Craig POV:

"How am I going to do this?" I asked.
It was now one o'clock.
I had been heading further down the state while Wildcat had been going up and then out of Indiana.
I passed him.
He passed me, and I was in room number 27A in the Travelodge, sleeping, when he had.
I could've seen him!
"How are you doing this alone??!" Hannah said to me.
"I just need to." I told her.
"Craig..." she looked at me.
She grabbed my hand.
"You don't have to find him. You can stay... Please stay here with me."
She looked at me with watery eyes.
I looked down at her.
I hate hurting girls.
"No." I said.
She breathed out a breath of pain and her eyes turned sad.
She backed up.
"Then... Good luck."
I couldn't even say goodbye.

I walked out the door, hearing Lucy move to Hannah behind me to embrace her.

I needed to get going.

Maybe I could be a few steps ahead of him.

I hoped with all my heart that I could make it to the next train station.

Tyler POV:

That night after calling the train station, I decided to spend the night in the hotel.
I walked in a small hotel off a road.
Travelodge.
Never really heard of it.
"Hello. My name's Keegan. How may I help you?" a young man asked at the cash register.
"Hi. I need a room." I had looked at the clock. It was really late...
It was five in the morning.
"Here you go," he smiled and handed me a key.
"Room 28A."
I went to my room and layed in the bed.
I could stop thinking about Craig...
His voice, his laugh... His smile.
I missed everything about him.
But I had to say goodbye.
I eventually got on Twitter to see people looking for me...
Kelly, Delirious, Lui, Vanoss, Marcel, Nogla... It wasn't just Craig.
It was also our fans searching for me.
Wishing for me to come home.
I looked at Craig's paranoid tweets and turned off my phone.
I fell asleep at six.
I awoke at eight, only two hours later, in the morning to hearing a loud sports car drive to the hotel.
I yawned and rolled over.
"Probably just some idiot showing off." I said, scratching my neck.
I stood up.
I looked at the clock.
I decided to go to the station at nine.
My first stop leaves at ten and arrives at eleven fifty.
The second stop arrives at twelve thirty and leaves again at two.
Then it will be from two to two thirty...
And I will be back in Indiana.
Hopefully alone.
My music blasted in my ears as I looked out of the window.
A teen had sat down next to me, mostly because of lack of seats.
She was awful quiet; I was really loud as a teen. I still am loud.
I sighed and looked out to see a small body of water.
My phone started ringing.
It was... Nicole?
I looked at the contact until it stopped ringing.
The teen looked at me.
Beep.
I looked down at the phone.
"One New Voice Message."
The phone echoes.
I looked down and clicked in the voicemail option.

I pressed play and held the phone to my ear.

(Sorry it's really short, I'm extremely tired, but I wanted to give you guys something. :). )