With or Without Him by Barbara Elsborg

Author:Barbara Elsborg [Elsborg, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-11-19T05:00:00+00:00

The members of Tyler’s band stared at him in a mixture of astonishment and disbelief after he’d given them the news about the journalist from Spot magazine.

“You are fucking joking,” said Des, the bass player.

“Nope.” Tyler grinned.

“Oh shit,” mumbled Col, the other guitarist.

“We’re not ready,” said Newt, the drummer.

Tyler shrugged. “We’ll never be completely ready. There’s always going to be ways we can improve. But we need to rehearse tonight as well as tomorrow before the gig.” He looked round at each of them for agreement.

“You sure he’ll come?” Col asked.

“He said he would.”

“I still can’t believe it,” Newt said. “Spot magazine? Oh God and I’ve got the biggest zit ever on my chin.”

They all laughed.

Newt glared. “Hey, it’s not funny.”

“You want me to go all the way home and get my guitar?” Col asked.

Tyler gaped at him. “This is our chance. The one we thought we’d never get.”

“Yeah, dork.” Des flicked Col’s head with his finger and thumb.

“Ouch. Well, we need to decide what to play—”

“The running order we’ve already agreed is fine,” Tyler said.

“Will he want to interview us or what?” Newt asked. “You know, find out how we started and what our influences are?”

“Like Playboy?” Des reared back as Newt’s fist flew out.

“I don’t know,” Tyler said. “Probably not if he thinks we’re crap.”

A worm of unease slithered through his gut. What if this was it? The start of their path to stardom? Was his baggage going to drag them down? One of Prescott’s parties he could have excused, but he’d gone for months. And the movies… He gulped. The only way to deal with this was to bring it out into the open, and then there was no way he could be blackmailed.

“What’s up, T?” Col asked.

“Nothing. I’ve a lecture so I have to go, but we’ll meet in room seventeen as soon after five as you can, okay?”

As he hurried down the corridor, he took out his phone to text Haris and saw he had a message from Jeremy. Tyler clicked on that first.

Not bin 2 wk. Thnk Gerald watching flat. Pleez come. XX

He groaned. Tyler assumed wk meant work at Harrods or Starbucks. He slid into the lecture hall and climbed to the seats at the rear where he could use his phone unseen. He texted Can’t come b4 10 and switched the phone off. Gerald? It wasn’t impossible. He might have followed Jeremy after his scoot down the drainpipe. Or he might already know where Tyler lived courtesy of Prescott. Or maybe he followed me.

Chills ran up and down his spine, icy fingers that made him shudder. He and Haris had almost ended up under a bus. Haris suspected someone was following the car. Jeremy had been raped and it was all because of him. Gerald was fucking insane. He thought about asking Haris if Jeremy could move in with them. Yeah, well, he could just imagine the way that conversation would go.

He wished he’d ignored Jeremy at the party, he wished he’d never gone back to his place, but he had.

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