Just A Fan (Jace Norman Fan Fiction)

chapter 13

Ambers POV(flashback)
"Jace! it's not my fault, okay? I didn't mean to!" I yelled.
"that's the thing! you never fucking mean to yet you do ALL.THE.TIME! it's the same stuff over and over. it's your fault we've been falling apart! you're always so depressed I can't handle it anymore!" he yelled back. i looked down, he's right. "you know what Jace," I said in a soft voice, "you're right. it is my fault. everything is always my fault. I always put you in a bad position and I'm sorry. okay? I'm sorry. I fucking love you. do you not understand that? am I not enough? this is all I am, all I'll ever be and all I'll ever have and I am so sorry that it doesn't reach your standards." I said, with my tears falling like raindrops. my vision got so blurry I could hardly see. "no Amber I'm so sorry it slipped I didn't mean to say that! baby I love you. you're the greatest thing I have you can't blame yourself I..." I stormed out before he could finished. I couldn't hurt him anymore.
(flashback over)

Jaces POV
"dude I don't know what to do. she won't answer me. she won't call me. she won't even leave her house and it's because of me!" I said, FaceTiming ethan.
"bro I'm tellin you, she's a dime, I'll admit you fucked up but you gotta get her. you can't let her go. she's the most loyal girl out there. and you can't just let it stay like this." I looked at him confused.
"look man I don't know what I'm sayin just cutting to the point, MAKE IT RIGHT." he said.
I looked down and texted her. "baby?" I know she won't respond but it's worth a shot.

Ethan's POV
my phone dinged.
"bestfriend👑-wait a second. you're that dumbass that used to walk around acting like a badass and said your name was Carl Gallagher when we were kids."
I responded
"so nice to hear from you, amber😂. but yeah dude I was waitin for your dumbass to figure it out😜 how you holdin up?"
"bestfriend👑-um I'm doing okay, i guess. thank you. you?"
I texted back
"I'm doing swell."
"bestfriend👑-that's good. I'll text you later, it's pretty late." I looked and she's right, 1:00 in the morning.

Ambers POV
here we go again. another night of no sleep. I layed there. what am I supposed to do? it's so depressing. I can't lose him, he's the only thing I have. a tear rolled down my cheek, I miss his voice. his laugh. his smile, everything. and to be honest, I stalk his Instagram everyday and look at all of our pictures together.
I heard my door open the slightest bit and I layed as still as possible. I felt an arm wrap around me and a familiar scent blow throughout the air, and suddenly, I felt whole again.