Vic
The girls put on a fucking amazing show tonight and now it was almost time for us to go on before A7x. The girls were slowly coming off the stage one by one, handing over their things to the roadies, but Hannah came running off the stage, practically threw he guitar to the first person she saw and ran in the direction of the toilets.

“What’s wrong with her?” Synyster Gates asked as he wrapped his arm around Erin’s shoulder, I smirked at her and she rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“I’ll go and check on her,” Erin offered as she tried to get out of Brian’s grip.

“No, it’s alright,” I told her, gesturing for her to stay where she was “I’ve got this one,”
She reacted in her usual unladylike manner and flipped me off before I turned on my heel and hurried off in the direction of Hannah.

“Hannah?” I called out as I slowly let myself into the backstage bathrooms.

“In here,” She groaned, banging her fist against the only closed cubicle door. The sound of the door unlocking was my signal to go on in “Hold my hair,” She whispered, hanging her long locks over to me as she coughed and spluttered some more, bringing up whatever she had left in her stomach.

This took me back, to good and bad times, but mostly the bad times, when Hannah would either have way too much to drink or take too many painkillers and anti-depressants at the same time, and that’s the first thing my brain jumped to.

“Hannah?” I asked softly, rubbing her back and grabbing more of her hair out of her face.

“Hm?”

“What did you take?” I asked.

She didn’t answer, but she wasn’t throwing up.

“Hannah, you have to tell me now, please, baby, what did you take?” I asked.

It took a few more moments of silence before she spoke.

“Nothing,” She sighed, bringing her face away from the toilet and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand “I didn’t take anything Vic, I promised you I would never do that shit again, didn’t I?” I nodded.

“But how many promises did we used to make before that we never stuck to?” I asked, raising my eyebrow at her.

“So many,” She shook her head “But that was a long, long time ago when I was in a really bad place and so were you, but there’s one promise you still don’t keep,”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“That you would never love more than your best friend,” She teased with a smirk “Every day you fall in love with me all over again,”

“Oh yeah?” I smirked too, and she nodded “How do you know that?”

“Because I see the look on your face when you see me for the first time during the day, and you get the same stupid look you had the night you first realised that you’d screwed up,”

“We can’t seem to find out singer!”

We laughed at Jaime talking to the crowd, and I knew that I should be out there, but knowing Hannah was alright was more important to me than any show.

“I wouldn’t say I screwed up,” I told her, kneeling between her legs and pressing my forehead against hers “I’d say, that night was the beginning of the best adventure of my life,” I took a deep breath and sighed “I just wish you were on the adventure with me, too.”

“I need to tell you something,” She whispered. I tried to look into her eyes, but she was looking down and avoiding eye contact.

“What?” I asked, panic evident in my tone.

“Vic! Vic! Vic! Vic! Vic!!

The crowd really wanted me out there.

“Hannah, what’s wrong?” I asked. My heart was starting to beat faster and harder in my chest, my palms were sweating and it was
getting harder to breathe, but so far in my life, none of Hannah’s confessions have been happy ones.

“I…” She took a deep breath “I missed… I should have had – Vic, I missed my period this month…”

Everything happened at once after she said that. My heart jumped into my throat and my throat squeezed my heart as hard as it could, my stomach fell out of my ass and my eyes popped out of my head. But no words left my mouth.

“Vic,” Hannah whispered, pressing her hand to my cheek gently “Say something, you’re really freaking me out,” Her voice sounded far away to me, and all I could hear were all of the fans cheering for me to get my ass out there, and that’s exactly what I did. I burst out of the cubicle and tore out of the bathroom and back to the side of the stage where three angry looking women stood staring at me, my guitar was thrown at me and I skipped onto stage, plastering a smile across my face.
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Hannah
I just had to tell him that, didn’t I? I could have just left it and waited until I knew for sure, but now, he’s freaking out and messing up out there on stage.

“What the fuck is wrong with him?” Red asked, biting her thumb nail “He’s at least two beats behind everyone else,”

“I don’t know,” I whispered, playing dumb.

“You were last with him before he went out there,” Erin reminded me “Something happen when the two of you were in the toilets?”

“Nope,” I said, maybe a little too quickly, everyone was looking at me “Nothing happened,” I said sternly before turning back to watch the disaster unfold before us all.
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When the guys’ set was finished, they walked off the stage, waving to the crowd as they came towards us, everyone was looking at Vic as he stormed off, pushing things over as he walked past them.

