|| S O P H I A  ||

I patiently waited for someone to come in my table. My place wasn't that far for them to not find me. And besides I just came on time. I looked at the coffee that I just ordered some minutes ago when I arrived. Tristan was in Georgina waiting for me to come home. And I say, I must now because Caryl isn't coming.  Its obvious.

I stood up and picked up the warm paper coffee cup, looked at the tinted windows and hope that Caryl just parked her car there. I fixed my hair and looked straight at the door, currently staring at a car parked in front of my location. 

"Sophia?" A guy who wears a hat called me and I stare at him confused, he just smiled and hugged me tight. this hug is I've ever been belonging. I don't know why but I just submitted to him and hugged him back, he started to look at me and hug me again. I know him. He's Patrick. Just by the way he acts.

"Patrick, you could let me go now," I said and he just gave me a longing look, still wishing to hug me and tears paints up in the corner of his eyes, he looks like he's crying. And I just can't believe that I made a rock star cry at front of me.

"I'm so sorry I was just carried away," I chuckled and opened the glass door, lead him in and closed the door.

"Its okay," I said and looked at my coffee, set it in the nearest coffee table and set myself in the couch and Patrick sat down opposing my seat, his face was just few inches away from me.

I cleared my throat loudly and then he started to fix himself and then look at me again.

"Its been two years. And two years was just too long isn't it?"

The question that he was asking was clearly vivid to me. He was referring to my best friend and my disappearance in their lives. Which is just for everybody's safety. Because that threat appeals that it isn't just a joke or something. 

"Yeah... but I don't wanna talk about it hmm?" I calmly said as I sipped the coffee and stare at the window again hoping that Caryl would be here now.

"But why? You know... I've got... Holy Smokes, I waited for this to happen so I would know that you're safe. You're both safe. I didn't ever lost that hope that I will sooner mee-"

"Patrick! That was so long ago!" I whispered shouted him, he just stare at me in disbelief.

"But Sophia! You can't blame me even! If you're on my shoes, you would totally scan the whole world just to know if your loved ones is still alive or they were cold corpses lying on the grave somewhere!" Patrick outbursted, I just sigh in disbelief. He won't ever give up this topic doesn't he?

I never had the guts to break out the silence that was built on our location. I can hear the other tables that they we're busy chatting each other like they haven't seen each other for like 10 or 20 years. Patrick was just staring at his calloused hands, calloused because of playing various instruments which I personally think that it's good.

"So... How are you now?" I throw up, the silence was silently choking me up so I brought up the topic.. that topic which seem to be really lame.

"You asking me that?" He asked, he sighed as he reconnected his eyes to me, which I felt myself to give in. His solemn soul really gave my spine a big chill.

"I was touring around the world for now, you know, the band got big. You see it for yourself when you interviewed us," Patrick looked away, the way he spoke was really spicy, like every word he spoke was burning my skin because of guilt and shame. I remembered the way I treated them when I interviewed them yesterday.

"So, does Joe has a girlfriend now?" I asked, he crept a smile, just a little one and faced the window.

"None. I mean, all of us have none. Only Pete has the chance to flirt with anyone he wanted, he's good at that. I never mean anything at this but I'm just... loyal to Elisa. I never had the chance to lay my eyes on other girls... or even appreciate them.." he said as he suddenly blushed in front of me, I chuckled and looked at him.

"You know Pat, we've grown too far apart within just two years you know that?" I said, he looked at me and looked away -- which is the sport that he's really good at. He looks at you and looks away when you're looking at him.

"Don't call me Pat." I chuckled as he sassed. He stood up and glanced at his watch.

"Uhm... Sophia, speaking of that, you know that Caryl won't show aren't you?" He asked, I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, I think I has to go too. My son was waiting for me now." I said and then he suddenly looked at me. He opened his mouth and closed it again. I chuckled at his reaction and dropped the cup of coffee and turned my heels around, Patrick followed me.

"Seriously? You have a son?" He asked, I chuckled.

"Why? You won't believe it? Come, I'm inviting you in to my house." I chuckled, he started to look at me with mix emotions in his face.

"Holy smokes. What ever happened to me? I was so speechless though." He mumbled to himself, I smiled.

"Your car." He said as he started to knock on the car he was from a while ago, I smiled and get the keys from my pocket, pressed the alarm and locate my car.

Am I really thinking? Patrick would have the guts to get to my house anytime he wanted. Ugh. I wasn't thinking! What if the threats just... ugh. I haven't seen the guy for 2 years and also, Tristan...

Patrick approached me, he started to get the hood of his head and then smiled at me. His scent was playing with my nose. Gosh. His perfume was just so adorable. Just it suits his personality.

"Let's go?" He asked, I smiled and nodded, I opened the door and he get in to the adjacent seat near me and then took seatbelt.

I was about to pull over from the parking but gosh... the other car bumped in my car and we nearly crashed in to that gutter.

"You fine?" I inquired, he started to make a face.

"That driver was so reckless! Come on Soff, pull over and let me face him!" Patrick screamed as we heard a loud screeching outside, the car just went away without our notice. Nice.

"I'm so sorry abo---"

"It was never your fault Sophia, let's just go." He was so concerned about me. I thank him.

|Arian's P.O.V.|

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I was currently out on my walk when I felt my phone beeped in my pants, I looked at the side to see anyone around me. Clear. There was no one. I hope my stalkers aren't around now because I'm scared to face them. Seriously. Like everyday they are growing and growing and I don't have the place to hide. They even know my phone's number and where I am working. God. I need to escape this town.

I looked back again, checking if my surroundings was clear. Look straight ahead in to the corners, clear. I picked up the phone and checked who texted me.

