Andy POV


I wasn't mad at her, okay that was a lie. But all I knew is that she needed to stop locking herself up in the bus and come out once in awhile.

She stared at the pack of Mtn Dew, and then at me with clenched fists.

"Chrissie, no." It was like talking to a child.

She suddenly reached for the plastic handle and grabbed them.

Chrissie POV

Okay.

That felt good.

To get all of my pressure out in one big smack across the face.

He fell to his knees, trying to take in what just happened. Looking up, his eyes weren't angry anymore, they seemed sad.

A bottle must have hit the side of his eyebrow because there was blood running down the side of it.

I dropped the bottles in a depressing plop, and stepped over his body to exit the bus.

I wish I had someone to talk to on this stupid tour, Andy and I used to be so close, and now were just so... what's the word? Distant.

The scorching sun blinded me, while I saw girls crowding around a guy I had seen in Andy's Twitter feed because they were doing a interview today.

I was thinking so hard about his name, that I didn't even realize he walked up to me.

"Hi, I'm Bryan Stars!" Woah... What's with his voice?

"I'm Chrissie." I mumbled awkwardly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"Anyway..." He changed the subject. "Do you know where Andy is?"

My muscles tensed at the mention of him. "In the bus." I growled.

He walked into the bus quickly with his camera guy following behind him, Andy's security guard walking in too.

I needed something to do so I texted Ronnie to come meet me here.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR EYE?!"

"Nothing."

The voices said from the bus.

He finally arrived and I told him about the whole fight.

"And this is why I love you." He chuckled, pulling me in for a hug.

Notes