Will's POV

Guy, Phil and me were waiting at a café for Jonny and Chris who had a radio interview together this morning.
After a few minutes of talking about some demos we had recorded earlier we saw the two approaching us.
They seemed so distant recently. Chris was wearing his hood and holding his head low. He looked pretty annoyed, I wondered if the interview hadn't been going so well. Jonny looked around shyly, obviously not knowing what to say.

"Hey, what's the matter? Wasn't the interview going well?", asked Guy as Chris sat down next to him.

"No, it was alright. Just those fucking paps with their stupid questions and cameras again. Have they never even heard of privacy?!"

I exchanged a knowing glance with Jonny. His eyes were telling me that Chris must have lost it again.

"Come on Chris. I already told you, don't let them get you down. They're not even worth paying attention to. Just let them take their photos and it'll be fine."

I felt like Chris had been a lot more confident and calm about those kind of things when he was still together with Gwyneth. He had learnt a lot from her about how to deal with fame.

"Well, whatever. I don't want to think about them anymore."

We talked a bit about the album and Chris told us that he still didn't have any ideas for the lyrics of Demo #63, the instrumental Guy and me had written.

"Maybe it shouldn't have lyrics but be an instrumental song... Maybe you can add a few guitar bits, Jay?"

Jonny looked up to Chris and I could feel that awkward tension between them when their eyes met. Chris looked away again quickly.
Their friendship wasn't what it once used to be anymore. We all started wondering if they had a fight or something.
I had already asked Phil about it, whom Chris usually told everything, but he had no idea what was wrong either.

But obviously this was all to blame upon Chris cause I got the feeling like Jonny sometimes was as confused at Chris' strange behavior towards him as we were.

Chris really needed to talk to someone about whatever was so wrong with him, but none of us seemed to be able to get through to him. On the contrary, he seemed to bury himself deeper and deeper into his dark shell.

I was planning on taking him out to his favorite restaurant tomorrow. It was a pretty remote and private place, so I hoped it would give him the chance to open up about whatever he had on his heart.

Chris' POV

I let myself drop onto my my sofa with a sigh. Today had actually gone pretty well at first. The radio host Jonny and me were having a interview with was pretty nice and funny and caused me to even make a few jokes unlike my recently often rather serious interviews.

However that only lasted until those fucking ignorant paparazzi started chasing me on our way to meet with the rest of the band.

"Why are you so down recently Chris? Will you and Gwyneth get back together? How do your children deal with your split?"

Argh, why can't they just deal with their own shit? My life is my own business and obviously they realized my mood isn't the best, so why not just leave me alone altogether?

I sat down on the piano with a piece of paper and started to play, still trying to find lyrics for Guy's and Will's beautiful song. I couldn't let him down now that he had come up with something so great.

But it proved once again that I was no use for nothing. The other guys kept coming up with great ideas but I felt like I was done with writing sad songs. I didn't want to do this anymore, but obviously there were no happy songs in my mind either.

Giving up the idea of writing something tonight I got into my sports clothes, turned up my Rock playlist on my headphones and left the house to go for a run.

I didn't know how long or how fast I had been running, I shut the world outside and just forgot about everything that had been happening for a while. I just wanted to get away from all of that, I had no idea how I could take this one more day.

When I looked around I realised that the sun had already set and it was starting to get really dark. I didn't really have any idea where I had ran and with reality starting to kick back in I felt that my legs were really tired. They suddenly seemed to not be able to run one more meter so I decided to just sit down on the pavement of the empty street.

What was I even doing here? I felt like a total looser sitting here on the side of the street, and maybe I was.
But I didn't want to go home and deal with shit either. I felt like crying. I was fucking everything up. What kind of idiot was I even to fall in love with my bandmate I had been friends with for almost 20 years? I had destroyed the future of my family and friends because I had to be so awkward. They would all be better off if I never even had existed.

I turned around the same idea in my head once again. Actually I knew what I had to do. And this time I was determined to do it, I had no other choice. I would do it right away next morning in The Bakery.

With my sudden determination I felt the energy to get up again and walk back home. I had this awkward melancholic feeling in my stomach and I couldn't help thinking about all the things that had happened in the past like a flashback in my head and whatever might happen in the future. Maybe it was the darkness and silence that made me feel so strange.

After a few hundred meters I realised that it would take forever to walk back home. I was lucky to find a bus stop near me with the next bus set to arrive in a few minutes.

The morning I jumped right out of my bed when I woke up. I couldn't let my doubts come back to me, I had made my decision last night.
I really didn't want to do this though. I had no idea how I could say it. I felt how my stomach started to twist at the thought of actually doing this, but I knew I had no other choice if I wanted to get my life together again somehow. I felt too sick to have breakfast and it wasn't that early anymore anyway, so I quickly changed, brushed my teeth and got off into the car.

Usually I always listened to music while driving, but right now I was too excited and scared. When I parked at The Bakery I and got out of my car I felt like I could throw up and I was about to turn around again. But I wouldn't be a coward today. Not this time.

A/N: Ahhh finally I got to do my first cliffhanger! I'm sorry guys :P