I Swear I'll Never Let You Go

~Chapter 10~

- Alesha's POV -

I ran up the stairs, completely flustered. Wow. James Mcvey, you my friend are certainly something. I couldn't quite tell what it was but there was something about him that just seemed so, wonderful!!! Oh god just listen to me, I sound like a complete prat!

And Brad, oh Brad. What am I going to do with him? I know I've had like the biggest crush on him since like my birthday but I doubt he feels the same about me. I mean he's a super hot singer who has thousands of girls loving every single inch of him that I'm scared there's not enough for me to have. He could have absolutely any girl he wanted right now, they're all after him! No way would he choose me, plus he's never ever shown feelings for me at all? And he sees me as his best friend. Brilliant. Here we are in that oh so famous friend zone. But to be honest with you, we've been stuck here for months! I doubt it'll go any further than that. And with James, I felt something you know? I don't know what it was, but I could definitely tell he felt it too, whatever it was.

I cleaned up and went downstairs to see the rest of the boys, however they weren't there? Just Brad. Oh dear, I didn't know really how to face him after the flour incident, he did seem really pissed about that, but why? Is it because we messed up his kitchen? I hope not. Or.. Oh my god. He wasn't jealous was he? No he can't be. It's Brad we're talking about here!

"Where did everyone go?" I asked him, trying to hide the fact that I was confused and a little scared too.

"They had to go." He replied, now seriously what was his problem?

I tried to change the subject to see if he'd cheer up a little. "So shall we go back to our film?" I said, lightly elbowing him.

"If you want." Now it was starting to piss me off.

"Seriously Brad what have I even done? Ever since you saw me and James in the kitchen you've been really moody with me and I want to know why!" I shouted it, voice sounding a little wobbly. I could feel tears starting to come through but I had to hold them in. I could see him fidgeting and trying to ignore me by turning the tv on. I went and stood in front of the tv and demanded to know what I had done.

"For god's sake Alesha! Why do you have to make such a big deal out things?" He shouted and stormed off to the kitchen.

"Says the one who's in a huff about getting his precious kitchen dirty?!" I shouted back, sighing heavily and flopping on to the sofa. He suddenly walked back in with a bowl of popcorn and placed it on the table. But he didn't sit down.

"So that's what you think this is about?"

"What else am I supposed to think?" I protested, "You haven't exactly given me a chance to think what else this could be about?" I stood up.

"Well, truth is Alesha, you're wrong. Yes I was annoyed about the flour but that's nothing. What I am really annoyed about is the fact that you only knew James for 10 minutes and already you had your hands all over him?" He shouted at me.

"He caught me from falling! And what does it matter to you anyway?" I shouted back, showing that I too have a voice that should be heard.

"Because you're mine!" He shouted. Then once realising what he said, he ran out of the door, leaving it open on his way out.

I couldn't take in what just happened. Like seriously what??? I'm his? He thinks I'm his! This is both amazing yet terrible. Oh my god I'm such a bitch. I should never have acted like that. All those days I thought he thought of me as a friend, I was wrong. He thought of me as something more. Oh my god.

- Brad's POV -

"Because you're mine!" I shouted and quickly ran out of the house.

I couldn't take that, I simply couldn't. I couldn't bear what her response would be. She doesn't love me. She doesn't feel the same way I do for her, I know that for a fact, maybe before she used to, but the way she looked at James. She looked at him with such happiness in her eyes, she looked so hopeful and content. She loves him.

I didn't know where to go. Usually in times of need I'd go to Alesha, but I don't think that'd be the best of ideas right now. After Alesha comes James, but I guess that's a no go also.

I decided to go to Joe, because even though he's our manager, I've always looked up to him as an older brother, and a very close friend.

I knocked on the door and heard Seth's usual bark at the door when someone arrives. "Ah Brad! Hey there bro, come in!" He said. I always love coming to Joe's house, it feels so welcoming and homely.

"Do you want me to get you anything? Tea, coffee?" Joe asked. I shook my head and looked down, feeling ashamed of myself.

"What's wrong now boy? You're never like this, unless Tristan takes something of yours," he laughed to himself, "did he?" Joe asked, looking a little concerned, I knew he had caught on that that was not the problem at all, but there was his kind attempt in braking the ice.

"No Joe, truth is, I need advice." I said, sounding serious, as this was in fact a serious problem.

"Shoot brother." He said, while leaning back and petting his dog Seth. I explained to him everything, and I literally mean everything. All from Alesha's birthday to only about 20 minutes ago.

"Well, you've got yourself in a bit of a pickle there now haven't you? I'd say the best thing to do is cool off, go back home and calmly explain everything, like you have to me. Go tell her how you feel about her before its too late!" Joe explained to me, he gave me a hug and let me out. He was right, I should just stop being a pussy and tell her!

My mood suddenly lifted! I had smile from one end of my jaw all the way to the other. I decided the best thing to do was get a bouquet of flowers and go in all cheesy like and tell her. Yes I know she'll love that! I picked up some fresh lilies and roses and went straight for the house, skipping along and humming to myself.

I stood at the front door and waited. Should I do this? What a stupid question, of course I should! Lets do it. Yolo indie swag of course. I laughed to myself and walked in. "Alesha my lovely, where are you?" I sang, so very happy. Everything was all tidied up and clean, she must have done this all while I was gone. "Alesha?!" I panicked, not being able to find her all around the house. I went to the fridge for a drink and noticed something under the fruit bowl. It was a note. It read, "I'm sorry".

She's gone.

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