"Why isn't he here yet?!" Jon shouted, starting to get worried. "He should be here by now!"
Richie was due to meet Jon and the band at a hotel in New York, the nearest one to the stadium where they were due to play the next day. "Jon, calm down man..." Lemma laughed. Jon, lemma and Tico were currently stood in Jon's hotel room, trying to figure out what to do.
"I've called him, I've left him texts, he ain't replying," Jon explained. He sat down on the bed. He was shaking and close to tears. Tico rolled his eyes at the singer. "You might as well face it, Jon." Tico told him. "Richie's not coming back. He had such a good time doing his own stuff... He doesn't need us anymore. We're gonna have to get Phil-X to play for us for the rest of the tour." Tico left, slamming the door shut behind him. Lemma followed the drummer, looking back over his shoulder at the devastated look on Jon's face.
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Only Lonely
FanfictionWhat if Richie never left the band? What it was all a big misunderstanding? Set in 2013 during the Because We Can tour