Love You More :) (Jahvie) *Sequel*

Chapter 8

A/N Don't you worry about Jeffree. Okay? He's alright, harmless...for now ;) (Sorry if that makes you worry even more.)

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Jayy's POV

"What..?" I whispered, shocked.

"I like you Jayy. Can we retry a relationship?" he asked again. I opened my mouth, then closed it again, not sure what to say to that. I was confused.

"I...I don't know Jeffree.."

"Jayy, I really do like you, okay? I just thought you should know. I witnessed how complicated things get when you keep it to yourself. I just think we could try and...." he trailed off with a small smile. I didn't know what to say. Jeffree likes me? What?

"Um...Jeffree, I'm not sure. I'm still...upset over the breakup. I'm not sure I want to jump right into another relationship." I said honestly. He just nodded in understanding. He flashed another smile, almost as bright as his hair, and tugged on my hands, pulling me closer to him.

"Okay Jayy. Just think about it for a bit." he whispered, face only and inch away from mine. A hand went to hold my cheek softly, and he was still smiling. Then his lips locked with mine for a long lasting kiss that I didn't pull away from, lips moving softly against my own. Jeffree pulled away smiling widely, "There's something for you to think about." he whispered, then winked at me and stood up, with me in tow feeling confused, his hands still holding mine as he prepared to take us back outside.

"Jayy..." I heard a small voice from the door whisper sadly. We both snapped our heads to the source of the sound. There stood Dahvie, looking at us with a frown. We hadn't even noticed the door open. He glanced at Jeffree and I's hands, horrified and eyes wide, then looked back up at our faces. He backed up slowly, then ran out the door, slamming it behind him. Shit!

"Dahvie!" I called out, going to the door. Jeffree pulled me back by my hand, not letting go.

"Jeffree, I have to go to him, he just saw us kissing!" I explained.

"Jayy.. You guys aren't together anymore, it's not like you were cheating on him." Jeffree said, moving his hand to my cheek.

"That doesn't mean it didn't hurt him!" I tried walking away again, but he stopped me once more with a gentle tug, bringing me back in his arms.

"But Jayy! You broke up with him." he whispered, "Remember?"

"I did break up with him. But..I. I..." I didn't know what else to say, and sighed. Jeffree nodded and then kissed my cheek, "Please Jayy. Think about what I said, and for tonight just forget about you and Dahvie." Jeffree whispered into my ear, then tugged me out the bus and back into the party without waiting for my answer.

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Dahvie's POV

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The party was kinda fun, and I hadn't been expecting it to be. I was still feeling down, but these guys, my friends, helped cheer me up a little bit. I was asked by Haley to go get her another drink from inside the bus, and I opened the door to head in. I wasn't expecting to see what I did when I walked inside. Jeffree and Jayy were in a lip lock right there on the couch. What's going on? They were kissing. Kissing. They pulled apart and Jeffree smiled and said something to Jayy, winking at the end. What were they saying? They stood up from the couch.

"Jayy.." I whispered, feeling hurt. He was kissing Jeffree. We've only been split up for a month.. and he's already moving on. I don't understand. Jayy and Jeffree looked at me, seeming shocked. How could he? I felt broken all over again. I backed up from them, fleeing from the bus. I slammed the door shut, and raced past all of the people at the party, not like they even noticed as I left. I ran down the street to our own bus, closing the door behind me, and falling into my bunk, closing the curtain to hide myself from the world. The bus was empty, and I briefly wondered where Taylor had gone off to, because she hadn't come with us to the party, but then I realized I didn't care. I was alone. I sat there in my bed for awhile, knees pulled up to myself, still shocked from everything. I couldn't stop thinking about it. He was kissing someone else... He was moving on. Why? How?