You left just in time [2/5]
Author: Sophie a.k.a. xgoingmywayx
Pairing: Matt Flyzik / Alex Gaskarth
Rating: PG-13
P.O.V.: first, switches between Matt and Alex
Summary: Two guys, one story. Five years later they meet again. A second chance or a sick little game from destiny?
Disclaimer: So I invented this world in which four guys formed a band named All Time Low and inspired a lot of fanfics. So yeah, you’re all a part of my imagination.. NOT Plotline is mine though ^.^
Notes: Not here :)
Title cred.: Title belongs to There for Tomorrow. Cut belongs to Cobra Starship
Masterpost
A/N: Befor you start read, I'm gonna say thanks to anyone who commented, that's really good motivation. Also, it's 2:30 am, so I didn't beta this, I'll do that sometime later, so, for now; just read over the mistakes would you? kaythanksbye
The world has it’s shine but I would drop it on a dime
[Matt]
It had been quite a while since I dreaded the sound of my alarm clock ripping through the silence as much as I did this morning. I would see him today. I would be in the same room, breathe in the same air, I would have to talk to him. I didn’t get it, how the hell did this happen? One day I was just living my calm, Alex-free life, the next I had a meeting scheduled with the one man I wanted to avoid at all costs. Alex fucking Gaskarth.
Still half asleep I walked down the stairs. To anyone who’d be looking at me from the outside I would just look sleepy, maybe a bit grumpy, but on the inside I was freaking out. How was I supposed to talk to him? During the last five damned years I hadn’t heard a word from him, I didn’t even know where he lived or what he did for a living. I wished Cass would’ve ignored my request not to talk about Alex, not to tell me how he was doing, what he did, who he was living with. I wished she would’ve told me what his job was, who his friends were, who he was dating, whether he still thinking about me, us.
“Damnit” I cursed in a low voice. I shouldn’t be doing this, thinking about old days, hoping I could go back to old days and old flames, he wouldn’t come back to me. I had to make sure I remembered that. It was HIM who walked away. HE made it clear that he didn’t think what we had was worth a thing. HE walked out of my life without ever looking back.
I needed to talk to Cass, I would need someone to keep me sane after seeing him again, someone who wouldn’t let me get wasted. I looked for my phone and sent her a text. “Need to talk. You around this afternoon?”
I just got out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around my hips, when Cass answered me. "Sure. At the mall 1PM?" I sent her a confirmation and grabbed some clothes. After making sure I didn't look all too ridiculous, I grabbed my keys and got in my car.
In the car I started talking out loud to myself, it helps me think. "Alright Flyzik, you can do this. You won't let him play with your emotions. You're gonna go in there, be professional, and get to know as much as possible about those bands. you're just gonna behave like you would with a total stranger." Which, after all, he was. People change, and five years is a lot of time to do so.
I kept telling myself I would be able to do this during the ride. Pulling up into the parking lot, I took a deep breath "So now, you're gonna go out there, and you'll do exactly what you planned to. No crawling back now." I got out and walked into the building.
"Hi there Matt." Grieco greeted me. I had hopped by for a talk. Alright, I didn't want to go into my office, I was scared of what I was gonna find in there.
"Morning" I answered. "How's it going?"
"Fine." I looked at me suspiciously. "You're dreading going in there, aren't you?"
I sighed. "I am. Which is quite understandable, I'm sure about that."
"Well, it is, even more so knowing that he's already in your office." I blinked, I could just feel the blood leaving my face.
"You sure you're gonna be ok with this? Boss would let you and Colussy switch places you know."
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Erm, I don't know. Maybe it's the fact that you're as white as a ghost, or maybe because you're biting your lip-ring, something I haven't seen you do in ages."
I cursed under my breath, Alex had always found it 'adorable' when I did that, hence why I don't do it anymore. Every time I noticed I was biting my lip-ring, I was reminded of him. I had even considered losing the lip-ring, but I had grown too attached to it.
"Hey, Matt! MATT!"
"Huh? what?"
"You spaced out there man. now what do you say, you're gonna switch places with Colussy?"
"No, I won’t. I'm not gonna let him think I've chickened out."