Caryl:

Hey Arian! Are you free tomorrow? I'm just asking if you're free to join us tomorrow! I'm with Katie, Erika and Rhona :) I've got two people to introduce to you :) so? Meet you tomorrow at 3:00 pm, in Cafe Belle downtown. I'm looking up to you ;) - Caryl

Looks like I've got no choice to go? Anyways. I have nothing to do tomorrow so I guess its not bad to go. Besides, I've got to enjoy my day tomorrow because my mind was so messed up with those crazy dumbass stalkers.

I took a step forward and looked back, I felt someone moved and I was so sensitive now. I don't really feel I was secured. So, I need to get inside this bar... The bar that really caught my eyes.

I pushed the two glass door and the loud thumps of drums welcomed me. I smiled and looked back, gladly there's no one that will follow me. I walked through the crowded hallway and I want to see who is the one whose playing in the stage. His drumming really caught my attention and badly I think I had myself craving for more.

I combed the crowd and find my way to fit in. They are so many and I really don't know if I'm going to catch the drummer dude.

The people around me are dancing their asses off, dancing like a miserable mess that was just spilling out their problems here, just wanted to listen to the precious melody that I was hearing.

The voice of the vocalist really awaken my senses, but really. The drummer had my attention and I don't care about anything. All I want to do is to see them by myself, wonder if he could teach me like that.

"Oops. Sorry," the guy bumped me accidentally and I fell hard on the ground, my eyes lifted to his direction and seeing him smirking. I also remembered that I'm wearing a v-necked shirt that exposed my freaking cleavage. I caught his eyes and seeing that he's checking me out. I immediately pulled myself up, covering my chest and then look at the guy. The smirk never really left his face.

The drum's beats was slowly fading away, the tune of the guitar was getting off my ears, my face earned an frown. I walked out from the crowd seeing the guys have packed up, the chubby guy who I supposed to know as their vocalist? I don't know. At least he was a band member. He waved in to the crowd, the people beside me started to chant different names. I sighed.

I already missed the gig if it wasn't for the guy who "accidentally" tripped on me. I know that he did it on purpose. Gosh. His face somewhat looks familiar!

I looked back seeing the guy was still smiling, with a cigarette in his hands. I immediately pried from the crowd, following the guys in some sort of door where I supposed to know as the exit. There are no one whose watching me so I guess it's okay.

Few footsteps, I sense that there's someone in my back. I looked back to see no one, so I picked up a notch of my speed and finally reached for the open ground.

I smiled as I approached a black Porsche car, clenched my fists and walked in the ground with a high poise. I need to still find my composure even though I'm a fan. (I called myself a fan even though I didn't even know them well yet)

"Miss, this is off limits." Some guy snaked his hands around my wrists, gripped it tight and made me face myself to him. His face was just few inches away and the devilish grin never left his face. Maniac!

"If you come with me, I swear they'll never find out." He whispered to my ears as he tucked some fallen strands of my hair, I shivered and moved away, trying to lose his grip. Unfortunately, the guy was so strong and the smell of the mixture of liquor and cigarette didn't help me to lose his grip.

"No! Let go of me!" I yelled as I tried to drag my hands down, his smirk hurled into a frown with a hint of annoyance in his face. I looked away seeing the guy who wears a hoodie was setting himself in the car, I looked at the guy again because he made me look at him, I cringed to see his face and forced myself to untangle his grip from mine.

"Let fucking go!" I cursed, he smirked and lean close to me.

"Strong. I like that." He smirked as he was trying to kiss my neck, I twisted his arms and punch him in his face, my knuckles reddened as it hit his bony cheeks.

"You're fighter hmm? Turns me on." I cringed at his words as he held both of my hands, his aura was now scarier than before. I closed my eyes as I kicked his ego, he looked at me and gripped me tight. Ha! Serves you right!

"Fuck!" He retched as I walk away, I kicked his body again, but worst, he caught my feet!

"Damn you're so much than I thought!" He screamed as he pulled my feet down, closed my eyes and avoiding his eyes.

"Let go of her!" Someone screamed as I heard a loud punch beside me, I saw a guy with a brown hair look at me, I backed away a little just so I wouldn't be hurt.

He's so Amazing.

The maniac's face was now swollen, his lips was now swollen too. With a hint of blood in the side of his lips. Served him right.

"Are you okay?" He asked me as I stood up next to him, few beads of sweat formed in his pale forehead.

"Yeah, thank you so much... I just don't know what to do with him. Thank you for saving me," I shyly said as my heart thumped fast, I guess I was starstruck with his so gentle face.

"Yeah. Its fine. Would you like to come with me? Just so I know that you're fine now. These kind of guys were just around. You know." A smile crept on his face, I felt my cheeks burned.

"Yeah," I smiled, I turned around and sighed.

"My name is Andy by the way." He said as he offered his hands to me. I smiled and warmly accepted his hands and felt comfortable with his company.

"I am Arian," he smiled and shook our hands, he didn't let go of my hands.

What if my hands are now sweaty? Ugh. That would be so embarrassing! I mentally slapped myself as I looked at our hands, it was still intertwined and my mind stopped functioning.

This guy made my day really good.

"Uhm, my hands are a little bit sweaty," I broke the sweet silence, god. I feel like dancin!

"Sorry, did I made you feel uncomfortable?" He asked. I shook my head and gaze in to his chocolate eyes.

"Beautiful." He said as we stepped out of the scene, I smiled and walked comfortably beside him. Because with him I felt secure just for a short time.

(Heeeeeyy! Introduction of new characters! Lol. Did you like the cameo @Aethermae? Hmmm? *nudge nudge* haha! Hope you like it! Thank you for reading fellas! ♡ Chey )