1 week later

Chris' POV

I looked at those pictures of Jonny and me we had once taken in a photo booth. It always looked so romantic and cute in movies so of course I had dragged Jonny into one of these things as well.

Back then we had been so silly together and didn't even care. It had seemed like nothing could ever break us apart. Why did it feel so far gone now when it had only been a few months? I just wanted things to be alright again or at least know what's wrong. But I was literally running out of things to do. No matter how hard I tried thinking my mind couldn't come up with anything to make him talk at least. I had lost count of everything I had attempted, offering to talk many times, taking him to his favorite places, playing his favorite songs or bringing him his favorite food. Man, I had even written a fucking love letter and sent him flowers in case he wanted it the cheesy way. But nothing. My bandmates had no idea what could be wrong either.

There was only one thing I had left to do but I wasn't willing to accept this option. I couldn't just wait and see what happens, give Jonny his time. It was impossible, my heart broke from every second that left me uncertain.

My eyes filled with tears as I looked at Jonny's joyful and carefree grin in the photograph. What I wouldn't give to see that smile again now. His perfect green eyes glowing with happiness.

But now they were always only filled with worry and distance and framed with dark shadows from lack of sleep. There was nothing that broke me apart as much as seeing him like this. Well, actually there was. Having to see him like this and knowing it probably was my fault but not knowing what on the earth I had done wrong or could do to make it okay again.

Jonny's POV

Luckily everyone was too busy having fun with their lives this Saturday. I could just sit alone with my guitar in The Bakery and think about things. No one would come and notice me crying silently, and no one would judge me or want to know what's the matter.

I always knew letting my true feelings about Chris back in was never a good idea. I had worked so hard to suppress them and make it bearable to not be with him.

But here I was again, heartbroken and feeling neglected, like no one had ever loved me. And it was probably true.

Chris had never loved me, I was just a fun experiment or something he was confused about. And no one else had ever loved me either. Why would they? I was just a shy bloke who didn't know how to act like a normal person. I was way too sensitive to be associated with any manly attributes by women and way too awkward for anyone else as well.

All I knew how to do was playing the guitar but I wasn't even extraordinarily good at it either. Probably the rest of the band would have been better off with someone else, someone more talented and less exhausting.

I just wanted to get back to Chris, it broke me apart every time he did some cute attempt to win me back. I wanted to talk to him, kiss him and feel him.

But at the same time I was so disappointed with him and never wanted to face him again. I simply couldn't. I knew I had to talk with him about it sooner or later but now just wasn't the time for it. I wasn't ready to face this.

Suddenly I heard the creak of the door downstairs and the footsteps of someone coming in. I wondered who was visiting The Bakery on a Saturday evening when we had nothing planned. Afraid they might come upstairs I wiped away my tears.

I heard the person coming closer and eventually open the door. His face was just as surprised as mine to see him here.

"Will? What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to ask you the same thing. I just had to try something out."

Will looked at me very worriedly, probably he could tell I had been crying. Couldn't I at least be left alone once? I really didn't want to talk about my problems, I just wanted to sit here and think and cry.

"But it's good that you're here now, I think we really have to talk. And if you don't want to come and talk on your own I'll have to force you to. Jonny, you and Chris really can't go on like this. I know you're both the kind of person to swallow their problems but whatever it is, you will never find a solution if you don't talk."

Will's words and tone didn't allow a "No". And I knew he was so right. Maybe I couldn't tell Chris yet but I knew Will's advice would help me, like it always did. I had to tell someone.

A/N: Yayy cliffhanger! (Jk Sorry) But Part 2 will be up tomorrow!