2 weeks later
Max's POV
I wish people would stop worrying. I'm really fine. I honestly am.
Can't people understand that. The only thing that really matters right now is my music and I guess basketball. My dad walks in. "Hey how are you." I stand up. I've been growing a lot so I'm 5'10 now. "Oh my god I'm fine! Will you guys stop asking me?"
He looks up at me.
"Your not fine!" I roll my eyes. "I am!!" I scream. Tony and Mike walk into the back room. "I'm really fine! Stop dad. I'm 17 for lords sake leave me alone." I push past Vic, Mike and Tony and I run out of the bus since we're still at the venue in Ontario.
I see the same mop of black hair. "Blake!" He turns to me and runs over. "Max!" I hug him. "It's been years." He laughs and his dad runs over. Oh his dad might or might not be tyler Joseph and josh Dun. Tyler runs over. "Oh hey Max." They live in Canada. It's complicated. Blake was born in Ontario on a tour so they decided to just stay here. "Hey tyler." He smiles. "Let me guess max fight with your dad." I roll my eyes. "Yes but shut up Blake." Tony runs over.
"Oh hey Tyler. Blake. Max your dad wants you back." I roll my eyes. "Yeah when he yells at me all the time." Blake hugs me. "Go back max." I shrug. "Whatever I'm not talking to him." Tony nods and grabs my arm pulling me away from them. "Well your lucky tomorrow's our last show." I nod and Follow him back to the bus. My dad looks at me once I get on. I stop him from talking. "I don't want to talk. Just leave me alone till we get home. Or till I'm 18. Whichever is first." I go to my bunk and plug my earbuds in closing my eyes. I roll over ignoring everyone. I just want to be alone.
I'll talk too them when I get home.
