Nothing After Midnight

Krista Jenkins had an great life. She was great in school, she was great at sports, and she was great at singing. Despite all these accomplishments, she felt that she was just another face in the crowd.

Until she met the one person that would change her life forever.


17. After All This Time

A/N: Hey everyone! So, if you read the Author's Note from last chapter, you know that this story is now taking place about two years later, which is about real time now. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Krista's POV

I blink my eyes open slowly, taking in the sunlight shining into my Dorm. The light lavender-gray walls were covered in pictures and mementos from Australia. Well, at least my half of the room. My personal favorite was the picture from High School (A/N: Idk what it's called in Australia) Graduation with Ava Johnson, Natalie, Ava Deanto, Eva, and Alyssa, who had left touring for a while just to graduate. My guitar leans up against the wall, and my viola sat in its case. I don't know why I even brought them here, since I'm majoring in becoming a Author. After graduating, I received an acceptance letter to Cornell University in Ithaca, New York, in The United States. It was my dream school. My friends went different paths. Alyssa decided to keep touring with Calum, Luke, Ashton, and Michael. Ava Deanto went to University in Australia, along with Natalie, both of them in the music department there. Ava Johnson went to Uni as well. But Eva was accepted to Cornell too, and by some miraculous event, we ended up as roommates.

Mikey and I haven't been in touch. We talked over the phone probably only two times in the last two years, both on my birthday. When I talked to him, I felt pangs of longing, but life is different now. I'm not careless and carefree anymore. I have a prestigious school to attend. I can't run around trying to get the boy who betrayed me back.

And the boys were now super famous. They're on the summer tour of Sounds Live Feels Live. They have million of adoring fans. They don't have time for girlfriends- well, minus Alyssa.

I stretch out my legs and swing out of the bed, yawning. Today was the last day of school until summer break. We already worked it out with the dorm manager that we would be staying in this dorm next year too, so we paid a fee to keep our stuff here over the summer. I cross the room to Eva's bed and poke her in the side. She opens her brown eyes and yawns.

"Ugh." Eva groans, rubbing her eyes. Her side of the room was covered in band posters, including Panic! At The Disco, Hey Violet, Fall Out Boy, and more, even a 5SOS one. Every time I looked at it, an odd type of pain seared in my chest. An X of CD's were hung behind her bed, and her duvet was white with black dots ranging in sizes dappling it. We had two bookshelves, one full of textbooks and the other stocked with dozens of novels.

Eva was pretty good over the years. Every once in a while, she would get upset and think about Sofie. I did as well, but I know that it's not healthy for either of us.

"Eva, it's the last day. Besides, don't you like school?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. She lets out a huff and rolls off of her mattress and onto the floor.

"Of course! I love being here, but it's the morning. Do you expect me to be happy?" Eva half-snaps, half-jokes. She heads to her dresser and opens it, looking for something to wear. I do the same, picking a shirt with the Marauders Map on it and a pair of black shorts.

I head to the bathroom down the hall and change. After that, I begin hrishing my teeth and doing other bathroom things. As I do, my phone buzzes. I pick it up once I'm done.

It was a text from Michael.

Hey, Krista. How are you?

I glare at it suspiciously. Why was he texting me now?

I reply:

Uh, hi. I'm good. Last day of school. And you?

I try to stay polite. My head tells me to ignore him and not to get caught up in anything. Especially with Michael.

"Eva!" I yell over my shoulder. She comes running, her brown eyes sparkling.

"Yeah?" Eva replies, whilst continuing to brush her hair.

"Michael just texted me. What do I do?"

Eva's expression darkens. "Hmm. Well, I'd be nice. Don't mislead him on what your intentions are, though."

I smile at her, nodding. "Okay. Well, we better go."

I exit the room and head back to our dorm, where I pick up my bag and sling it across my shoulders. Eva's eyes meet mine, and we share a determined look before heading out to classes.


The day seems to stretch on forever, but eventually it was over. My second year of college, done. I'll never be able to relive it. But that's okay. I'll always remember it.

After classes, Eva and I hurried back to our dorm and began packing up clothes and the essentials that we needed to go back home. Excitement burns through me. It would be our first time home since Christmas.

As we head out of the door, my phone buzzes. It was an alert from the flight app I had. Our flight was delayed until tomorrow night because another plane needed to be replaced.

"Well, what do we do now?" Eva wonders out loud after I tell her. "The inspectors want us out by midnight. Where do we go?"

I bite my lip, trying to rack up an idea. "We could sleep in the airport and do something fun tomorrow while we wait."

Eva nods slowly. It wasn't the most appealing offer, but it was the best we had.

My phone buzzes again. It's a text from Michael.

Hey, we have a show tonight nearby. Do you and Eva want to come? We can send cars.

My stomach churns. I turn to Eva. "Michael asked if we want to go to one of their shows tonight." My voice comes out strained, as if it was hard for me to speak about my old boyfriend.

Eva lifts an eyebrow. "I'll go if you want to go."

I think it over in my head. Was Mikey trying to get me back? Or was he just harmlessly inviting us to see them perform?

I lift the phone and text back: Sure.


I hear the chatter and buzz of hundreds of teenage girls (and some guys) loud in my ears as Eva and I push through the crowd, trying to get to the ticket window. Michael told me that they had backstage passes and stuff for us there.

We reach it and I tell the man with the passes my name and show him my identification. He nodded, and handed me two tickets and two backstage passes. I hand one of each to Eva and put my backstage passes over my head.

A large man with a bald head walks over to us. Eva takes a step backwards. He was middle aged, but he had the muscles of a WWE fighter. As soon as he smiled at us, though, the intimidation faded.

"Hello, Miss Jenkins and Miss Andrews. I'm Dave, the main security man for the boys. I've been on the road with them since the beginning. I'll be your security tonight." Dave says happily, his tough persona melting away.

I smile. "Thanks!"

Dave nods with a friendly expression on his face and leads us away. We followed him, Eva and I linking arms together.

After a few minutes, we arrived at the entrance to the dressing room. Fear churns in my stomach.

Eva and Dave continue walking. But I can't move. My feet stay rooted to the spot.

The two don't stop, and Dave opens the door all the way.

And then I see him.

Blue hair was splayed across his head. His pale face had two beautiful green eyes, and a smile played across his lips.

Tall body. A yellow shirt with the Pokémon logo on it. Black skinny jeans. White converse.

Memories rush back. The way we met. Our first kiss. Sofie's death. The guitar lessons. The breakup. All the time we spent together flashes before my eyes. All the happiness. All the sadness. All the heartbreak.

I don't know what comes over me. Suddenly the distance between us lessened. Everything else in the world faded.

I don't know if I regret what I did. Not yet, anyway. I don't even know how I did it. It was like I had no control.

But before I knew it, my lips were pressed against his.

A/N: Well... There we go! Thanks for reading!





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