Chapter 37

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Aaron's p.o.v.

After Brooke came to my room and talked to me I was actually speechless. I didn't expect that at all. Brooke keeps a lot of things to herself and she isn't very good with talking about her feelings. We have been fighting for weeks and I know it has been killing me, but I have been such an asshole I haven't even realized how much it was hurting her too. We both just missed each other. I was hurt and couldn't man up and get over the fact that she said she didn't want to marry me. I mean that's most guys dreams right. Not to get tied down. I guess that's just not me. I've always pictured myself getting married starting a family. And I had actually thought that Brooke could be that person. But she took it back last night and meant it. Even if she hadn't of taken it back, I would still have wanted to make up and be with her. She just came in here and laid everything out to me.

And I sat here like an idiot and did nothing. She came here and gave me the speech which I know wasn't easy for her and I just sat glued to my bed like a complete idiot. I have never been so annoyed with myself.

Instead of asking her to wait, pull her back into bed, and tell her that I would never stop fighting I just sat in bed all night and stared at my ceiling thinking about what else I could do. I could have made things better and now they are probably going to get worse. I need to be a man and go get her.

I sat up from my bed and raced out out of room.

"Brooke." I called her name."Brooke."

I ran over to her room. I opened her door. Nothing. Looks like she already left. Wouldn't I have heard her? I guess not.

I looked down and saw there was a note on the table.

Got called on a last minute event in Liverpool. Be back in a few days

Brooke


I sighed. I think I really have fucked this up even worse if that's possible.

I walked back to my room and grabbed my phone. Today is the sixteenth. Brooke's birthday is the nineteenth.

I smiled as an idea popped into my head.

Brooke's p.o.v.

Getting the call from my boss that Haley got sick and I was needed in Liverpool was perfect timing I guess. I went to talk to Aaron and I told him everything I need to say. My main point was that I was going to fight for him. Even if he hates me right now. It did suck going and telling him everything then he had nothing to say. I get it. I've been a bitch and he has every right to be mad. It just really sucks. I just need to find ways that I can make it up to him. Leaving right after that doesn't exactly help. He probably thinks I just left to avoid him.

I quickly grabbed my phone out of my purse and pulled up Aaron's contact. I pressed the call button and held the phone to my ear."Hello."

"Aaron." I felt a smile on my face as he answered.

"Brooke?"

"Hey. Um I was calling to make sure you got my note and saw that I got a call from my boss and had to come work in Liverpool."

"I got your note."

"Oh okay. Good." I felt my heart start to race. I shouldn't have called him. This is stupid.

"Is that really why you called me?" I heard Aaron's familiar teasing tone and I couldn't help, but let out a smile. What is wrong with me? This is Aaron. I don't need to feel awkward or nervous. That's just not me.

"I... I wanted to hear your voice I guess." I covered my mouth realizing what just came out of my mouth. I hit myself in the head.

"Who are you and what have you done with Brooke?" I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up."

"Seriously."

"I should get going." I blurted out. Even though I didn't want to stop talking to him. This is just too embarrassing."And I'm not forgetting about anything I said to you last night and I hope you don't either. I am sticking to my word." I said and then hung up my phone. No matter what I was going to stay true to my word. Things are difficult between us right now, but I am not going to give up. He never gives up on me even when I give him good reasons too.

I am going to do whatever I can to make everything up to him. I am fighting for him and I'll do anything to win him and get us back to being us.

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