"Alright. You want to meet up afterwards?" I shook my head. "Tell me you'll at least go talk with someone, I don't want to lose you again mate." That made me feel bad. I had been awful those first months, I still felt grateful that the guys and Cass didn't just gave up on me.
"You won't, I agreed with Cass to meet her at the mall this afternoon." He nodded, looking relieved. "Well I should get in my office, see you some time later." I turned around, not hearing his response.
When I reached the door of my office, my pace faltered a bit. Alex had the ability of manipulating people without them realizing it. I remember how he had played the crowds at the concerts, no matter how many fans there were, he always had them eating out of the palm of his hand. One second they would be screaming their hearts out, and with one word from Alex the entire crowd would go silent. I KNEW he would never use that against people, but still. I doubted my walls would stand a chance against the force of Alex Gaskarth's charm.
I took a deep breath and reached for the doorknob.
[Alex]
I rolled over, accidentally kicking Baz in the process. "Woops, sorry Baz." He sneezed at me and curled himself in a ball, pointedly showing he wanted to be left alone and sleep. A glance at my alarm clock told me I had 42 minutes left until I should get up. Any other day I would curl up - much like Baz did just a second ago- and try to catch some more sleep, a man can never get too much sleep, but today wasn't any other day, if anything, it was far from normal. Yet I didn't feel like getting up already, so I decided to disturb Baz some more, if I wasn't getting any sleep anymore, neither would he.
"Hey Baz" I kept nudging him until he lifted his head. 'C'mere boy" Making a big show of getting up, he came padding to me. He laid down next to me, his head on my chest.
"What should I do Baz? Help me out here, 'cause I really don't know it anymore." He watched me attentively, lifting up his head a bit, cocking it to the side, before cuddling up a bit closer to me.
“You think I should just let him? Maybe he doesn’t even want to see me. Would he want me to act as if we never knew each other, or will he want to talk about it? Maybe I should call Max, tell him I can’t do this.” My hand was already reaching out for my phone when Baz suddenly let out a low growl.
I arched my eyebrow at him. “What? You want me to go?” he looked at me as I were crazy for not wanting to go.
“Fine, I’ll go. I’ll try to talk with him. Maybe he’s willing to be friends. Not what I want, but it would be way more than I ever dared to wish for.” Apparently Baz agreed with this plan because he jumped up barking happily.
Alright, so that’s what I’ll do. I’ll go over there, tell him a bit about the bands, and once we’re having a decent conversation, I could try to bring the subject to us. Or at least what ‘us’ used to be. Maybe he’ll give me a second chance to be a part of his life, even if it’s just as friends.
Thinking about my first chance, the way I ruined it and even more so, the reason why makes the guilt return full force. I was so ashamed of my behavior I couldn’t go and find him to have a talk, I just couldn’t face him. By the time I had grown a pair and was willing to beg for a second chance, he’d moved without leaving a new address. Whipping a hand over my face, I sighed. I’d better go and get ready if I wanted to be on time.
~~~
Once I made it into the building, I walked over to the reception. “Hi, I have an appointment with Matt Flyzik?”
The woman in charge of the reception looked up. “Of course, handsome, you’re Alex Gaskarth I suppose?”
I grimaced, I hated being ogled like a piece of meat. “Yes that would be me.” I confirmed. When I saw her watching my hand, I noticed a satisfied look in her eyes when she didn’t see a ring. So I quickly said “I live with someone” To kill her hope. Well, technically that wasn’t a lie, I did live with my best friend even if I would never, ever, have sex with him, god the weirdness.
She hid her disappointment behind a mask of professionalism. “Of course. Give me a second, I’ll need to make a phone call."
For a second I was absolutely stunned. She wasn’t going to let me in because I hadn’t answered her flirtations? As soon as she started talking though, relief took over. “Alex, Mr. Gaskarth is here. Matt isn’t here yet, so should I let him in his office, or do I make him wait in visitors waiting room?.” After a short answer form the other side of the line, she nodded. ‘ Alright, I’ll do that. See you during the break Alex.”
She turned to me “Mr. Flyzik isn’t here yet, but you can wait in his office. I hope you don’t mind waiting.”
“Oh, no, that’s fine by me, I am rather early actually.”
