One Winter ↠ A MunchingBrotato Fanfiction (Sequel to One Summer)

Chapter 1 - My First

Brielle's POV

I stood waiting for Jerome, texting him repeatedly waiting for a response.

"Elle!" I hear someone yell and I look up to see Jerome waving his hand to get my attention. I grab at the handles of my suitcases and walk towards Jerome.

He pulls me into his arms and squeezes me tightly.

"Jerome...oxygen please." I choke out and his grasp loosens a bit.

"Sorry, I just missed you! And I'm sure the guys have been too!" Jerome lets me go and smiles. I smile back at him. I missed everyone too, especially Tyler, but I don't know what to expect when I get there.

I was already moved on, and I was fine with us breaking off our relationship for the good of my career, but he could have moved on, got a new girlfriend, anything could have happened, and I was mentally prepared for it, until I arrived in LA.

I follow Jerome to his car where we put my suitcases and drive to the house.

"Still looks the same, and hasn't blown up yet. That's good." Jerome lightly punches me in the arm and I laugh. "I'm only joking Biggums." He shoots me a death glare and I laugh even more. "Okay that was weird please ignore that I called you that." We step out of the car and unload the car of my belongings before coming through the door.

Once the door closes, I hear a stampede of feet and a group of guys running towards me.

"Brielle!" I hear them all yell as they group hug me. If they were only good at one thing, it would be welcomes.

"Hey guys!" I look around and saw Mitch, Preston, Ryan, Adam, Ty and Jason standing in front of me with grins on their faces.

"Whoa your hair!" Jason points to it and I smile.

"Yeah I bleached it last week, I haven't posted anything on social media about it so you guys are like the first people to know. Where's Tyler, Mat, and Rob?" I ask.

"Rob and Mat decided to move back to Montreal. Honestly I don't know their reasons. Tyler is...somewhere I dunno." Mitch smiles.

"Alright, so am I in the same room as before?"

"Yeah, left it the way you left it, In hopes of you coming back, and you are! Yay!" Adam yells and I laugh.

"Okay well I'm gonna go get settled. I'll be back down in a bit."

"Here, I'll help you take your suitcases up." Preston grabs two of my three suitcases and I grab the other. "Thanks Purrrston." I laugh and he rolls his eyes. We both carry my suitcases up to my room and set them on my bed.

"Are you gonna tip me?" Preston smiles.

"This isn't a hotel you goof. Go away." I laugh.

"Love you too Elle." Preston walks out of my room and I roll my eyes. I unzip my suitcase and begin to pull out clothes to put away in the closet.

"I'm guessing you're Brielle, even though she's a brunette I know her sense of style, and by the looks of the clothes on your body I'm pretty sure you're Brielle Aceti." I heard a familiar voice come from the door and I turn around.

Once I saw him, everything came flooding back in a memory wave and my whole "moved on" idea went out the window. I didn't move on.

I walk towards him and wrap my arms around his neck and hug him. I feel his arms wrap around my waist and pull me even closer to him.

"God damn I've missed you." He says and I sigh. What relief.

"I missed you too." I pull away and our faces were inches apart.

"Kiss or not kiss." I thought. I didn't want to ruin anything right away so I pull away further and created an awkward vibe in the room.

"So are you back for good?" He asks.

"I don't know." I turn around to continue putting my clothes away. "It depends if everything goes smoothly over here, with the band and the house."

"Ah. Okay. I just wanted to be sure because now I really don't want to be in a relationship with you."

My stomach sank and I turn to face him. "What?"

"Well if there is a choice of leaving or staying then why should I take the risk of getting heartbroken again if you are gonna leave?"

"I...I don't know." I mumble. "I didn't know you were seriously that heartbroken over it."

"Oh my fucking god Brielle." He raises his voice a little and I turn to face him. "Did you seriously think that breaking up with me wasn't going to be painful? News flash, it was. I missed you like crazy and loved you so much that the thought of us being back together kept me up and hopeful through the late hours of the night. You weren't my first girlfriend I can guarantee that, but you were my first and the fact that you didn't think it was painful for me makes me think that it wasn't painful for you, and that since it wasn't painful then you didn't love me wh-"

"That is complete bullshit Tyler." I cut him off. "I loved you, I wrote songs about you that were all about you and how much I loved you but now you believe that I didn't love you? Get the hell out of my room. Leave me alone for the rest of the winter."

He sighs and shrugs. He walks towards my door. "I was madly in love with you, I was in love with you five minutes ago, twenty days ago, three months ago. Honestly I...never mind." He closes my door behind him and I lay on my bed.

"Fuck...what did I just do?" I cover my face with my hands and let go. "I should have never let him go."

Then my sadness turned into a bit of anger, and I was going to win this fight against him.

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