In New York (A Lams Fic)

Chapter 11: One Last Time

(This one is really short and also boring as hell but it makes sense for the next chapter.)

John PV:
  I slept at Laf and Herc's place for about 2 weeks after finding out that Alexander cheated on me with Maria Reynolds. I don't think they minded because they truly just felt bad about what happened to me. I still felt like I was invading their personal space, so eventually I just moved back into Alexander and my room. We still didn't even talk much. We greeted each other and be constantly apologized. I knew he was sorry, but it was so hard for me to accept it. This went on for months. We didn't even speak until April.
"Alexander," I said his name and instantly he perked up, "I'm going on a trip during Spring Break."
"Okay. Do you need me to do anything while you're gone?"
"No. I just wanted to let you know that I'll be in South Carolina with my mom's parents. I'm leaving tomorrow and coming back next Wednesday."
"Okay..."

Alex PV:
  Finally he spoke to me again. It was conversation without any emotion which really hurt me but he did speak to me which almost fixed everything in my life. After he told me when he was coming back home I wanted to respond by saying that I couldn't wait to have him back. But saying that wouldn't really be very appropriate at this time. Instead I just said okay. He started packing a suitcase and I got off my bed to help him out.
"Here, John, let me help you out."
"No, Alexander, I can do this all myself... I don't need you."
  And in that moment my heart shattered into a million pieces. Tears formed in my eyes. I got up and left the room. I knew it was all my fault. It's was my fault he didn't love me anymore. It was all my fault. First I blew the fight out of proportion and then I went behind his back and cheated on him. No wonder he hated me.

John PV:
  I could tell Alexander thought I hated him but I didn't. I just needed time away from him for a bit. I really truthfully cared about him and wanted him to be happy but was just too angry with him to accept his apology. I decided that no matter what, if he says sorry to me at any point tomorrow I'll make sure he knows I still care about him. He didn't come back to the room until I was already asleep but once I woke up he was on his bed. I got up off my bed, showered, and got dressed. I did my hair and washed my face in the bathroom. It was almost time for me to leave and Alexander hadn't said a word to me.
"I'll see you next Wednesday, Alexander." I said and his eyes shined. He was full of hope again.

Alex PV:
  He talked to me again. I filled with hope again. I got up and I just had to say I was sorry one last time before he left for South Carolina.
"John, I'm so sorry. I can't wait to see you again."
He pulled me in for a short hug and said, "I know you're sorry. Thank you, Alexander... But I have to go now. I'm glad I'll see you again."
  He loosened his grip on the hug and let me go. He knows I still care. Even if he does hate me, he at least knows that I love him.

John PV:
  One the drive to my grandparents' house I constantly cried. I was all alone. I felt like nothing without Alexander next to me. Even when we weren't speaking, I loved having him around me. I'll get him back once I get back to New York. I'll take him out on dates and tell him I love him. He needs to know that I still care about him. I love him. I'll never stop loving him. I just couldn't wait to see him more.