She nodded as a sign she’d heard me while motioning for another girl to come closer. “Nathalie, show Mr. Gaskarth here Matt’s office, would you?” The girl agreed and turned away, looking over her shoulder to make sure I was following.
After moving up two floors with the elevator and taking two or three turns, we held still in front of a door saying ‘Matt Flyzik. Creative director’ “Here we are, make yourself comfortable, I’m sure he won’t mind.” I smiled at her gratefully and walked inside. I took a seat across of the desk.
A couple of minutes later, I heard someone open the door.
[Matt]
It hurt. Even after all these years, it hurt seeing him again.
As I stood frozen in the doorway my eyes scanned him from head to toe. Except for a couple of minor differences, he hadn’t changed at all. His hair was a bit longer than the last time I’d seen him - more like during the Nothing Personal days - but it had still that semi-messy look to it. The one or two slight wrinkles near the corner of his left eye told me he still laughed a lot. He was wearing a dark blue V-neck that clung tightly to his chest, which let me know he still had the perfect amount of muscle underneath that shirt. Pushing away thoughts of the times my fingertips traced those exact muscles, my eyes slid further down. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans with a grey belt, and some worn-off converses.
Flyzik! Snap out of it already! I shouted at myself. I looked up just in time to see Alex hastily avert his eyes. Hmm, I wasn’t the only one checking out someone in the room. I mentally shook my head. Walls, I reminded myself, you’ll need them before this meeting is over.
“It’s been a long time, huh?” Alex spoke up. He was watching me, head cocked to the side like a bird.
“It has. But that hasn’t got anything to do with this meeting.” I made my voice sound cold on purpose, to let him know this was a meeting about business and business only. I think I saw something flicker in his eyes that resembled hurt, but I made sure not to pay attention to that.
As I took a seat I asked “Alright, what can you tell me about these bands?” I silently prayed he would get the hint and just tell me what I needed to know about the bands, ‘cause if he’d go all on-stage-Gaskarth on me, I would crumble in no time.
He seemed to catch my drift, because he sat up straighter and immediately started talking. "The guys in these bands are really amazing, they're willing to do almost anything for tha fanbase that's forming. I could let you hear a couple of their songs next time if you'd like. The guys from Silhouette Sunset are really passionate, they.."
I lost trach of what he was saying, to engrosed in the view in front of me. I'd forgotten how exited he got while talking about things close to his heart. His whole face lit up and his eyes were sparkling as if there were little flames dancing behind his pupils.
"... I don't know if you can do anything with this, but Steven and John have some very strong believes, maybe you could talk with them sometime, that way you'll know what will work for them and what most surely won't." I hummed in response, scribbling something down to remember me of this fact. I liked the idea of working with guys who know who they are and what they want, this project could turn out to be actuelly fun - well, aside from the obvious.
"Matt" I froze. Being near him, in the same room, talking to him; I could handle. But hearhim say my name, hear the strained tone of his voice, I couldn't.
"Matt" There it was again.
"Can we not do this?" That confused me. "Can't we, I don't know, talk about it? You can't just expect me to pretend we never knew each other. We were such close friends, hell we were lovers. So don't use that icy tone with me Matt."
Well, that's what I call pushing someone's buttons. "Right now we're not talking about anything but these bands during this meeting, because we're at my work, and I'm planning on doing my job the best I can, as I always do. After this meeting we won't be talking either, because whatever it was we had, that was five years ago and we both know when and how that came to an end. Now could we just talk about these bands because I don't have all day." During my little speech my voice had grown cold and detached, I hated it but it was necessary to make sure the one person who could both balance and mess up my emotions would keep his distance.
Alex had always been good with people, so I expected him to give me one or two random facts about the bands and cut the meeting short, but I had forgotten one detail. Alex Gaskarth was great with people, he knew when to keep his composure and not push any buttons, he always knew the right things to say to not upset someone - exept with me. Whenever he was talking with me, it seemed like all of his reservations disappeared, there would be nothing left of the diplomatic Alex other people knew so well.
"What?! Come on Matt, this isn't you and we both know it. Just drop the act, would you? The old Matt would never just treat me like a piece of shit. You never even gave me a chance to explain myself! Where did the old, understanding, caring Matt go? What happened that changed you into this cold-hearted robot who refuses to show the least bit of emotion?!" He'd gotten out of his seat during his rant, and so had I.
