Love will remember

Chapter 49

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*Maddie's Pov*

After coming back from the shops, I had spent the afternoon with Louis and Jessie, going over the song and just making sure it was completely perfect for tonight.

I don't really know why or how this all happened. Me performing a song in a hotel. Weird I know. But I am hoping it will help to get the anger and hurt that is currently consuming my heart out so I can concentrate on my health and the baby's. I will admit I probably haven't eaten as much as I should and I have been stressed, due to memory loss, finding out I'm pregnant and then Brad. It all seems to be to much.

I am now currently sat in Louis' room that he had rented out at the hotel due to him moving soon, he has been running around getting everything ready while I laid stuffing my face with as much food as possible, considering I haven't actually eaten today. I had dropped Jessie off to Nat about an hour ago and quickly retreated as they began begging me to speak to Brad.

It was now 7pm and I knew that I should probably get up and start getting ready. With a groan leaving my mouth I jump up and head to the shower. Its now or never I guess.

*Brad's Pov*

Everyone surrounding me chatting and looking happy. It hurts. It could be me right now but I messed everything up. Ugh what is wrong with me? Everyone was talking, laughing and simply enjoying others company and the music that played. It was coming up to 8 and I was anxious to see her. Nat had told me she had wrote the song and I was so worried she would break down, I had no idea how she would handle singing a song that I am guessing would be personal to her in public.

Nat and everyone else was sat at the table near the slightly raised stage but I knew she wouldn't want to see me when perfroming so I sat at the bar, drinking my sorrows away with water as I knew being drunk wouldn't help my case.

I turn as I hear her voice through the microphone that was on the stand 'Hey er Names Maddie, Im gonna sing a song for you all' She pauses as she looks to the young lad on the piano, he offers her a small smile and nod for reassurance. And I take this time to take in her appearance. To say I was blown away would be an understatement.

She looked gorgeous. Absolutely breath-taking. The dress was was sexy, elegant, sophisticated. Everything you would want when seeing someone you love. My jaw hung wide as she finished her speech before singing 'I wrote this song in the last few days. This is called You Ruin Me'

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Job well done
Standing ovation
Yeah you got what you wanted
I guess you won
And I don't want to hear, they don't know you like I do
Even I could've told you
But now we're done

'Cause you play me like a symphony
Play me till your fingers bleed
I'm your greatest masterpiece
You ruin me
Later when the curtains drawn
And no one's there for you back home
Don't cry to me, you played me wrong
You ruin me

I know you thought
That I wouldn't notice
You were acting so strange
I'm not that dumb
And in the end I hope she was worth it
I don't care if you loved me, you make me numb

'Cause you play me like a symphony
Play me till your fingers bleed
I'm your greatest masterpiece
You ruin me
Later when the curtains drawn
And no one's there for you back home
Don't cry to me, you played me wrong
You ruin me

We're that song you wouldn't sing
Just a broken melody
You're killing me

You play me like a symphony
Play me till your fingers bleed
I'm your greatest masterpiece
You ruin me
Later when the curtains drawn
And no one's there for you back home
Don't cry to me you played me wrong
You ruin me

Every word had shot me again and again in the heart. I listened to the raw sound of her voice, how powerful and full of hurt it sounded. I watched as tears fell from her eyes throughout some of the song, but not once did she break, or falter. I could feel the tears rush down my cheeks as she finished. She stepped from the stage and spoke to Nat and everyone for a few moments before turning and facing me.

I froze under her stare and I could see her eyes had widened and more tears made there way down her cheeks, as if it was some sort of race for them. I didn't get the chance to speak to her, to embrace her and tell her I'm sorry before she ran, straight to the lift and having it close before I had even made a step.

I wasn't going to give up, no way. I loved her too much. I know what I did was wrong but I couldn't lose her. I ran after her, running straight for the stairs, and up all the floors to get to our room. I knocked continuously on the door for 10 minutes before she opened it. In her sweats and a black tank top.

'What Brad? What is it you want? Do you want to shout some more? Tell me how you hate this baby and me? because I cant do that right now, I can't take that pain' her voice wavers and breaks at the end. She turns on her heel heading straight for the bathroom. And locking the door.

I walk and begin my speech stood outside 'Mads Baby. I love you so much. And when you lost your memory I fell apart, completely. I was broken, I didn't think I would ever let anything risk losing you again. But I proved myself wrong. When I found out I was happy. Your going to be a mum and we get to share that together but.. I began to think, and have second thoughts. I was terrified, petrified. When I walked in this room I planned on hugging you, loving you but it didn't go as planned.'

I paused to see if she is actually listening and when I hear a slight 'mhmm' I continue 'When you began your speech, saying how this baby will bring so much to you, it warmed my heart and I began to feel proud, so happy. But you went on to say how I didn't want it.I got angry but I guess what I got angry at wasn't you, it was how thats what my mum had said to my dad, all those words you had said to me she had once said to him. And all those years he would repeat them to me, he would hurt me and I would sit and watch him do it to my mum time and time again. See him bring tons of women back because he didnt want my mum, she ruined his life by having me. And I guess I got so terrified of turning into him and being that type of father that I unintentionally turned into him by speaking to you in that way'

'Mads, I am so sorry. I lov-' I am cut of by her scream. I panic and began to pound on the door frantically trying to open it. When it does swing open, I am met with a broken women, puffy eyes and wide panicked eyes 'Br-Brad I'm Ble-bleeding'

and my world crumbled even more.