Olivia's pov.

I didn't know what it was, but some shitty feeling I had made me wake up. The sun's rays shone in James' and my room and made sure that I won't fall asleep again anytime soon.

I looked at the watch that was on a bedside table next to me. Nine forty-five, which meant the boys were already at the sound check. In fact, they've been at the soundcheck for two hours, but that wasn't my concern. Not at the moment.

I quickly got dressed which meant I just take things out of my suitcase and hope it looks good. It became black jeans, an old Beatles shirt that used to belong to my dad, and my Vans. And my leather jacket. I just let my hair down but I would at least comb it. Otherwise I looked like James and I really didn't want that.

Luckily it wasn't too crowded in the hotel's dining room. I grabbed a plate and loaded it up with scrambled eggs and bacon. I made myself a coffee and an orange juice. Everything was ready to be eaten at a table a little further back so I could have my peace. I only needed cutlery and sugar for the coffee.

"Good morning, my best friend!", I was greeted by an overly excited Stacy.

What did she have? Had she spent a wonderful night with Curly or what was going on? I just didn't say anything and went to my food. I was really hungry.

Stacy followed me with her bowl of cereal and her tea. I really didn't understand how she could eat so little. Most of the time she only eats that and then nothing for the rest of the day? She wasn't on a diet, I knew that. Because if she went on a diet, she would force me to go along with it.

I always declined.
Me without food is meaningless.
Food is my life.

"Why didn't you accompany the boys? I thought you like Kirk so much.", the last part was more or less sarcastic.

She in turn just rolled her eyes and ignored my sarcastic comment. I just shrugged and started eating. Otherwise neither I nor anyone would survive this day. And I wanted to spare everyone that.

"That was too early for me.", was all she said.

Stacy kept turning around. She didn't touch her cornflakes and she loved those honey balls so much. Actually, that's none of my business, but I can find out why, right? I mean, I'm her best friend after all.

I just hope that if she doesn't want anything more from Kirk, she'll tell him. The last time she didn't tell her boyfriend, she cheated on him of course. She did the same with James. That's also the reason why I no longer trust her when it comes to love.

"Who or what are you staring at? You eat nothing and these are your favorite cereals", so I meant.

As soon as I said that, she turned to me and silently began to eat. What is this now? I just shook my head and continued eating.

I had no idea why, but I have a bad feeling about Stacy coming with the boys and me in Tour. It doesn't go together anyway as she loathes Metal. What is her purpose?

Stacy's been a different person since we got on that bus, and I don't like that. Is she doing this to impress Kirk? Is she doing this to prove something to herself? Did she just come along to get at me? I have no Idea. Maybe she really wanted to do something serious with Kirk. Maybe she really likes him.

But why doesn't it feel like she's happy around him?

I need to talk to Cliff about this.

It was now midday and the boys were finally back. I was bored to death in the room. Even though I was on a little exploration tour, I didn't really have any motivation to do anything.

Everyone had gathered in Bob's room and had a seat. I just sat on the floor and leaned my back against the bed. Lars, for whatever reason, was playing with a few strands of my hair. He's done it before when he was bored, so I didn't say anything against it.

I actually like it though.

"How was the sound check?", I asked them.

"Good. Tonight is the deal. Are you coming too or are you staying here?"

"I'm coming. I want to see my best friend live."

James looked like his heart was lifted. So he was happy about my answer. I smiled at him and he put an arm around my shoulders. He sat next to me so I didn't have to move unnecessarily. This gesture may look very friendly, but for us it has a much deeper meaning. And that will always remain our secret.

"It's nice to know you near me. You know that, right?", he sounded rather uncertain.

I wrapped my arm around his waist not wanting to break my arm. Of course I know that he loves me. James isn't very good at showing affection for anyone. That's why he uses simple gestures. He may be an enigmatic person to many but once you get to know him you realize just how warm and loving he can be. A simple "how are you" from James is enough to put me in a good mood. And he knows that.

"Of course. I know how you tick and you also know that with me you can be the person you really are. The same goes for your bandmates. We love you James."

Seeing him so happy warmed my heart. I was really happy for him and Lars. That they made it this far even though no one believed in them. James, Kirk, Lars and Cliff can be proud of what they have achieved. And what else they will do.

We stood arm in arm and watched as Lars and Cliff talked loudly about something.
I'm looking forward to seeing the guys, Metallica, live. I want to see how they play together, how they melt into the music together. That is their dream. And nobody can take that away from them.