I slammed my fist on the desk. "What happend? You want to know what the hell happened to me, Alex? Fine, I'll tel you! I got my heart broken Alex, that's what happend. It got wrenched out of my chest, smashed and chattered by the one person I believed I could trust with my life. Maybe my life would've been safe with you, but my heart certainly wasn't!" I turned around and stormed out of my office, not caring about the mess I left behind.
On the way to my car I pulled out my phone and called Cass. "You think you could make it to the mall early? As in, right now?
"Yeah sure" she answered "I'm on my way right now."
"Good" was all I said before hanging up and getting in my car.
[Alex]
As I watched him leave, I felt guilt take over. I didn't get it. Why had I started talking like that? What the fucking hell happened to nice and smooth?!
Defeated, I made my way to my car. I had just gotten in when I recieved a call from Rian.
"Hey bro! What's up, think we could meet up anytime soon?"
"Well yeah, right now actually. Why don't you go to my house? I'm on my way and I've got some things I need to talk about to you and Jack." Before he could reply I hung up and turned on the engine.
I was going to tell them all about what happened five years ago that broke Matt and me apart.
A/N: Whohoo! It’s done! I did it! xD So yeah, that was my second chapter, finally. Sorry if the last part seemed a bit rushed, I just wanted to get it over with. ><
So yes, I introduced both Cassadee and Rian, no, they’re not together. Yes, Cass is a friend of both Matt and Alex. No, she never talked about Alex to Matt. No, Alex doesn’t know Cass and Matt still see each other. :)
Oh, in case anyone got confused, the receptionist was talking to Grieco. Matt’s the only one who calls him Grieco since he still thinks about Alex (Gaskarth) when he hears the name ‘Alex’.
I decided I’m more of a story-creator than a writer. I have it all planned out, but writing it down just never seems to work out like I want it too. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Next chapter will be what you guys are waiting on, you’ll get to know what happened those five years ago that made Matt a mess and left Alex feeling so guilty ^.^
Don’t forget to comment, I still like to know what goes on in your head while reading this :)
Pairing: Matt Flyzik / Alex Gaskarth
Rating: PG-13
P.O.V.: first, switches between Matt and Alex
Summary: Two guys, one story. Five years later they meet again. A second chance or a sick little game from destiny?
Disclaimer: So I invented this world in which four guys formed a band named All Time Low and inspired a lot of fanfics. So yeah, you’re all a part of my imagination.. NOT Plotline is mine though ^.^
Notes: Not here :)
Title cred.: Title belongs to There for Tomorrow. Cut belongs to Cobra Starship
Masterpost
A/N: Befor you start read, I'm gonna say thanks to anyone who commented, that's really good motivation. Also, it's 2:30 am, so I didn't beta this, I'll do that sometime later, so, for now; just read over the mistakes would you? kaythanksbye
The world has it’s shine but I would drop it on a dime
[Matt]
It had been quite a while since I dreaded the sound of my alarm clock ripping through the silence as much as I did this morning. I would see him today. I would be in the same room, breathe in the same air, I would have to talk to him. I didn’t get it, how the hell did this happen? One day I was just living my calm, Alex-free life, the next I had a meeting scheduled with the one man I wanted to avoid at all costs. Alex fucking Gaskarth.
Still half asleep I walked down the stairs. To anyone who’d be looking at me from the outside I would just look sleepy, maybe a bit grumpy, but on the inside I was freaking out. How was I supposed to talk to him? During the last five damned years I hadn’t heard a word from him, I didn’t even know where he lived or what he did for a living. I wished Cass would’ve ignored my request not to talk about Alex, not to tell me how he was doing, what he did, who he was living with. I wished she would’ve told me what his job was, who his friends were, who he was dating, whether he still thinking about me, us.
“Damnit” I cursed in a low voice. I shouldn’t be doing this, thinking about old days, hoping I could go back to old days and old flames, he wouldn’t come back to me. I had to make sure I remembered that. It was HIM who walked away. HE made it clear that he didn’t think what we had was worth a thing. HE walked out of my life without ever looking back.
