She will be loved

Ask her if she wants to stay a while...

I woke up and I knew I was ready. I was ready to read Adams messages that he sent me after last night.

Adam> Amelia

Please, let me explain, I'm so sorry...

Adam> Amelia

I promise, I would never dream about doing anything like that to you

Adam> Amelia

My ADHD and the fear of losing you, I love you, but my actions were heartless, I'm so so sorry Amelia

Adam> Amelia

Please, please don't block me out, I promise I won't let this get worse, if you could just answer me...

Adam> Amelia

James told me over text, dont ever think it was your fault.

Told him what? And why would I think it's  my fault?

"James! I rushed out of the bedroom to find him in tears on the sofa.

"James, what did you tell him?" I was petrified, I had never seen James upset before, he had always been strong.

"The band, we've split up, I'm not staying around him, and nor are they..."

"No!" I screamed in his face and tears streamed down my face.

I ran, anywhere, away from here, and I dont know why. James had no idea. He had no idea how much the band meant to me, I couldn't live without them.

I was out the house and way off the street, I didn't care about the morning rain. It was Sunday. Shit.

Sunday Morning rain is falling

Flashback came from when I was 16, when  the song came out for the first time. That was the same year I realised how much I needed them.

"AMELIA!" I heard James shout from a distance.

I started running again, I didn't want to speak to him.

"Amelia, stop running!"

I turned to look at him whilst still running.

"Amelia, watch out!"

I tripped on the curb and smacked my head on the floor, hard. For what I knew, I was still conscious, atleast I think I was because I could feel the pain shooting through my head. I got up, just to get away from James, I was determined not to talk to anyone.

"Amelia! You have to stop now! You're bleeding!"

I ran (or limped, whatever you'd like to say) away as fast as I could considering my condition.

"I didn't think you'd care that much about the band"

That comment pissed me off. I stop and stared at him. He decided it was safer to stay around 4 meters away from me. He could clearly tell that I was angry.

"That fucking band is the only reason I am alive James, its a pretty huge fucking deal that you have split up now!" I screamed at him.

He stared at me, his mouth dropped. I fell in a heap on the floor. I burst out crying and the pain in my head increased.

James rushed towards me, faster than I have ever seen him go. He lifted me up in his arms and spoke to me in a soft voice.

"Okay, I'm getting you to the hospital right now" He demanded.

"No... no no no... please no... leave me to die or something... please...no..." I strained.

"I'm taking you, you have no choice."

James hailed a taxi and it pulled over next to us.

"Hospital, quick" James panted.

The driver nodded, understanding our situation.

The driver insisted we didn't pay, but James threw a $100 bill at him and thanked him before carrying me inside.

"No, James, dont bother..." I whispered, barely holding on to consciousness.

"Not just for you..." he whispered in return with his hand slightly resting on my stomach.

Even though the bump was quite big by now, I almost forgot about Adams child inside of me.

James threw the doors open and shouted for a nurse. They took my straight through to the emergency room and layed me down on a huge bed.

"Goodnight James" I whimpered.

"No, stay awake for me sweetheart" His voice was so calming.

I closed my eyes just for a bit.