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Nathan's P.O.V

The 13 hours journey were spent restlessly. I managed to get some sleep. No one had recognized me which I was thankful for as I had nothing in hand to cover myself with or disguise myself. The boys and I don't usually disguise ourselves but I have been gone and god knows if anyone actually believed that I was dead. I wouldn't want them to start screaming and thought I was a ghost or something.

It was 4:30am in London and I have nowhere to go. Sure, I can get back to my apartment but I didn't have the keys. To find the boys, I would only shocked them with my sudden appearance, especially at 4 in the morning.

I decided I should just stay in a room, provided in the airport. It would only be a few more hours, then I could find the boys in the studio probably writing songs.

Max's P.O.V

We were all seated around the small round table within the studio. I glanced to the seat where Nath and Siva used to sit together and wrote songs. There wouldn't be those good times anymore.

Siva came in soon with cups of coffee after three of our important management lads came in. We were all gathered to discussed if The Wanted should go on. Honestly, I didn't want it anymore. As selfish as it sounds, I hate to think of having one of us to take over Nath's solo or should we just eliminate all of our songs and came out with new ones without Nath. Nothing works without Nathan, honestly.

"Straight to the point lads," Ben, our manager said, "Honestly, I don't think we should just close down The Wanted. You guys have been working hard to this day and I don't wanna see the effort go to waste. I perfectly understand that we are all in sorrow. I understand if these needs some time. I know it's not easy for you lads, heck, it's not easy for us too. We all have been together from the start and we shouldn't give up halfway. Nath will be proud of us if we continue the band. For the sake of ourselves, the fans and most of all for the sake of Nath."

Ben was right. I would be disappointed if we have to close the band down. So, let's just do it. Do it for the sake of the fans and most of all, Nath.

I was about to said something when the door flew open, revealing one that we all hadn't expect at all. Could it be?

Jay's P.O.V

It was really a pointless meeting. I sat with Tom, who was also annoyed having to hold up a meeting early morning at 8, on a bean bag. We both hadn't really spoke to Max and Siva especially because they were the one who had arranged this meeting as to discus if The Wanted should continue singing for our job.

Ben arrived together with John and Alyssa. They took their seats and Ben started talking. I showed the 'I can't be bothered to listen' face when I was actually listening attentively to what he had said.

He does made some sense. The Wanted should go on because Nathan is coming back. Yes, sooner or later, he is. I had paid a group of people to get back to Indonesia and find him because I still do not believe that Nathan was dead like the rest had claimed.

I rolled my eyes when it made contact with Siva's and was then startled by the door being flown open. I was expecting it, but not in that way. So why was I still seated on the bean bag?

Siva's P.O.V

I was processing everything that Ben had just said. That was the purpose of the meeting today. My eyes met Jay's who haven't spoke to me for the past few days. I was about to offered a smile when someone barged into the studio.

Was I dreaming? Yes, it was still early morning for me. Yes, I was sleepy. But no, my eyesight was clear. I just couldn't believe if it was what I thought I was seeing.

Tom's P.O.V

I had my head leaned back against the wall while seated on the bean bag with Jay. I couldn't be bother with whatever Ben was saying because all I knew, my head was pounding because my sleep were disturbed. And with Ben talking, or whoever talking, didn't help it.

The sound of the studio's door being opened roughly and loudly made my head pounded even bad and I shot my head up, ready to just yell at whoever it was but my eyes were glued to that physical soul standing by the door.

And yes, obviously I wouldn't have the heart to yell at him. I've missed him.

Nathan's P.O.V

I made my way quickly into the building and up to the studio, making sure no one had seen me. I made sure I got to the correct level and looked for the The Wanted's studio. I found it in matter of seconds and barged into the room, thinking no one would be there early morning but I was wrong. I was greeted with 7 familiar faces of my brothers and crews. I was stunned by the doorway as those 7 faces looked to me like they had seen a horror movie.

"Nath!" Tom cried as he got up from the blue bean bag I always sat on, limping over to me and embraced me into his hug. I hugged him back, tightly. I've missed him. I've missed all these people in the studio but we were all speechless and I was so thankful that Tom got up to hugged me first. It just told me that he also had actually missed me.

"Where have you been, Nath?" Jay asked as he got up and hugging both me and Tom.

Soon I was engulfed in the hug of my band mates, my friends, my brothers'. We all remained silence, still in the big embraced of everyone except for the three crews who stood by the side, just looking at us with feelings written in their eyes which I couldn't read.

"I have a lot to explain, lads," I spoke for the first time.

"Save that for later, Nath," Jay responded and we all released our hugs. "Call off this stupid meeting," Jay said to Ben (if I got his name right), "I'm taking Nathan home."

Sorry if it's really short! >.<