Band One Shots & Weird Shit

Breakups X Jamie Campbell Bower

You guys might know Jamie as an actor, but he's also the lead singer of a band called Counterfeit, which is why I wrote this.

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I glanced down at my phone, and saw a message from my boyfriend Mike.

''We need to talk."

Nerves began to bundle in my stomach. I thought our relationship was going well, I guess not. It was cold out as raindrops clouded my glasses, obscuring my vision. I wiped my glasses off with my sweater, pausing in front of the coffee shop that he requested we met at.

I walked inside, the aroma of baked goods making my stomach grumble. I saw where Mike was and walked over. "Hey, what's up?" I asked, sitting down. "I'm going to get to the point in hopes that you won't hate me after what I have to say. I think we should break up." He said. He didn't even sit down.

"Why? I thought we were doing just fine." I said. "I cheated on you." He replied, showing no emotion. I looked at him as tears welled in my eyes. I nodded, knowing that if I said anything I'd burst in to tears. I stood up to leave, the last word I barely even heard him say, a small "Sorry."

I walked home feeling broken and empty. I unlocked my door, noticing that my roommate Jamie wasn't home. I signed, going to the freezer and grabbing some ice cream and tissues. As much as I didn't want to cry over him, that's what the next three hours consisted of. I gathered my bearings and took a shower, wishing that the hot water could dissolve my problems.

Some time later Jamie came home, his guitar slung over his back, carrying multiple bags. "I figured since you weren't answering my texts, something happened so I bought you some stuff." He said, placing the bags on our living room table. I smiled weakly at him. He quickly went to him room reappeared a few moments later.

"So, what did that scumbag do?" He asked gently, sitting down beside me. I felt tears in my eyes again, "He broke up with me. Says he cheated, but didn't say who, and I didn't ask because I was caught off guard." I said. Jamie wiped a stray tear off my face. "Don't cry over him sweetheart, he's not worth it. He's a sack of shit. The only thing he cheated out of was a beating from me." He said angrily.

I burst in to tears again, Jamie rubbing my back and mumbling caring words. "I need to stop crying over this, you know how I feel about crying." I said a few minutes later. "I know how you feel about showing emotions because you're all high and mighty and all that bullshit, but it's okay to show emotions every once in a while; I won't judge." He said, smiling. I nodded, "Thank you putting up with all of my high and mighty bullshit, I apppreciate it." I said, sniffling softly. "I just remembered I have to take care of something, I'll be back later." Jamie said, kissing my forehead.

I sighed, realizing that everything was actually going to be fine. I put the rest of the things that Jamie brought home, wondering where he went. I went in my room and collapsed on my bed. A few minutes later I heard a loud slam and swears. I went outside and saw Jamie with blood around his mouth but otherwise unharmed. "What the hell happened." I demanded, crossing my arms.

"Jesus, care to share a tiny but of sympathy?" He said, spitting in our kitchen sink. I wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and then impulsively kissed him. "How's that for sympathy?" I asked. He wrapped his arms around me. "You have no idea how long I've waited for you to do that." He said, resting his forehead against mine. I beamed at him, knowing that this is how I wanted to spend my life.

Hey everyone! I know it's been a while and I'm sorry!! I have all AP classes this year for the first time, and I'm very exicted and nervous. With that being said, I won't be on here as much, but I'll update when I can. I hope you guys understand! I'll be posting another chapter soon that has more smut versus a background story.

Thanks for reading this (if you did),

C.