In your arms

Chapter 7: news

Riley's POV:

I woke up in James arms to the sound a vibrating, I was 90% sure it was what seems to be my daily countdown till I practically die, like the past two mornings but my arms and legs ached to much so I ignored it for a while and stayed laying down before James woke up.
"Morning babe" his mumbles into my hair. His normal ruff morning voice greets me just like every morning and I smile as he places a kiss on my forehead.
"Morning" I yawn as I open and close my eyes as I adjust to the light. He smiles down at me before sitting up straight so I do the same.
"I'm going to make us some breakfast" he says as he reaches for his dressing gown on the floor and wraps it round him as he stands up. I move over slightly so my head is on his pillow and curl up.
"You've stolen nearly all my hoodies you can't have my pillow two" he chuckles suddenly. I glare at his playfully before practically hugging the pillow as he left the room.
I hear him walking round and then soon after I hear cupboard doors open and stuff being moved around. I stay led down in our bed until deciding to get up and ready for the day. I know I can't avoid things much longer.
I stand up and reach for my pyjamas on the floor which James had thrown down and make my way to the bedroom door and walking downstairs to the kitchen.

Breakfast will be done any minute now" James says to himself as he looks at the pan intensively. I walk in at look at the mug of coffee placed on the table, which still had all the decorations on from yesterday, I sit at my chair but before I get chance to pick up the cup James walks over.
"Here's you breakfast madam" he mocks while placing the plate on the table. I nudge him in the shoulder as he chuckles.
"Your just mad because I'm a better server than you" he says proudly before turning to grab his own plate.
"Well you didn't have to server in a different country did you" I hiss. He walks back over and ruffles my hair before sitting in his own chair and starts to eat.
I start to eat a bit of my egg before a random rush of nausea hits. I put down the part I was eating and sat there waiting for it to stop.
"You ok?" James asks looking over at me. I nod and smile weakly before reaching for my coffee. I take a few tiny sips before putting it down but instead of continuing with my food I just sit there and reach for my phone and trying to hide the fact that I felt dizzy.
Once i was able to focus my vision properly i soon felt a sudden pain in my head and as I winced James looks back at me with a concerned look on his face.
"Are you sure your ok?" He asks putting down his toast and laying his crossed arms on the table.
"Ya just got a bit of a headache that's all" I say as calmly as possible. I probably just caught a fever or something and I'm sure it will go away after a while so there's nothing to worry about.
"Ok well I forgot to tell you yesterday so I might as well tell you know" he starts off. I change my focus to what he was about to say forgetting about the nearly unbearable pain in my head.
"Im kinda.. banned from the studio" he sighs frowning a little. I gasp is shock trying to work out what could of happened for him to suddenly be unable to be in the studio.
"How!?" I ask reach out on of my hands and place it on top of one of his waiting for him to explain.
"There was a video that was posted, it's gone now though, but it was one of the dancers filming me shout of Alfie and it caused people to leave the studio so Miss Kate was about to take away both our jobs but i insisted that you kept yours so now I'm not aloud to go inside but your still aloud to run the studio" I look across at him and can tell that somewhere inside he was beating himself up over something but I don't understand why. But I was even more confused at the fact that he isn't aloud inside the studio, his home, why would Miss Kate do that?
He places his head in his hands and sighs loudly. I stand up and rub his back and lay my head on his.
"Don't beat yourself up over it" I say softly. I know he's probably regretting what he did but even though it caused him to lose his job he was protecting me and I'm so grateful for that that I can't even explain it.
"I'm sorry Ri" he says as he stands up and pulls me in for a proper hug. I lay my head on his shoulder and question him.
"Why are you sorry" I reply softly.
"You where protecting me, and just because it caused you to loose your job that doesn't mean I'm mad at you for any reason, if anything a appreciate you more for sticking up for me and risking it" I sigh. He soon kisses me on the top of my forehead and lays his head on mine.
"I love you, what did I do to deserve you" he mumbles softly into my hair. I lightly giggle as he kisses my forehead again and we stay in each other's arms before we're interrupting by James phone vibrating.
"What's that" he groans as he pulls out of the hug and picks up his phone from the table. I stand intrigued as he looks at the screen his face suddenly lights up as a small creeps up on his face.
"What? What does it say?" I ask curiously he seems so excited so it must be good.
"My band got a gig" he screams while lifting me up and spinning me around I laugh at his sudden movement and as I put him down I hug him tightly.
"Yay, I'm so proud of you" I squeal joining in in the celebration. I open up my eyes again to see if face change as, I'm guessing, he reads more of the message.
"What is it now?" I ask looking over his shoulder at the screen.
"The gig is in London, I'm gonna have to stay there awhile as there are multiple concerts around the city" he sighs with a frown looking down at me. He puts the phone back down on the table and I look up at him worried. I know he doesn't want to leave me, even though he thinks he'll see me when Her gets back, but depending on how long for I probably won't see him again. I pull out of the hug and ask.
"How long for?" inside my heart breaks slightly hoping it's less than 7 but I know that it's very rare normally it's around 7-14.
"12 days" he sighs, before he could see the tears filling my eyes I hug him back tightly and bury my head in his chest.
"So when do you leave?" I push down my pain and try to see happy for him, because deep down I am. but I just can't imagine not spending my last days in Toronto with him.
"Today.." I feel my heart sink into the bottom of my chest and tears dwelling in my eyes as I look up at him. He can sense my pain clearly as he starts to make circles on my back.
"It's ok babe, you'll see me when I'm back, the time will fly by promise" he soothes me I try nod slightly but in my head I know this is it. I'm not gonna see him again after today.
"But if you don't want me to go I won't" he throws me a weak soft smile but I then shake my head.
"No no I want you to go, I'm just gonna miss you" I whisper. He places a delicate kiss on my lips before pulling out of the hug.
"I better get packing then" he picks up his phone and places it in his pocket before walking out the kitchen and up into our bedroom. I wait till he's gone to let out the tears in my eyes and I make my way into the front room. I sit down and place my head in my hands and cry quietly into them. Soon my headache starts up again and I feel a sick feeling in my stomach which is probably because of the feeling of losing him. But then again it could be from what seems to be a fever I've caught but I couldn't tell.
Around a hour passes and I hear footsteps coming from the stair case and I look up and wipe my face quickly before he spots my tears.
"Riles Luke told me to meet him at the air port in around 2 hours" he calls out as he walks in through the doors. I feel like the time we have is getting smaller and smaller by the second. It's so weird to think that 5 hours only feels like 1.
"Well I gotta get to the studio now, and I won't be back in time for then" I sigh as I stand up from the sofa and walk over to James stood in the doorway.
"Well I'll drive you and we can say bye there" he smiles softly at me. I look him in the eyes and nod before placing a quick kiss on his cheeks.
"Let's go then before I'm late" I say tugging him on the arms lightly. We walk out the door and he hands me the keys to the house before we get into the car. We sit in silence for a while until one of the bands new songs starts to play on the radio and we sing out loud together. It's like moments like this when I forget everything that has happened and focus on this certain moment. Nothing else matters to me, nothing to bring my mood down, no body around us. Just me and him which is how I wished it would always be.