I needed to talk to Cass, I would need someone to keep me sane after seeing him again, someone who wouldn’t let me get wasted. I looked for my phone and sent her a text. “Need to talk. You around this afternoon?”
I just got out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around my hips, when Cass answered me. "Sure. At the mall 1PM?" I sent her a confirmation and grabbed some clothes. After making sure I didn't look all too ridiculous, I grabbed my keys and got in my car.
In the car I started talking out loud to myself, it helps me think. "Alright Flyzik, you can do this. You won't let him play with your emotions. You're gonna go in there, be professional, and get to know as much as possible about those bands. you're just gonna behave like you would with a total stranger." Which, after all, he was. People change, and five years is a lot of time to do so.
I kept telling myself I would be able to do this during the ride. Pulling up into the parking lot, I took a deep breath "So now, you're gonna go out there, and you'll do exactly what you planned to. No crawling back now." I got out and walked into the building.
"Hi there Matt." Grieco greeted me. I had hopped by for a talk. Alright, I didn't want to go into my office, I was scared of what I was gonna find in there.
"Morning" I answered. "How's it going?"
"Fine." I looked at me suspiciously. "You're dreading going in there, aren't you?"
I sighed. "I am. Which is quite understandable, I'm sure about that."
"Well, it is, even more so knowing that he's already in your office." I blinked, I could just feel the blood leaving my face.
"You sure you're gonna be ok with this? Boss would let you and Colussy switch places you know."
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Erm, I don't know. Maybe it's the fact that you're as white as a ghost, or maybe because you're biting your lip-ring, something I haven't seen you do in ages."
I cursed under my breath, Alex had always found it 'adorable' when I did that, hence why I don't do it anymore. Every time I noticed I was biting my lip-ring, I was reminded of him. I had even considered losing the lip-ring, but I had grown too attached to it.
"Hey, Matt! MATT!"
"Huh? what?"
"You spaced out there man. now what do you say, you're gonna switch places with Colussy?"
"No, I won’t. I'm not gonna let him think I've chickened out."
"Alright. You want to meet up afterwards?" I shook my head. "Tell me you'll at least go talk with someone, I don't want to lose you again mate." That made me feel bad. I had been awful those first months, I still felt grateful that the guys and Cass didn't just gave up on me.
"You won't, I agreed with Cass to meet her at the mall this afternoon." He nodded, looking relieved. "Well I should get in my office, see you some time later." I turned around, not hearing his response.
When I reached the door of my office, my pace faltered a bit. Alex had the ability of manipulating people without them realizing it. I remember how he had played the crowds at the concerts, no matter how many fans there were, he always had them eating out of the palm of his hand. One second they would be screaming their hearts out, and with one word from Alex the entire crowd would go silent. I KNEW he would never use that against people, but still. I doubted my walls would stand a chance against the force of Alex Gaskarth's charm.
I took a deep breath and reached for the doorknob.
[Alex]
I rolled over, accidentally kicking Baz in the process. "Woops, sorry Baz." He sneezed at me and curled himself in a ball, pointedly showing he wanted to be left alone and sleep. A glance at my alarm clock told me I had 42 minutes left until I should get up. Any other day I would curl up - much like Baz did just a second ago- and try to catch some more sleep, a man can never get too much sleep, but today wasn't any other day, if anything, it was far from normal. Yet I didn't feel like getting up already, so I decided to disturb Baz some more, if I wasn't getting any sleep anymore, neither would he.
"Hey Baz" I kept nudging him until he lifted his head. 'C'mere boy" Making a big show of getting up, he came padding to me. He laid down next to me, his head on my chest.
"What should I do Baz? Help me out here, 'cause I really don't know it anymore." He watched me attentively, lifting up his head a bit, cocking it to the side, before cuddling up a bit closer to me.
“You think I should just let him? Maybe he doesn’t even want to see me. Would he want me to act as if we never knew each other, or will he want to talk about it? Maybe I should call Max, tell him I can’t do this.” My hand was already reaching out for my phone when Baz suddenly let out a low growl.
I arched my eyebrow at him. “What? You want me to go?” he looked at me as I were crazy for not wanting to go.
