Demolition Lovers

-Chase's POV-
"So how are you and Zac?" Mikey asked as we sat down at the table of a local cafe. I shrugged.
"We are okay, I guess" I answered. I picked up the menu and started to look through it. Nothing sounded good to me, especially food. It just made me feel nauseous.
"What's wrong?" Gerard asked when I sat the menu back down.
"I'm just not hungry." I told him. He frowned.
"You need to eat something. Look how skinny you are!" I looked at him.
"I'm not hungry," I repeated and stood up. Then walked out the front doors. I pulled my cigarettes out of my bag, along with my lighter, and lit one. I put it to my lips and took a long drag.
“Hey,” I hear someone say from beside me. They reached out and took one of my cigarettes. I looked up to see Frank.
“Hi,” I said and breathed out the smoke. He placed the fag in between his lips and used my lighter to light it.
“What happened in there?” He asked me. I shrugged.
“Nothing. Just Gerard being overprotective,” I told him. He looked at the cars driving down the street then back at me.
"Why is trying to make you eat being overprotective?" he asked, curiosus. I sighed.
"I have an eating disorder," I said, softly. His eyes slightly widdened. I turned away and took another drag of the cigarette. It was the only thing that was calming me down at the moment.
"Oh," was all he said. I nodded, deciding not to say anything. "So what do you do for a living? Last time I heard you were working a clothing store."
"I'm a dancer," I answered him and blew the cigarette smoke in his face. He just smiled. Then did the same thing to me.
"So wanna go eat now?" He asked after I stomped out the cigarette butt. I shrugged. "I'll pay."
"Well if you put it that way," I said with a smile. "Sure." We walked inside and sat down at our own table away from the boys. They all gave us weird looks.
"What do you want?"
"Maybe just a chocolate milkshake and some fries," I answered. He nodded and got up to order it. Mikey ran over to me.
"What is going on with you two?" he asked only loud enough for me to hear.
"Nothing," I told him. "He knows about my eating problem." He looked at Frank then back at me.
"Alright," He said and went to sit back down. Frank came back a few minutes later with my food and his. I thanked him and started to eat.
(1 hour later)
Me and Frank still sat at our own little table after we finished eating. We talked and got to know each other, while the others went back to their tour bus in the parking lot.
"Phone's vibrating," Frank pointed out with a smile. I looked down to see Zac was calling.
"Hello." I answered. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I dropped my phone and it hit the ground with a shatter. It felt like I couldn't breathe.
"Chase!" I could hear Frank calling but couldn't I couldn't get myself to speak. Frank picked me up, along with my stuff, and carried me outside. Then all of a sudden we were on the tour bus.
-Frank's POV-
What happened?" Gerard asked me as I layed Chase down on the couch. I looked up at him.
"I don't know. We were talking and someone called her." I explained. "Then she dropped her phone, making it shatter into pieces. I tried to talk to her, but she won't answer." I placed her broken cell phone down in Gerard's open hand. He unlocked it and looked to see who the last call was.
"Zac called her." he said, softly. "That either means he said something or did something..." He trailed off.

Notes

What do you think? Can you guys tell me ideas of what you think should happen next?