and drove through an isolated forest street. I remember going to the studio this way once with Rian, it was much faster. Why didn’t I come this way in the first place?
In about 9 minutes flat, I pulled up and parked my car. I ran out, then into the double doors, and I made my way to the elevator to go to our office. I hummed to the tune of the elevator music, which came to a halt as I reached the 4th floor. I then walked out quickly, and came across our studio, room number 417. I opened the door and stumbled in, turning the corner as I yelled out to the guys.
“Hey guys I’m he-” Immediately, my stomach almost fell out of my body. I could not believe what I was seeing.
“E-Erin?” I stuttered out, my eyes wide as I stared at the dark haired, blue eyed, previous love of my life.
“Hi, Jack.” She whispered, looking down to her feet.
“What, what are you doing here?” I asked, which was quite idiotic, but I just wanted to hear her confirm it.
“Well, say hello to your new tour manager!” She pathetically cheered, waving her hands in the air for emphasis. She then dropped her hands to the side, and began to tap her fingers on the table next to her. A bad habit she’d do when things weren’t going her way. I looked to Alex, who was standing on the opposite side of her with his head down. Rian was sitting on a couch with his headphones in, and Zack was just awkwardly staring at his phone. God, how am I gonna get through this?

Notes

so its official, erin is their new tour manager! but now we see how jack feels about it. so sorry it took such a long time for me to update this! i had a concussion which went away in about 2 weeks, but for the remainder of the time i just had really bad writers block. but thats over now, so expect the next chapter to be up very soon! some comments would be amazing, and thanks to all of you who already commented! i love you guys! tell me what you think?? :)

Comments

@all_time_paige
woah i just saw this sorry for the late reply, but thank you!! that really means a lot :)

alltimelxws alltimelxws
3/17/14

This is really creative, It would be cool if you did a Jack Pov. Good chapters by the way. :P

all_time_paige all_time_paige
1/12/14

@remembering-saturday
ahh thank you! that means a lot :)

alltimelxws alltimelxws
12/30/13

I like it so far!