Homeless(Jake Miller Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12

Amelia (pov)

In the days that followed my flee to New Orleans, things took an unexpected turn. Calvin and I got to know each other during the day, and we spent all of our time together. It was only a matter of time before we got back together.

"I was raised in Hell," he said, me sitting in his lap on a wooden kitchen chair. "Mother was a drunk, father was a Jesus freak. God don't make everything better, but he was set that He did. Sister died of OD two weeks before we met. Steph💛.."

Once he had finished, I wrapped my arms around him for warmth. Calvin was a shut- up person. He cried very rarely, and he never liked people to know what he was feeling. He reminded me of my father, in a sense, so resiliant.

"I was raised in Topeka, NOT on a farm. No siblings, my parents died in a car crash in Vegas a few months after I left. Always love a good adventure."

Not too surprisingly, he grinned, we kissed, then he started touching me, then we had sex. It seemed that was our routine. We were starting to not have our entire relationship evolve around sex.

Our introductions were the beginning of our getting to know each other. We started learning little habits each had, and before long, we were in love again.

I didn't think of Jake much. He seemed to be a distant memory, but there were times I wondered why he never came after me. Not that I cared, though.

Why was that a lie? Why was that not? I drew a conclusion that a part of me will always love him, but the true love of my life is Calvin.

One December morning, Calvin and I had just woken up. I turned on MTV and my jaw dropped.(😱)

Jake (pov)

After I decided to leave Amelia, I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I wrote new songs, answeed fanmail, but she was still always on my mind. Months passed, and by the time Christmas came, I was ready.

I was scheduled to perform on GMA, so I packed my suitcase and flew to NYC. The day we landed, the skies were clear like the day I ran after Amelia. I miss her like Hell, and I hope she knows that.

At the airport, I followed Jenny and my parents to the car they got us. I stopped on the way to take pictures with a few fans. One little boy looked kind of like me. He had short brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. "Hey buddy," I said, giving him a high five, "What's your name?"

"Steven," he replied, hugging me. Steven: just like the boy in my song. He smiled once more, very slyly, and I walked away, turning to wave back. Once we got to the hotel, I headed to rehearsal.

The day flew by, and before I knew it, Robin Roberts was sitting across from me on the GMA platform as I started singing along with my band.

"Here I stand in the cold.

I tried to knock, Cause you changed the locks

Now I'm all alone

Where am I supposed to go?

If you are where my home is, I guess that makes me Homeless

So what now? I got no idea where I'm goin, lost with no direction like my GPS is broken

I'm walking round the streets thinkin bout you every night.

I'm feeling homeless now, looking like the mam from 'I'm alright'

See I just wanna come back home, can't do this on my own

You were the only thing I knew for sure, guess that I was wrong

See I've tried to walk away but I just end up at your doorstep

Waiting for my phone to ring but Nope, you haven't called yet

So I'm wandering, aimlessly

Wish that you stayed with me

Thought that we were meant to be

Felt that you were there for me

But I guess not, cause in case you haven't noticed, you used to be my home until you left me Homeless

Here I stand in the cold.

I tried to knock, Cause you changed the locks

Now I'm all alone

Where am I supposed to go?

If you are where my home is, I guess that makes me Homeless."

The platform erupted into applause as I stopped singing.

Amelia (pov)

Jake wrote a song for me. He thought that we were made for each other, then I ran away. He wants me back, but he can't have me. He's lost and broken.

I broke Jake Miller.

It's hard to believe that I was ever his biggest fangirl, and he was my idol. It feels like foreverago. As I watched my husband work across the street, hardhat on, I carefully observed my decision.

I made the right one, coming back to Calvin. I just regret the way I handled it with Jake.

Now, I'm never going to get him back. I never said goodbye.

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Sorry if some of the lyrics are wrong. I got them off a website, not sure which one. Thanks for reading! More to come