Forgive Me- Part 1

Amelia's POV

"Mum, I know! You've been against the idea since I told you what I was doing." I was on the phone to her, arguing as I packed away some of my possessions into suitcases. I'm leaving in two weeks. I've graduated from Uni, got my degree in psychology, quit my job, I have already sorted out possible work placement for when I arrive in San Diego and I've sorted out my visa. But mum is not happy.

"I've never even met this man! How am I supposed to let my daughter move away to another continent with him?" She argued

"You're supposed to trust me! And Jason, I know you've talked to him about this"

"What if something happens between the two of you? What will you do?"

"Then I'll get my own place, I've got a degree in psychology now mum, trust me, there are places everywhere looking for psychologists."

"But why do you have to leave now? You'll miss Christmas!"

"Mum, we both know that no one notices if I'm there for Christmas or not, I hand out my gifts, eat and then disappear. Plus I'll even face time you okay?"

"What about your father? What will he say when he gets back from the middle-east to find that you've run off to America with some boy?"

"We also both know he would be happy that I'm finally doing something I enjoy"

"I don't want you to go Amelia" she finally sighed.

"I know mum, but I think this will be a good thing for me. Look, I've got to go; I have more packing to do, call you later okay?"

"Okay honey, I love you"

"Love you too mum"

I hang up with a sigh. I hate hurting her but I know no matter how horrible it sounds, I won't miss her as much as I miss Jaime. Just like I don't miss dad... I love them to pieces but I can live without them, and I don't feel like I need to be in their constant company. I will see them again and that is what stops me from missing them.

I decided that my packing will consist of me living out of my bag for the two weeks before I leave. Anything that I use in that two weeks will come to America and everything else can stay for Jason and Elisa to dig through. I go to a cupboard in my lounge room and pull out a box that holds all the photos that I own. I carefully take it and put it on the table so I can seal it shut before packing it.

God I am so sick of this! Why can't I just be leaving now! I just want to get to America and see Jaime. I decide to text him to pass the time.

To Jaime: I honestly don't know if I can survive this last two weeks

He replied quicker than I would have expected.

From Jaime: why what's up?

To Jaime: the suspense is killing me, I just want to see you already

From Jaime: don't worry, you'll see me soon enough

To Jaime: it could never be soon enough...

I put my phone down and went to the kitchen to grab a coke. Just as I was pouring a glass there was a knock at the door. Who the hell? Becca's working today... I walk to the door and look through the peek hole. No. Fucking. Way! I throw the door open and jump on Jaime. He immediately wrapped his arms around me and buried his face into my hair. I pull back so I can look at him; he looks just like I remember. Except maybe a little more tired.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I ask when I finally manage to form words.

"I thought I would come and help you pack"

I hug him tightly again, still not entirely believing that he was here "God I missed you" I murmured into his chest.

"I missed you too" he kissed the top if my head. "Now are you going to make me stay out in this hallway or can I come inside?"

I blush before I pull him into my apartment. He put his suitcase on the inside of the door and walked over to me.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" I asked

"I wanted to surprise you! I told you that you'd see me soon enough"

"You bastard!" I playfully smack him on the chest and he grabs my hand.

"I really missed you Amelia" his voice lowered and I saw his eyes darken. My heart immediately began to flutter I knew that look and I knew what he wanted.

Almost as soon as that thought passed through my head he crashed his lips against mine. It wasn't romantic, it wasn't passionate but it was exactly what I needed. I wrapped my arms around his neck to draw him closer. I needed him, after all this time, I just needed him.

It took about ten seconds before Jaime had me pinned against the wall, hands roaming my body whilst I relearnt his. We reacquainted ourselves with the others touch and in that moment I was as happy as I could ever be. That heated moment, that not perfect but needed moment lead to a very intense reunion.




Let's just say we barely reached the couch.

Notes

So it's not a long one but I figured that them being reunited made up for it :) Enjoy guys!! xox