I Think That You May Be The One (Book 1)

I Called To Let You Know I'm Through With You

*Adam's pov

I stared out at the beautiful view before me and thought. Not about lyrics, or what I wanted this album to be, but Anne. I don't think I can do this. She's great but, I don't think she's really in it. I sighed, "problems?" James asked walking in and jumping on the couch beside me. "I don't know yet" I admitted. It was true, I had no idea what this was. Maybe it was me, but I didn't feel it anymore, that spark we had faded. "Anne?" He asked softly. I nodded, "end it dude, not worth it" he said and patted my shoulder and went back outside after grabbing his guitar. I watched him leave and looked down at my phone. Service here sucked, which is exactly why we rent out this stupid house hidden away in the deepest crevices of California, but if you were lucky you found a couple bars. I found a spot in the house that worked and listened to a voicemail I just got. "Hey Addy, listen um, I know you're busy and reception isn't too great so you won't even get this, but I'm gonna leave it anyway." Why was she rambling? "I think we should break up. It's best for both of us right now. You have a lot going on with the album, and the upcoming tour, and the voice, and I've been really busy too. Anyway, uh call me if you get this, if not, well I'm gonna have this conversation again soon perhaps." I heard her sigh. I pulled my phone away and looked at it. "A voicemail?! She broke up with me in a voicemail?!" I yelled. I flung my phone and watched it hit the wall and land on the floor and shatter. I know I don't have the best track record but over a voicemail?! Even I have more decency than that!

I was fuming when Matt walked in, "woah, what happened?" He asked seeing my phone in pieces on the floor and my face red as can be. "A voicemail!" Was all I could manage before I stormed out of the room and pulled on my boots and helmet and grabbed my keys as I stomped down the steps and sat on my bike. I angrily pulled on my helmet and started the bike speeding off before anyone could stop me. So much for just being confused, now I was pissed. I should've known it, should've seen it coming, thanksgiving with her family was, different, distant maybe. I pulled over to the small private beach, cove area I found a while back and parked. I tossed my keys in my helmet and pulled off my boots and socks digging my feet in the sand. I need inspiration, I'm tired of using my life for songs, it's clearly only resulting in break up songs. I went to pull out my phone and remembered the shattered pieces all over the yoga room at the house. I sighed and laid back thinking. After what I assumed to be about an hour I had cooled down enough and found my focus. I headed back to the house and locked myself in my room. First order of business get a knew phone. I found the landline and ordered one, I'll get that later tonight. Second order of business, find some outside inspiration. The album was almost done, but it could use another song, maybe.

I searched all afternoon, nothing. Looks like the album is done. I sighed and trudged outside and sat with the guys. "Fred sent this over" Mickey said handing me a box. I took a deep breathe and pulled out my new phone, preloaded with all my stuff. Thank god Fred knows me so well and backs up everything. "So voicemail?" Matt asked. "Oh yea, uh, Anne broke up with me" I sighed. "Via voicemail I assume?" James asked. I nodded, "that explains the phone" PJ said. They all looked at me, "and?" They asked. "And let's finish this album so we can go home I need a vacation before everything starts up again. I need to figure a few things out" I sighed and got up to get a water. "Hey, you'll find her" James said following me into the kitchen. "Yea I know" I sighed, "I'm just tired and mad still, I didn't mean to take it out on you guys. I just, I guess I know she was right and that makes me mad. We were drifting, it was time to end it." I sighed gulping the water. "What else is bugging you?" James asked jumping up on the counter as I leaned against a part across from him. "I don't know" I sighed. "Come on I know you better than that" he insisted. He was right, if I couldn't confide in friends than who could I confide in? "My family thinks I should start settling down. I haven't had a really great, long lasting relationship in a long time. They think I should be thinking about marriage and having a family. I guess their right, I'm 32 I should be ready, shouldn't I?" I asked looking at him for the answer.

He thought a moment and looked back at me, "I suppose you're right. But aren't you the one that said you weren't getting married?" He asked eyeing me. "Yes but that was a long time ago, I've grown up. And I do want to get married and have a family but..." "No ones made you want to?" He asked cocking his head to the side. It reminded me of Frankie and made me smile briefly, I miss my girl, I need to get home she understands. I nodded, "exactly. I haven't found the girl that would make me want to get married." "There you go, the answer is in the question. You want to but you haven't found the one yet. Be patient, trying to date girls other than models could help too" he chuckled and jumped off the counter heading to living room. I smiled, maybe he's right, I have a horrible reputation of being a womanizer and, most recently, a modelizer. Maybe branching out would be good for me. Maybe I can find someone to keep my ego and ass inline, someone who can see past all this musician stuff and seem me as the dorky, nerdy, man I am. I chugged my water and tossed the bottle when my phone rang. "Hey Fred," I said smiling. "Adam I just sent you an email check it out, all the information is there, you won't regret it" he said and hung up. Wow, cryptic much? I thought and opened my email and headed into the living. I read it through and clicked the link.

Before I knew it I must've watched 50 videos, all by this girl Rozzi. She was amazing. I called Fred frantically the guys watching me and we discussed a few things cryptically, on my end at least and said I'd let him know and hung up. I looked through the email and found the girls contact information. "Hey Rozzi?" I said smiling. "Yes?" She said sounding confused. "Adam Levine. You have an incredible voice! I just watched all your videos, you are very talented!" I said feeling excited. She squealed, "you have no idea how much that means to me! Thank you so much!" She said. "Do you have a label?" I asked being nosy. "Nope just a YouTube account" she giggled. "I will start one for you! I want to help you achieve your dream!" I said. She must've been speechless because it took a minute or two before she spoke. "Are you serious!? Oh my god I would love that!" She said, "dead serious. I'll work out the details on my end then I'll email you with the information" I smiled. "Y...yes of course" she said. "Thank you so much mr. Levine!" "Adam" "thank you Adam" she said. "Anything for a voice like that" I smirked. "Talk to you soon" I said. "Bye" she said and we both hung up. "What was that all about?" Mickey asked. "I'm starting a record label" I said matter-of-factly and went to call Fred again. Things were looking up, I found another passion I didn't realize I had. Maybe Anne breaking up with me was a good thing.