You'll learn your lesson, but first you'll fall..

'Morning baby!' Matt beamed, as we Facetimed.
'Morning babe.' I grinned. He was still in bed in the hotel room - alone, as far as I could make out - and looked tired, but still sexy and gorgeous.
'You look tired.' Matt said to me, looking concerned.
'I am tired. Luke stayed till about 11 last night, as you know from the text, but I couldn't really sleep last night, I'm not sure why.' I shrugged.
Matt's seemed uneasy at just the mention of Luke's name. 'I know you said he didn't, but.. Luke.. didn't try anything?' Matt seemed to kind of cough out Luke's name.
'No, babe, he didn't, I promise. I'd never let him near me, you know that.'
'I know, I know.. I just love you.' Matt smiled sleepily.
'I love you too, baby. How was last night?' All I could think of was the photo I saw on Instagram, but I wasn't going to say it; it would be so obvious I was snooping around and I'd come across as overprotective, jealous and paranoid, so I left it.
'Phenomenal. A great way to start the tour off, with such a brilliant crowd. We played some old stuff and they all knew it, it was so good.'
'Any pretty women?' I grinned, knowing the answer but acting slightly dumb.
'There's one on the phone of my screen right now..' Matt smirked, but not answering the question.. Was it my hormones getting the best of me, or that I wasn't used to Matt being away and me not knowing what he was up to?

'How's the little monster?' Matt asked, changing subject.
'Still quiet. I sometimes get tiny flutters, but when you think about it, I'm nearly 3 months gone, so it's starting to grow. I kept getting flutters last night.'
'So you're not in any major pain or anything?' Matt asked.
'No, I'm fine, thanks. What's going on today?' I asked him.
'We're just gonna chill in the hotel for the day, and then catch a plane to Spain tonight at 8, for the show tomorrow. I'm looking forward to Spain, it'll be crazy.'
'Sounds cool. I miss you.' I pouted.
'I miss you so much, babe. I just keep thinking of when I get to cuddle you next, even though it'll be a while away.'
'Aww.' I said, feeling myself tear up. Stupid hormones.
As Matt went to speak, he looked up, and smiled, nodding. I heard commotion and then Dan's face appeared on the screen, beside Matt on the bed.

'Hey, El!' Dan grinned.
'Hey, Abell! How's Alana?' I grinned back. I loved Dan, he was like my big brother, protective and annoying.
'She's good. Well she was last night, anyway. She brought me up breakfast this morning; she's a keeper for sure.' Dan winked. Dan and his filthy mouth.
'Dan, shut up! I don't want to know about you and Alana's intimacy!' I waved my hand in the air.
'Sorry, sorry. I'll leave you two to finish up, but be down soon, Matt, there's loads of fans outside and the hotel manager's getting pretty agitated.' Dan got off the bed. For once, the word 'fans' made my stomach flip. What if that blonde girl was one of them?
'Baby, I better go, or Dan will kick my ass. I'm sorry. I'll Face Time you again later, okay?' Matt smiled at me.
'Course, babe. I love you, have a good day.'
'You too, baby. I love you!' Matt grinned, before hanging up. I put my phone down and sighed loudly. I just couldn't get that photo on Instagram out of my head. There was something about it, I could see it in their smiles, that screamed 'more than just a fan'. I kept telling myself to stop being so paranoid, but something told me my paranoia was right.


MATT'S POV



After I got off the phone to El, I got up, and put on a chequered shirt and jeans. I shaved and put on aftershave, and went downstairs to the hotel lobby, where the street outside the hotel could be seen thanks to the glass doors, and holy God, there were so many fans.
When I walked into the middle of the lobby, where Dan, Brian, Zacky, Johnny, Arin and about 6 security guards were. All the fans started shouting and clapping, some crying and sobbing. It still shocked me, every time I saw a fan cry, the fact they were crying thanks to me.
'Okay, guys, we have about 25 fans out there, which doesn't seem like a lot, but is a huge amount for outside the hotel. So make the autographs and photos as quick as you can, because we don't want any fans getting left out. That clear?' Dan said to us. We all nodded, and he handed us each a Sharpie.

We all walked out together, Dan and 2 security guards behind us, 3 security guards in front of us. There were already security guards outside, trying to contain the crowd.
The fans all shouted and screamed, shouting various things, like, 'M Shadows!' 'Matt!' 'I love you!'. I signed autographs, tattoos, got in photos and talked to people. I loved this part of being famous, interacting with fans and hearing their stories of how they had travelled across the world to meet us, and watch us play.
When one fan came up to me, I looked up to smile at her, and straight away, recognized the familiar blue eyes and blonde hair.
'Hello, stranger.' She smiled confidently.
'Hey, Amelia.' I smiled back, taken by surprise.
'Did you see me last night?' She asked.
'I did. You were about middle right at the barrier, am I right?' I said. I did see her, and found myself glancing at her as I looked down at the crowd, and for a split second, thinking she was Eleanor. I wasn't going to tell Eleanor, as Eleanor would not like that in the slightest.
'You're very right. I'm glad you noticed me.'
'Hey, I keep my promises.' I shrugged.
She handed me a CD, and as I took it, I noticed she had scars the whole way up her arm, cutting scars. And they looked extremely deep.
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'Hey, are you okay?' I asked quietly, glancing down at her scars.
She blushed. 'I wouldn't be, if I didn't have your music to listen to.' I could see her eyes welling up. Fuck, I felt really, really bad now for saying anything.
I signed the CD quickly, and looked at her.
'How about we grab lunch together and we can talk? If you say our band saved you, I want to know more.' Fuck, did I really just say that?
She shrugged and nodded. 'Sure. How will I find you?'
'Wait around here until everyone leaves. But just you, no friends or anyone else, promise?'
'Okay, I promise.'
'Thanks. See you after.' I muttered to her, before she walked away calmly.
What the actual fuck? Most fans would have a stroke if I said that to them, but not her, she just shrugged and said 'sure'. Why did I find that attractive? No, Matt, stop.
I really hoped she didn't get the wrong idea by me asking her to lunch. Those scars looked extreme, and I felt I owed it to her, if she was telling the truth by saying that our music saved her.
No, she remembered I was married, when she saved me from that whorey fan at the airport.
I just hoped I would be able to remember I was married.

Notes

Okay, so I know Eleanor's extremely paranoid, but from personal experience, that is how a girl thinks when their partner is far away and around girls..

I just want to say, with the whole Amelia cutting thing, I am not condoning cutting in any way at all, and I'm not saying that cutting is a good way to get attention from any members of Avenged Sevenfold, because it isn't. This story is strictly fiction, and it's not based on a true story or any shit like that, so please don't think it's a way of getting the attention from anyone famous.
And putting the touchy subject of self harm in this story is not mocking it or glamorising it in any way, self harm is a serious thing and I'm aware of that, I'm not trying to make it sound like something brilliant or dress it up in any way.
If anyone is battling with self harm, stay strong darling, and know I'm always here for you if you want to send me a message <33

Lastly, I've been considering getting a co author involved in this story..
Thoughts on having another author? If you guys don't want it, it won't happen:3
If anyone would like to be co author, send me a message privately please, I'd like it to be someone who has written before..

Awkward moment when the notes are longer than the chapter..

Thanks for reading lovelies!