Alex POV

I was just in my house listening to music trying to get my inspiration for some tracks to include in our album. Until I heard a sudden knock from the door, I wasn’t expecting anybody to come so this came by surprise to me.

I opened the door and standing there were two gentleman wearing a police uniform, I thought to myself I was going to get arrested for what I did to Marcel.

Alex: “Sir is your name Alex?.”

Me: “Yes sir I am Alex how may I help you tonight.”

Alex: “Oh tonight must be my lucky day then, you have the right to remain silent anything you say will be used against you do you understand?.”

I turned my back while the two officers handcuffed me, I felt like a convicted criminal I have never done anything to break the law this is my first. All because of my rage and my foolishness that brought me, to serving some jail time.

I am pretty sure I am going to be all over the news tomorrow, Arabella will find out and will probably not even consider about giving us a chance anymore. I will completely understand if she doesn’t want to continue with me, I mean I am a convict now what good am I going to bring her in life?.

The Next Day

A police officer told me to come out of my cell because someone wanted to see him, I all thought of one person and that was Arabella. As I was walking men were cursing at me, whistling at me basically everything that just demoralizes me as a person.

I saw a guy with blond hair and his hair is pushed back, he actually looks like David Beckham a little bit.

Liam: “Hi asshole my name is Liam I guess you are wondering how did you get here?. Well let’s just say that I am a fire fighter and I have some connections with the police department, now that I have introduced myself. I don’t give a flying fuck who are you, I know who you are and quite honest you and your band are crap. You consider yourself a rock band yet, your songs are nothing but utter shit and don’t have anything to do with rock. If you ever hurt Marcel or even come close to Arabella I will find a way, to break each and living bone in you.”
Me: “That’s very cute I just met one fag fan of mine, I have never met a fag fan of mine I am so glad I did. Oh and buddy I am not the one that you should be talking to, trying talking to your mom for inviting me over for dinner the other night. She definitely makes the BEST food in town.”

He bang the glass door while I smirked at him and winked, next time someone comes and insults me they better be more prepared than that.

End Of POV

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