Callie's POV
I've been back in California for over twenty four hours, and I don't know what I was thinking. I miss Brandon, and I can only image what he's going through now that I'm gone. My dad agreed to let me stay with him until Brandon returns home, and I'm grateful for that. I texted Brandon to let him know that I landed, but he didn't respond. I know I hurt him by leaving, but I didn't know what else to do. I didn't want to be second choice anymore, and I needed to make Brandon realize that. Mariana and I have plans to hang out later, and I'm glad that I still have her to hang out with despite everything that's going on between Stef, Lena, Brandon and I. I've really missed her ever since Stef kicked us out, so I'm grateful for the time that we're getting together tonight. I just hope that I didn't hurt Brandon too much, and I hope he'll be able to focus during the show tonight. It's a huge show, and he needs to be focused. I picked the wrong day to leave, and Lou is going to kill me the next time she sees me. She warned me not to distract Brandon while on tour, and now here I am, distracting him by leaving the tour. She's seriously going to kill me, and I derserve it.
Brandon's POV
I haven't left my hotel bed ever since Callie left, and Lou has been knocking on my door for the past half hour. I don't want to talk to her because I know she's going to tell me that she told me this would happen, and she's going to be pissed that I'm letting this distract me. I let her knock on my door, and I pretend I don't hear her. I don't understand any of this. I know I was ignoring Callie the past couple of days, but I didn't think it upset her enough to leave. But apparently it did since she really left to go back home. I can't believe I did this to her, but I also can't believe that she would leave me here alone. She knows I want to share this with her, and then she picks up and leaves me to experience it alone. I didn't think the tour would cause this much of a stress on our relationship. We're not fooling anyone. Being apart for a month is going to result in us breaking up, and then we won't be together ever again. I shouldn't have let her go. I never should've told her to leave. I should've fought for her and made her stay. Not that it would've mattered. She was right about everything. I did put the band ahead of her after I promised her that I wouldn't do that out here. I promised her that we would be together no matter what, and then I broke that promise. No wonder why she was pissed at me. I guess I understand why she left now. She took half of me with her when she left, and I don't know how to get that half of me back. We're due to be onstage in an hour, and I'm nowhere near ready to go out there and deal with an audience. I need to fix things with Callie, and I need to fix them fast. And there's only one way to do that.
Callie's POV
Mariana and I decide to go to the beach the day after I get home, and Jesus, Jude, and Connor are supposed to be meeting us there. "It's so good to hang out with you again," she says as she gets into the car. Brandon left his car at Mike's so I have full access to it. "I know. I miss hanging out with you guys," I reply. "Jude is so excited to finally hang out with you. He was supposed to spend the day with Connor, and he even tried to blow him off to come hang out with you, but I told him to bring Connor along," she says. "Yeah of course. I love Connor, and I miss seeing him too," I reply. Connor and Jude have been friends for so long, and I love seeing Jude so happy to have a friend. Connor is the only kid who's ever shown interest in being Jude's friend, and I'm so happy about that. "So has Brandon called you since you left?" Mariana asks. "Nope," I reply. "My phone has been really quiet." "Well he's an idiot. He shouldn't choose the band over you. Where were they when everything happened with his hand and when everything happened with Dani? Nowhere. You were there for him through it all, and he's an idiot if he doesn't know that," she says. "Thanks, Mariana. That makes me feel so much better," I reply. "I'm sorry. I got carried away, but it's only because I love the two of you together and I hate that he's blowing it," she says. "Yeah, me too," I reply.
Brandon's POV
"Are you sure she's coming?" I ask Jesus when he gets to the beach. I tried to call Callie before I got on the plane, but her phone was off. I texted Jesus to tell him that I was coming home and he told me to meet them at the beach. He told me that Callie and Mariana are supposed to be meeting him and Jude there. "Yes," he says. "She had to pick Mariana up and you know it takes her forever to get ready." He's right. My sister takes forever to get ready for anything, so I just have to give them time to get here. Lou was pissed when I told her I was leaving, but I didn't care. Callie made me realize that I was being unfair to her, and I knew I had to fix things. So I hopped on the first flight back to California, and now here I am three hours later. I didn't think I'd make it back in time, but I did. Once my flight landed, I texted my dad and he came to pick me up. I made him take a little detour on the way back to San Diego, and I still made it back in time. "Callie is going to freak out when she sees you here," Jesus says. "She's going to be pissed," I say. "She'll never forgive me for passing up an opportunity to sing for a big named music producer." "Why would you pass that up?" he asks. "Because I love Callie more, and she's the only permanent thing in my life. There will be other music producers, but there's only going to be one Callie. I'll never find another girl like her. I can't mess this up." "I'm proud of you," Jesus replies. "I honestly thought that you would stay on tour and leave Callie here alone." "You obviously don't know me," I say, shaking my head.
Callie's POV
The beach is packed by the time Mariana and I get here, and it's hard to find a parking spot. "We're never going to find them," I say once we get out of the car. "Yes we will," she replies. "Just look for Jesus' beanie. He never leaves the house without one." That should be easy. No one really comes to the beach wearing a beanie except Jesus, so he should be easy to find. "There he is," Mariana says, pointing to him. He's on the other side of the beach, and we run over to him before we get separated again. "Finally," he says. "I thought you guys were standing us up." "Sorry. Traffic was bad on the way here," I say. "Where's Jude?" "He went to the bathroom. He'll be right back," he replies. I feel something soft rub against my legs and when I look down, there's a golden retriever puppy rubbing against my feet. I bend down to pet him and he licks my face. "You're the cutest puppy ever," I say, scratching behind his ear. "Where's your owner little buddy?" "That would be me," someone says as they walk toward us. I look up, and Brandon is standing in front of me. "Brandon?" I ask. "What are you doing here?" "I came to see you," he says. "Isn't your show going on right now?" I ask. "Probably," he replies. "But you're more important." "Is that so?" I ask. "Look, you were right to leave. I wasn't paying attention to you, and I'm sorry. I promised you that I would make time for you, and I didn't do that at all these past couple of weeks. I'm really sorry," he says. "You left the tour?" I ask. "Yeah," he replies. "What the hell were you thinking?" I scream. "You're missing the chance to perform in front of a music producer. You could've gotten a record deal and made a name for yourself! How stupid could you be?" "I was thinking that I love you, and there's always going to be music producers in the world. But there's only one you, and I'll never be able to find another you. You're one of a kind, and you're all mine. I love you, and I don't want the tour if it means I can't have you," he says. "Damn you," I reply. "You always make it so hard for me to be mad at you." "Well I bought you a puppy as an apology gift, so I guess it would be kind of hard to be pissed at me," he replies. I look down at our puppy and I smile. "You were really serious when you told me we get get a dog, huh?" I ask. "Of course I was," he replies. "I can never say no to you." "What's his name?" I ask. "Well the shelter named him Zeus, but we can change it if you want," he replies. "Zeus is perfect," I say. "It's badass, and I love it." "I love you," he says, placing his arms around my waist. "I love you too," I reply, kissing him quickly. "Thank you for the dog, and thank you for choosing me." "No," he says. "Thank you for choosing me."
