Drunk on Your Love

Chapter 21

  It's been a week since Jay and I, and Nathan and Jay had a falling out, and we haven't spoken since. Only Nathan and I talk to each other, other than that, I don't speak to Jay.

  Today, the boys have an interview, and Nathan wants me to go with him for moral support. That, and he doesn't want to speak to Jay whatsoever.

  "What time is Kevin and Martin picking us up for the interview?" I ask as I add some mascara, looking into Nathan's mirror in his room.

  "In an hour or so," he says, pulling his shirt over his head,, and fixing his hair.

  "I hope they don't ask about your hand, and Jay's face..." I mutter, walking towards Nathan. He sits on the bed and I stand in front of him.

  "I think it'll be okay, if they do ask, we don't have to answer so, we should be fine. We should make sure the others are awake," he says, standing up and taking my hand.

  Downstairs, everyone is dressed and ready for the interview. I pull out some Cheerios for me and Nathan, then we sit on the couch, avoiding Jay.

  "Psst," whispers Max, "how long is this gonna last?"

  We both shrug our shoulder, not knowing how long. Max rolls his eyes, and looks back at his phone.

  When everyone finishes eating, we all brush our teeth, and wait for Martin and Kevin downstairs. When they arrive, we crawl into the limo. When we are all buckled in, Kevin breaks the silence. "You know, for an interview, you have to talk," then he laughs. We all glare at him, making him turn around in his seat, talking to Martin.

  We arrive at the building, and all six of us hop out, Kevin and Martin following. Nathan and I walk hand in hand as the pap take pictures, but we ignore them. I really want to give them the finger.

  The boys walk up to the chairs. Nathan sits on one end, while Jay sits on the other. I stand behind camera, beside Kevin and Martin.

  "Wow, this is gonna be an awkward interview," says Martin.

  "Yeah, definitely a quiet one. Do you know what happened with Nathan and Jay, Haley?" Kevin asks. I just shrug, not wanting to talk about it again.

  "Good morning! Today, I am here with The Wanted! Woo!" says the male host.

  The boys just do a slow clap. Oh god this is awkward.

  "So, uh, Nathan, how has it been with your new girlfriend?" he asks.

  "Really good, almost everyone gets along with her. But the ones who don't are complete douche bags," he grunts. I face palm.

  "But the ones who don't get alone with her have good reason, dick," says Jay. They glare at each other as the others look around awkwardly.

  The interviewer clears his throat before he asks another question. "How's the new album going?"

  "Ah, really really good. It should be released either this month, or next month. It'll be rocking!" says Tom, giving two thumbs up to the camera.

  The interviewer asks only a few more questions before they finally finish. The boys say thank you, then get up, walking towards me. I high five all of them, except for Jay, and take Nathan's hand again, lacing our fingers together. We walk back to the limo and drive back home.

  Back at the house, is quiet again. We eat lunch, and then Jay goes back to his room. I'm getting really sick of this. It's been a week.

  I set my plate in the dishwasher and follow Jay upstairs. I ignore Max who's saying "Haley that's not a good idea," as I walk up the stairs.

  I storm into Jay's room as he's feeding Tia. "Seriously? You can be mad at me, but don't be a dick to Nathan. He was just defending me."

  "Well, I don't like the guy that Nathan has become. You made him this way, you're to blame," he growls, throwing worms in Tia's cage.

  "I'm not to blame. Because as far as I know, Nathan is still the same. The only difference is that he's with me now," I say.

  "That's the problem. I miss my best friend Haley. Do you know how much that-" he stops short, realizing that my best friend died in my arms.

  I take in this, and realize what needs to be done. I don't want to do it, but it has to be done. I walk downstairs to Nathan.

  "Can I talk to you outside for a minute?" I say. I can't do this.

  "Sure," he says, following me to the backyard.

  We walk towards the stream. "So, listen. I hate this. You and Jay fighting. I hate being the reason."

  "Haley that's not your fault," he says.

  "Look, for you and Jay, I'm leaving you alone. I'll still live here, but we won't be...we won't be dating anymore. I love you so much, but if Jay doesn't like me, then I should leave." I tell him this while the tears fall from my eyes like a rainstorm.

  "I don't want it to end," he says.

  "Me neither, but it has to. I-I'm so-sorry-y," I turn around and run into the house crying. I pass the boys, who are now staring at me, and I run into Jay's room.

  "There I broke up with him you happy now?" I yell, crying my eyes out. I stomp into my room and lock the door, sliding down it crying.

  "Haley let me in," says Jay.

  "No," I cry. I hear Nathan stomp to his room and slam the door.

  "Haley please," pleads Jay.

  "No, just leave me alone." I say and that's the end of it.

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  It's been a few weeks since Nathan and I broke up, and I made the stupidest decision of my life-I cut again. Twice on one arm.

  I've been staying in my room pretty much every hour of everyday, crying and listening to "I'll Be Your Strength,"

  I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling when my phone rings.

  "What," is all I say.

  "Haley? How are you and Nathan?" it's Brooke, and I guess no one knows, considering we haven't told anyone yet.

  "Not good. We broke up. Apparently Jay doesn't like me. Brooke, I don't know what to do. I cut again. He was my strength. I know that sounds stupid, but he was. And now the sadness is back. I miss Lucas so much, and he would be so mad at me. I miss my mom. I miss Nathan!" I cry into the phone.

  "You need to talk to Jay," she says. "maybe he can help you get him back."

  "Why would he do that?"

  "Because he loves Nathan, and he sees how happy you made him. He likes you, he's just jealous that Nathan was always with you and not him, you know?"

  I ponder over this for a bit. She's right. "Yeah, I guess."

  "Okay, talk to Jay, I gotta go, Love ya," and she hangs up.

  I get up, and peek out the door to Jay's room. I knock. "Jay?"

  "Come in," he says.

  When I walk in, he's watching Avatar. "Oh, hey Haley," he says. "Look, I didn't want you to break up with Nathan. You know he hasn't moved from his bed in two weeks?"

  "Look, Jay. I'm sorry. For everything-" I get cut off by Jay holding up his hand.

  "Don't apologize, I'm the one who's sorry." He gets up and walks towards me. He holds out his arms. "Friends?"

  I run into them and hug him. "Friends," I repeat, and we both smile.

  "Good. Now lets get Nathan back."