Forgive Me- Part 2

Jaime's POV

I walked through the front door after spending the day with the guys discussing the tour and put my keys in the bowl. I walk through the house and grab a beer out of the fridge before I look at the clock; 6pm, Amelia should be finishing up with her last client now; she really loves that job and she feels so connected to all the people who come to her for help. It makes me so happy that she is doing something she genuinely loves.

I walk into the lounge room, collapse onto the couch and turn on the T.V. while I wait for her to come home. Twenty minutes later arms snake around my neck and rest down on my chest while a head is rested on my shoulder. I turn my head and kiss her cheek and she just smiles.

"Watcha watching?" Amelia asked

"Turtle man"

"God I both love and hate this show" she giggled. I pull her arms from around me and pull her around the couch and lay her down next to my chest. We laid there watching turtle man commenting on how idiotic (Amelia) and how awesome (Me) the turtle man was. When it was over Milly looked at me, she looked worried and hesitant, but why?

"What's up?" I ask

"I- um, I need a massive favour" I sit upon the couch, slightly worried.

"What is it?"

"Okay, um here let me show you this first" she pulls out her phone and shows me a photo. It's of the band, a painting? "It's a stencil work, you draw and cut out one or more stencils and spray paint them. This is a two layered one, it would have taken forever…" Amelia obviously knew that I had no idea about art.

"It's really good! Amazing" And it was, you could easily see who it was and I knew which photo they had used to make it "Who did it?"

"That's what I want to talk to you about..."

"Okay?"

"His name is Callum; he's my new client and he's a huge fan of you guys, as you can see" she said indicating to the photo.

"Did you promise him he could meet us?" my voice was raised and I was getting pretty angry, this is the one thing I hate about being in a relationship, they always think they can just use our fame, or get us to do things because they know us. God this happens every fucking time!

"What? No! I would never! It's just that he bought tickets to see you guys but his mum ripped them to shreds! I just wanted to see if there was any way he could still get into the show considering he had already paid for it. I would never do use you like that! He doesn't even know that I'm asking you this because I wasn't sure if you were allowed to do it or not! I was fully prepared for you to say no!"

I automatically feel bad. I know Amelia and I should have known that she won't use me like other people have. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions.

"You know what, never mind." Amelia gets off the couch, goes upstairs and I soon hear the water in the shower running. God I'm a dick...

I walk up stairs and then hesitate outside the bathroom door. I go to knock so I could talk to her but decide against it. She’s in there so she can clear her head. It’s her go to relaxation spot. Interrupting her now will probably just make her more pissed. So instead I go to our bedroom and lay across the bed with a sigh just waiting for her to finish up and come out. I'm not sure how long it was, but eventually Amelia walked into the room in a towel and rummaged through the draws getting her pj's, pretending as if I didn’t even exist.

"Milly?" I asked but she didn't respond. I stand up and walk over and wrap my arms around her waist like I usually do. She froze in my arms like she usually does at first but unlike usual she didn't relax back after a second. She just stayed ridged in my arms, who knew that such a simple thing could hurt me so much. "Milly, I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions..."

"How could you think I would use you like that?" Her voice was an angry whisper as if she was trying to contain tears. Hearing her sound like that made my heart ache and knowing that it was because of me made it hurt even worse.

"I'm sorry Mil, it's just that it's happened so many times that I expect it"

"But it's me Jaime!" Her voice grew louder and she spun to face me pushing me away from her. "It's me! I would never do that! You should know that!"

"I do know that, and I am so sorry" I moved to hug her but she steps back.

"Not now Jaime, jus- just no" she takes her clothes and walks out of the room.

I sit on the edge of the bed and bury my head in my hands. I couldn't stand having her mad at me; I should have just listened before jumping to conclusions! I hear the door of the spare bedroom shut and I know that I'm sleeping alone tonight. I feel an aching in my chest, I'm leaving in less than a week and I'm going to be spending that time sleeping alone. I want nothing more than to just walk down to that room, slide into the bed and hold her in my arms. I fall back onto the bed thoughts racing through my mind. This is our first fight major since being together. Yea be bicker about stupid stuff like what to watch on T.V. but never an actual fight like this. God, what the fuck have I done?

Notes

Okay I'm both sorry and not sorry at all for this chapter :) Love you all hahah xox