Forgive Me- Part 1

Amelia's POV

Laying in Jaime's arms was an amazing feeling, I felt so happy, so safe I had my head against his chest and I felt it when he chuckled.

"What?" I asked pulling away slightly to look at him.

"You have sex hair"

"Yours isn't too great either" I giggled. He pouted and pulled me back to his chest.

I couldn't be happier as I lay in Jaime's arms with him running his fingers over my back. Even though I am still pissed about what happened, I did miss him, and that is why I allowed this. I never miss people, never. Yea I like having company but it isn't a necessity and I would be fine if everyone I knew left. I wouldn't miss them. Except Jaime. I actually missed him. The thought of that scared me to death, especially because he will be leaving tomorrow. I bury my face deeper into his chest and sigh.

"What's wrong?"He whispered

"I'm going to miss you" his hand paused.

"Let's not think about me leaving right now okay? Let's just enjoy this"

"What will we talk about then?" There was a moment’s pause while he thought.

"How about your tattoo? I didn't notice it last time."

"How did you not? It only covers half of my body." I laughed

"My attention was elsewhere" I laughed again.

"So what would you like to know about it?"

"Only really two things thing's, when did you get it and what does it mean?"

"Okay, well I got it on my 20th birthday, all my friends knew I wanted it and put in to pay for it"

"How long did it take?"

"I had to go in on four separate days and the guy spent like five hours each day" he nodded.

"Okay continue"

"Umm, well, the quote I chose is like a family motto thing that we all have, Jason an Eliza also have it tattooed on them. And the angel is meant to represent my guardian angel, and everyone that I care about who's died."

"So where's the quote from? It would have to be pretty important considering the meaning in the tattoo"

"Okay, I don't think I told you this, but I'm catholic"

"Really?"

"Yep!"

"Okay, what does this have to do with the quote?"

"Well there is this story call footprints in the sand. And basically this guy is walking on a beach with Jesus and when he looked back at their footprints which represent his life he noticed that in the hardest parts of his life there was only one set of footprints. He asked Jesus 'why was it when I needed you most there was only one set of footprints where were you?' And then Jesus said 'it was then that I carried you'."

"Wow..."

"It's silly I know" I hid my face in embarrassment.

"No, it's not, it works perfectly with the rest of the tattoo"

I smiled, glad he didn't hate it.

"Being catholic, are you really allowed to listen to our music?"

I couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Of course! There is nothing really in the bible about music. The only band I probably shouldn't listen to is Bring Me The Horizon because of blasphemy"

"Aren't they one of your favourite bands?"

"Yep"

"But they say a lot against your religion... Is that allowed?"

"You have to remember that the bible wasn't written by god but by humans and therefore everything in it should be taken with a grain of salt. Hell, even my old religion teacher said it was mostly just metaphors"

(A/N I am very sorry to anyone I offend by saying this. I respect everyone and their individual beliefs)

"O-Kay"

"Jaime?"

"Mmm?"

"what's the time?" I felt him lean back to look at the clock on my nightstand.

"Almost twelve" I groaned and rolled away from him.

"Hey! Where're you going? Come back here!" I looked at him to see him pouting and making grabby hands at me. I couldn't help but laugh. The temptation to crawl back into bed with him was greater than I ever would have expected. I smile at him before walking away and pulling on underwear and pants. I walked around the room looking for my bra and shirt. I recall throwing them next to the bed but when I look they're gone.

"Jaime."

"Yea?" I look at him to see him trying and failing to hide a smirk.

"Where is my bra and shirt?"

"I have no idea. I guess you'll just have to come back to bed to avoid having to walk around topless."

"Or I could grab more out of my cupboard"

"Amelia!" He whined I walked over to him and placed a gentle kiss onto his lips. He pulled me onto his lap and deepened the kiss. I groaned as I pulled away and crawled of his lap but not before reaching behind him and grabbing my clothes from behind his back.

"But Amelia! I was so comfy!"

"I'm making lunch!" At the mention of food he perked up and allowed me to get dressed.

I walked out to the kitchen and searched through the cupboards to see what I had. I still hadn't had the chance to go shopping, and Jason wasn't going to go until this afternoon. I soon felt two arms wrap around me and sighed in happiness as I leaned back into Jaime's chest.

"What's for lunch?"

"I think the only thing I actually have is chicken."

"Chicken sounds good"

"What with though?"

Do you have hot chips?"

"Oh no! But I know a great way to make some!"

I took out the potatoes and chicken breasts and cut them appropriately. Once cut I added different seasonings before chucking the chicken in the frying pan and the sliced herbed potato pieces into the oven. The chicken was ready a little sooner than the potatoes and I had to constantly keep swatting Jaime's hand away from the plate.

"Just wait a few more minutes and then you can have it."

"But it smells so gooood!"

"Thank you! But you still have to wait."

He pouted at me and I leaned over the bench to place a light kiss on his lips.

"Please wait?" I asked sweetly.

"On one condition" I raised one eyebrow at him in question to which he opened his arms and made more grabby hands at me. I laughed before walking around the bench to him.

"You're very needy today"

"I missed you"

"I missed you too" I smiled up at him and he kissed me gently.

"I could get used to this"

"Hmm?" I asked

"Great sex with a beautiful girl who cooks for me afterwards" I laughed at him.

"You’re hopeless"

"Why?"

"Because there are thousands of women who would kill to do this for you"

"But they aren't you. They don't treat me like I'm human" I smile at him and kiss him again as the timer for the potatoes goes off. As I moved away I could see Jaime almost bouncing in anticipation.

"Calm down! It's just food"

"Exactly" I laugh and fill a plate with chicken and potatoes and he begins picking at it before he even gets it to the table. "It tastes so good!!" He groaned as he put another potato chip in his mouth.

"Keep your mouth shut, I don't want to see that!" I laughed.

We ate mostly in silence because Jaime was so focused on his food. But we were soon interrupted by a knock at the door. Who would be here? Maybe it's for Jaime? Like Tony has come or something... It can't be one of my friends; they all know to stay away on my birthday.
I looked at Jaime to see him eyeing me questioningly but all I could do was shrug.

I stood and walked to the door, trying to smooth out my still messy hair. I looked through the peephole to see who would come over today of all days. I freeze. No way. No, this can't be happening. I look over to Jaime and he knows who it is just by the look on my face. He fixes his hair to make it look normal - well normal for Jaime. I quickly glance in the mirror on the wall to check that my hair is presentable before I open the door.

"Hi Isaac, what are you doing here?"

Notes

Yep, so the religion talk here is what is setting up the story for her relationship with Oliver Sykes :D I hope I didn't offend anyone in this and if i did I'm really sorry I didn't want to...


any who, what do you guys think is going to happen? Isaac just rocked up to her apartment while Jaime is still there, how do you think this will go?


DRAMA :D