Perfection: A Jamie Campbell Bower Fanfic

Chapter Eight

When I woke the next day it was already lunch time. I rolled over and groaned. My head throbbed and my heart hurt. I picked up my phone. 20 missed calls. I'd never felt so popular. But then I realised that 10 were from Jamie and 5 were from Zara. Two were from blocked numbers and three from my mother. I sighed. I guess Zara had told Jamie that I knew about them. I called Mum back. I felt bad about lying to her but I had to tell her that I was fine otherwise she would worry about me even more than she already did. I scrolled through my text messages. There was one from Jamie: "I'm sorry about everything. Please call me back. I want to talk about this. xx" There was also one from Zara "Sorry that I've hurt you. Can we please talk about this? x" I couldn't believe this. They weren't sorry. If they were, they would never have done it. I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. It was going to be a long afternoon.

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   I sat on the park bench waiting for Jamie. I'd told Aimee to wait at home. I needed to talk to him by myself. I hadn't put any make up on and I didn't even care how terrible I looked. Why should I bother? "Hey," Jamie said as he sat next to me. I put my phone back into my bag. "Hi," I said, my voice almost a whisper. "I'm sorry," he said, trying to put his arm around me as I moved away from him. He pulled his arm back. "I won't forgive you. And I won't forgive Zara," I said matter of factly. I could tell what I'd said hurt him but I was beyond caring now. "I understand if you won't forgive me. But please, at least forgive Zara. She turned up at my house in tears last night," he said sighing. I looked straight ahead as tears started rolling down my cheeks. "You see my problem? You two hurt me yet you pent last night together. She knew how much I wanted to be with you, yet she went and got with you," my voice was shaking and the tears were a steady stream. He sighed again. "We never meant to hurt you! We didn't think you'd find out. IT WAS ONE NIGHT!" he exclaimed standing up. I stood up to. I was shaking with anger. "DON'T FUCKING YELL AT ME! You knew what you were doing! She knew too. I don't give a shit if it was one night or a whole week. YOU SLEPT TOGETHER AND YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD HIDE IT!" I yelled. He grabbed my arm but I pulled away. I'd never been this angry before. "Look, lets just calm down a bit. We were going to tell you when the time was right. But I guess it doesn't make any difference. Now that I've gotten to know you both, I've started falling for Zara and I'm going to ask her to move in with me," he said looking down at the ground. I was absolutely horrified. "You are such an ass hole. You never even cared about me. I'm done," I said turning and walking away. He didn't even follow me, but that was probably a good thing. I might've punched him if he had.

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    I walked into my apartment and slammed the door behind me. I walked into the kitchen and almost walked out again. "What the hell is she doing here?" I asked Aimee. Zara stood up. "Look Laura, I just want to talk about what happened. I know you just talked to Jamie but I want you to hear my side of the story." My anger flared up again and the tears and shaking started again. "What's there to tell? You slept with the one person I've wanted for most of my life. I WANT YOU TOO LEAVE!" I yelled as I stormed to the door. I opened the door and she stepped outside before turning to look at me. She was crying now too. "I really am sorry," she told me before I slammed the door shut in her face. I sat on the floor, my back to the door. I cried harder than I ever had. Aimee came and sat next to me. She put her arm around my shoulder and I leant against her. "I'm sorry. I should've told you what was going on," she whispered. I sat up and glared at her. We both stood up. "You knew?" I asked with venom in my voice. She nodded. I put my head in my hands and walked to my bedroom. The two people I trusted more than anything had let me down. I started packing my suitcases. God only knows where I was going to go, but I had to get away from here. I walked out of room pulling my suitcases behind me. "Where are you going?" Aimee asked. I walked to the front door and she followed me. She was crying now as well. "I don't know. I'll probably go to a hotel or something. I'll call you when I want to talk," I said and walked out.

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     I sat in a hotel room with my laptop on my knee. I was scrolling through my twitter feed. I unfollowed Jamie and Zara. It was probably really immature but I didn't want to have their stuff on my timeline right now. A tweet caught my eye: "I want to meet my celebrity crush. Maybe we'll fall in love." That poor girl, I thought to myself. I tweeted her back: "It's not all it's cracked up to be. Trust me." I shut my laptop down and flicked through the channels on the TV. Nothing really caught my attention so I pulled out my City Of Bones book and began reading. I got lost in the characters. I'd read this series a million times and every time I was left wishing Jace was my boyfriend. I'd almost had the closest thing to him, but I lost him. I couldn't concentrate on anything and I sat in the dark crying.

    I must've fallen asleep because before I knew it, it was the morning. I sat up and opened my laptop. I went to the airline website and booked myself on the next flight back to New Zealand. I packed my stuff and checked out. I got into a cab and headed for the airport. I tweeted "Thanks for having me LA. We've had some great times. NZ bound xx" I guess that was my way of saying goodbye too Zara and Aimee. I switched my phone off and waited to board the plane. I guess all good things have to come to an end.

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    I stepped off the plane and felt a sudden feeling of relief. It was so good to be home. I sat in the taxi checking my phone. Aimee, Jamie and Zara had text me. All saying basically the same thing. "Sorry you're leaving. Have a safe flight. Call when you get there. xx" I turned my phone off again. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I'd done something for me. I was going to forget I'd ever met Jamie. Maybe one day I'd forgive Zara for what she did and of course I'd eventually forgive Aimee for not telling me. But for now I was going to focus on myself and my youtube channel. I was going to be me.