“Fine, I’ll go. I’ll try to talk with him. Maybe he’s willing to be friends. Not what I want, but it would be way more than I ever dared to wish for.” Apparently Baz agreed with this plan because he jumped up barking happily.
Alright, so that’s what I’ll do. I’ll go over there, tell him a bit about the bands, and once we’re having a decent conversation, I could try to bring the subject to us. Or at least what ‘us’ used to be. Maybe he’ll give me a second chance to be a part of his life, even if it’s just as friends.
Thinking about my first chance, the way I ruined it and even more so, the reason why makes the guilt return full force. I was so ashamed of my behavior I couldn’t go and find him to have a talk, I just couldn’t face him. By the time I had grown a pair and was willing to beg for a second chance, he’d moved without leaving a new address. Whipping a hand over my face, I sighed. I’d better go and get ready if I wanted to be on time.
~~~
Once I made it into the building, I walked over to the reception. “Hi, I have an appointment with Matt Flyzik?”
The woman in charge of the reception looked up. “Of course, handsome, you’re Alex Gaskarth I suppose?”
I grimaced, I hated being ogled like a piece of meat. “Yes that would be me.” I confirmed. When I saw her watching my hand, I noticed a satisfied look in her eyes when she didn’t see a ring. So I quickly said “I live with someone” To kill her hope. Well, technically that wasn’t a lie, I did live with my best friend even if I would never, ever, have sex with him, god the weirdness.
She hid her disappointment behind a mask of professionalism. “Of course. Give me a second, I’ll need to make a phone call."
For a second I was absolutely stunned. She wasn’t going to let me in because I hadn’t answered her flirtations? As soon as she started talking though, relief took over. “Alex, Mr. Gaskarth is here. Matt isn’t here yet, so should I let him in his office, or do I make him wait in visitors waiting room?.” After a short answer form the other side of the line, she nodded. ‘ Alright, I’ll do that. See you during the break Alex.”
She turned to me “Mr. Flyzik isn’t here yet, but you can wait in his office. I hope you don’t mind waiting.”
“Oh, no, that’s fine by me, I am rather early actually.”
She nodded as a sign she’d heard me while motioning for another girl to come closer. “Nathalie, show Mr. Gaskarth here Matt’s office, would you?” The girl agreed and turned away, looking over her shoulder to make sure I was following.
After moving up two floors with the elevator and taking two or three turns, we held still in front of a door saying ‘Matt Flyzik. Creative director’ “Here we are, make yourself comfortable, I’m sure he won’t mind.” I smiled at her gratefully and walked inside. I took a seat across of the desk.
A couple of minutes later, I heard someone open the door.
[Matt]
It hurt. Even after all these years, it hurt seeing him again.
As I stood frozen in the doorway my eyes scanned him from head to toe. Except for a couple of minor differences, he hadn’t changed at all. His hair was a bit longer than the last time I’d seen him - more like during the Nothing Personal days - but it had still that semi-messy look to it. The one or two slight wrinkles near the corner of his left eye told me he still laughed a lot. He was wearing a dark blue V-neck that clung tightly to his chest, which let me know he still had the perfect amount of muscle underneath that shirt. Pushing away thoughts of the times my fingertips traced those exact muscles, my eyes slid further down. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans with a grey belt, and some worn-off converses.
Flyzik! Snap out of it already! I shouted at myself. I looked up just in time to see Alex hastily avert his eyes. Hmm, I wasn’t the only one checking out someone in the room. I mentally shook my head. Walls, I reminded myself, you’ll need them before this meeting is over.
“It’s been a long time, huh?” Alex spoke up. He was watching me, head cocked to the side like a bird.
“It has. But that hasn’t got anything to do with this meeting.” I made my voice sound cold on purpose, to let him know this was a meeting about business and business only. I think I saw something flicker in his eyes that resembled hurt, but I made sure not to pay attention to that.
As I took a seat I asked “Alright, what can you tell me about these bands?” I silently prayed he would get the hint and just tell me what I needed to know about the bands, ‘cause if he’d go all on-stage-Gaskarth on me, I would crumble in no time.
He seemed to catch my drift, because he sat up straighter and immediately started talking. "The guys in these bands are really amazing, they're willing to do almost anything for tha fanbase that's forming. I could let you hear a couple of their songs next time if you'd like. The guys from Silhouette Sunset are really passionate, they.."
