Back to the Start (Completed)

“If you went solo, could I come with you?” Chris asked me with a hopeful grin on his face. Of course he could.

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“That’s it! I’m out of here! Guy doesn’t seem to give a care about Coldplay, now that he’s with his Abbaratidik, or what ever the hell it’s called… Phil left us a couple years ago; we can’t find anyone willing to work with us and you two… Oh you two, haven’t spoken since he,” Will pointed directly I my face, “Got married! Get over it, Chris! Your love has destroyed our band!” And with that our scary drummer- ex drummer left our studio- ex Studio. And like that, Coldplay was over.

Not wanting to look at Chris and his most likely torn up face I headed home to Chloe. The door was slightly ajar, and I heard my wife murmuring into the phone. When she saw me she immediately hung up.

“He called me, Jon. Will told me what happened,” She looked disgusted. “How are we –How am I, supposed to feed a young child on my own?! I have no job, now you know have no job, and now learning about you and Chris… I can’t do it Jon! I want out! You can see Violet on weekends, or something! I’m not living with a cheating man! Let alone a gay one! Let alone a broke, job-less one!” And for the second time today, my life fell apart.

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Three weeks later, after being evicted and going hungry, I finally decided to face Chris. I showed up in what was left of my clean laundry and very hairy around the face. I had the guts to face him finally now, after we had been caught snogging backstage back before I got married. Will had caught us. He kept it secret until it broke up the band. He had been loyal to the end of our reign.

I was going to finally tell him, we could do it. I was finally going to bring back our deal we made before both of us got married. I knocked lightly on the door, my heart beating rapidly.

“Jonny-boy?” Chris looked shocked, he as I, had not shaved in the three weeks since Coldplay split up. He hadn’t changed his clothes either, it seemed.

“Christopher. I have a proposal, some news, and a statement for you. The news, being that Chloe has left me. Left me, for my money was gone, my job was gone, and she had learnt of us. My statement, I have to say to you, is not out of disparity but, its truth. I love you, Chris.” I held his hand, and saw his eyes light up; I slowly grabbed him and pulled him toward my lips. We shared several short kisses and one long passionate one. He then whispered his reply.

“What is your proposal J?” Chris’ eyes- a dull grey from the month of stress we had- brimmed with tears.

“One day may go farther than this, but for now I have two,” I ask him to rent a place with me. Chris’ eyes dance. They brighten up, to the amazingly blue that I had fallen in love with. I immediately knew his answer. He kisses my lips and then I move them to his ear. “Let’s start a band Chris. Let’s go solo from Coldplay... Start a new chapter.”

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