“What the fuck is his problem?” Jaime asked “He just couldn’t get it out there,”

“It was horrible to watch,” Erin teased “But we don’t know what happened, so maybe he’s just having a bad day,”

“A bad day,” Mike scoffed “It’s Vic, he hasn’t had a bad day in years,” As the words left his mouth, my eyes dropped to the ground and I could feel everyone’s eyes burning into me.

“Fuck,” I cursed myself before taking off and hurrying in the direction Vic just ran, I knew he would have gone back to their bus, so that’s where I went.
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Vic
The fuck up of this show was all Hannah’s fault. If she hadn’t told me that she might be pregnant with my cild right before I went on stage, then everything would have gone perfect, but now the tour is off to a horrible start and that is never a good sign.

I was pacing back and forth on the bus, muttering and swearing to myself while biting on my thumb.

“Vic!” Hannah practically yelled as she burst onto the bus “I knew you’d be here,” She smiled weakly, letting the door close “Why did you take off like that?” She asked.

“Because of you,” I snapped angrily.

“Me?” She scoffed “What the fuck did I do?”

“You went and got pregnant!” I yelled, storming over to her so we were face to face.

“That isn’t all my fault!” She yelled back “And I don’t know for sure, I have to wait a few days until we’re in the next town so I can buy a test and find out,”

“We have to wait that long?” I sighed, moving away from her and grabbing a beer “This is just fucking perfect,”

“Look, if I’m pregnant, it isn’t you who has to worry about it, your precious fans aren’t going to know that you got your friend pregnant, but all of our fans will know that Another Day Wasted has a pregnant guitarist,” She slumped down on the sofa “And that would only be for so long until I couldn’t hold my guitar anymore, and then for a long time after that while I look after a child all by myself before we can tour again, and nobody wants to tour with a screaming baby, fuck…” She trailed off, looking at the floor.

“What?” I growled, standing where I was, but looking at her “What?” I repeated when she didn’t answer me.

“My life in the band is totally over,” She whispered. I could tell from all the way over here that she was starting to panic “If I’m pregnant, this baby is going to take away everything I have that is good in my life,”

I didn’t say anything to her, but I got angrier, and stormed off the bus before I did something I regretted.
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Jimmy
We did our set and the whole time, I was looking to the side of the stage where the girls of ADW and the guys of PTV were all standing watching us, singing along with Matt and the crowd, but Hannah and Vic were missing.

I knew what they were most likely doing, and I didn’t like that thought being in my head. I liked Hannah, and after our little date I knew she liked me too, but we weren’t going to be more than… whatever we are now, and I’ll admit that, sure, it hurt, but if she was happy with it, then so was I.

Everyone was going back to our bus to celebrate an awesome night, and the celebration was in full swing when Vic stumbled onto the bus, already drunk.

“Hey,” I said, grabbing the front of his shirt as he went to walk by me “Where’s Hannah?”

“I don’t know,” He slurred and laughed drunkenly “I haven’t seen her since you guys went on stage,”

“That was two hours ago,” I growled “Where did you leave her?”

“On my bus!”
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I made it across the park to PTV’s bus and let myself in, where I found Hannah sitting on the sofa, drinking a beer in the dark.

“Hannah?” I asked “What are you doing sitting in here all alone?”

“I don’t want to burden anyone more than I have to,” She said slowly.

“You aren’t a burden to anyone,” I frowned, getting onto my knees in front of her and placing my hands on her knees.

“I will be, soon,”

“Hannah,” I sighed “Please stop with the scary talk and just tell me what is going on, I’m worried about you and I know that the girls
and the rest of the guys are, too.”

“Vic isn’t,” She corrected me “He got me into this mess and he doesn’t even care, he’s mad at me and he doesn’t even want to look at me, he’s supposed to be my best friend,”

I had a horrible feeling in the bottom of my heart what she was talking about, but I really hoped that I was wrong. But before I could ask her, she pinned me to the floor of the bus and straddled my waist.

My hands instinctively went to her hips as hers went to my hair and her lips came crashing down on mine in a passionate and hungry kiss.

“Hannah,” I panted, pulling away “Are you sure about this?” I asked.

She nodded and pulled my shirt from my body, throwing it somewhere on the ground before making work of my jeans.

I missed the celebration with everyone else, but the three I had with Hannah were better than a party on a bus.

Notes

Sorry this took me a few days guys!

Looks like Vic and Hannah's relationship is being pushed, but didn't Vic want this with her because he loves her?
Stay tuned for more excitement!!

- LMV