I lost trach of what he was saying, to engrosed in the view in front of me. I'd forgotten how exited he got while talking about things close to his heart. His whole face lit up and his eyes were sparkling as if there were little flames dancing behind his pupils.
"... I don't know if you can do anything with this, but Steven and John have some very strong believes, maybe you could talk with them sometime, that way you'll know what will work for them and what most surely won't." I hummed in response, scribbling something down to remember me of this fact. I liked the idea of working with guys who know who they are and what they want, this project could turn out to be actuelly fun - well, aside from the obvious.
"Matt" I froze. Being near him, in the same room, talking to him; I could handle. But hearhim say my name, hear the strained tone of his voice, I couldn't.
"Matt" There it was again.
"Can we not do this?" That confused me. "Can't we, I don't know, talk about it? You can't just expect me to pretend we never knew each other. We were such close friends, hell we were lovers. So don't use that icy tone with me Matt."
Well, that's what I call pushing someone's buttons. "Right now we're not talking about anything but these bands during this meeting, because we're at my work, and I'm planning on doing my job the best I can, as I always do. After this meeting we won't be talking either, because whatever it was we had, that was five years ago and we both know when and how that came to an end. Now could we just talk about these bands because I don't have all day." During my little speech my voice had grown cold and detached, I hated it but it was necessary to make sure the one person who could both balance and mess up my emotions would keep his distance.
Alex had always been good with people, so I expected him to give me one or two random facts about the bands and cut the meeting short, but I had forgotten one detail. Alex Gaskarth was great with people, he knew when to keep his composure and not push any buttons, he always knew the right things to say to not upset someone - exept with me. Whenever he was talking with me, it seemed like all of his reservations disappeared, there would be nothing left of the diplomatic Alex other people knew so well.
"What?! Come on Matt, this isn't you and we both know it. Just drop the act, would you? The old Matt would never just treat me like a piece of shit. You never even gave me a chance to explain myself! Where did the old, understanding, caring Matt go? What happened that changed you into this cold-hearted robot who refuses to show the least bit of emotion?!" He'd gotten out of his seat during his rant, and so had I.
I slammed my fist on the desk. "What happend? You want to know what the hell happened to me, Alex? Fine, I'll tel you! I got my heart broken Alex, that's what happend. It got wrenched out of my chest, smashed and chattered by the one person I believed I could trust with my life. Maybe my life would've been safe with you, but my heart certainly wasn't!" I turned around and stormed out of my office, not caring about the mess I left behind.
On the way to my car I pulled out my phone and called Cass. "You think you could make it to the mall early? As in, right now?
"Yeah sure" she answered "I'm on my way right now."
"Good" was all I said before hanging up and getting in my car.
[Alex]
As I watched him leave, I felt guilt take over. I didn't get it. Why had I started talking like that? What the fucking hell happened to nice and smooth?!
Defeated, I made my way to my car. I had just gotten in when I recieved a call from Rian.
"Hey bro! What's up, think we could meet up anytime soon?"
"Well yeah, right now actually. Why don't you go to my house? I'm on my way and I've got some things I need to talk about to you and Jack." Before he could reply I hung up and turned on the engine.
I was going to tell them all about what happened five years ago that broke Matt and me apart.
A/N: Whohoo! It’s done! I did it! xD So yeah, that was my second chapter, finally. Sorry if the last part seemed a bit rushed, I just wanted to get it over with. ><
So yes, I introduced both Cassadee and Rian, no, they’re not together. Yes, Cass is a friend of both Matt and Alex. No, she never talked about Alex to Matt. No, Alex doesn’t know Cass and Matt still see each other. :)
Oh, in case anyone got confused, the receptionist was talking to Grieco. Matt’s the only one who calls him Grieco since he still thinks about Alex (Gaskarth) when he hears the name ‘Alex’.
I decided I’m more of a story-creator than a writer. I have it all planned out, but writing it down just never seems to work out like I want it too. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Next chapter will be what you guys are waiting on, you’ll get to know what happened those five years ago that made Matt a mess and left Alex feeling so guilty ^.^
Don’t forget to comment, I still like to know what goes on in your head while reading this :)