i land and check my phone, hoping at least for a response. despite how i've been treated, i still want to be able to call adam mine.
i have 7 missed calls and about 20 texts, all from the boys-including adam. it feels good that they all care about me still.
i head home and take a nap, the past few days have been emotionally exhausting. i wake up to sean knocking on the door.
"come in," i mutter quietly.
"hey, what happened?" he sits next to me on my bed.
i recount the story beginning and end of how adam had met me and taken me to los angeles and all the confusing emotions i was dealing with, omitting the sexual things of course. he's my brother, he just wouldn't understand.
"damn, i'm sorry, aria, " he frowns.
"it's okay," i mumble.
"want any food? i made some pancakes and bacon."
"okay." i head downstairs to eat. its good to be back home.. but i feel like something's missing.
3 days go by and life begins to feel normal again. classes resume tomorrow and i can't wait to see all of my friends and tell them of my travels to la and meeting adam.
my phone begins to ring loudly and i pull it out to see that jess is calling.
"hey, jess, what's up?"
"uhh...he's here."
i don't speak for a second because i'm not really sure what to say. she's obviously talking about adam-i mean, who else?
"where?"
"just left my house, on his way to yours right this second."
oh fuck. just when i thought i'd finally gotten over him he's back for more.
i know deep down i was happy he was here to get me back, but i don't want him to give me mixed signals anymore. i want to be his, only his and i only want him to be mine.
a knock at the door snaps me out of my thoughts and i begin to panic as i look over at it. what will i say to him?
i open the door and see adam. he looks paler and thinner than usual, and before i know whats happening his arms are around me and we are engaged in a make out session like no other.
"i missed you so damn much,"
"me too..."
"i havent been able to sleep or even eat since you've left."
"really?"
"you're my everything. you're my life. without you, honestly, i'm much better off dead."
i was shocked at the emotion behind his words, and he seemed so sincere. perhaps i was a bit quick to run out on him...but he did kick sam out of the band.
"i can't go back with you adam."
it looks as if hed been stabbed right in the heart.
"why not?" he asks, getting choked up, trying to hold back a sob as a tear runs off his cheek.
"you let me get in the way of your friendship with the other boys."
"i don't need them, aria, i need you! more than anything, i need you."
"that's exactly why i can't go back with you. i love you with the boys i'd die if maroon 5 broke up."
"but i would have so much more time to spend with you." his eyes become increasingly more glossy, tears stain his cheeks.
"adam i'm through with you if you don't keep the band together."
"okay babe."
"including sam." i say sternly.
"but-"
"i said everyone."
"fine." he says annoyed and pulls out his phone to reinstate sam in the band.
"he wasn't doing anything bad you know"
"besides taking you out?"
"we were just talking as friends. i needed someone to talk to. it was all fine until he tried kissing m-" i cut myself off, but its too late.
"he what?"
"uh, tried kissing me..."
adam looks stressed.
"but i told him i was yours, only yours." adam visably relaxed and smiled at me.
"i'm so lucky to have you," he says.
"i love you adam levine."
