One, two, three, the seconds pass by slower than usual as Abel stares at his phone. Is it valid to cancel a show thousands of people have already shown up for because your girl is posted up on an Instagram story with another man? Definitely not. But Abel was considering it.

'Baby, answer me before the show, please.' He types out another message, and he cringes at how desperate he sounds. I guess he really was a changed man. Mostly.

A soft knock on his dressing room interrupts him, and his manager walks in diligently a second later. "Ready?" He asks with a big smile on his face but is met with Abel's frown. "She's doing it again." He simply answers, and his manager sighs.

"Forget her right no-" His words are conveniently cut off with the sound of a phone ringing, and Abel basically jumps for it. It's you. "Babe." He immediately breathes out, pressing the phone to his ear like it's precious.