Band One Shots

Just Listen- Rian Dawson

I turn over in bed, opening my eyes when I realise that Rian isn't there. He must have already left for the studio. I smile slightly and take my phone off the nightstand next to the bed.

I turn my phone on and see a text from Rian, saying "I'm sorry I had to leave before you woke up, but I didn't want to wake you up. You're too cute when you're asleep. I'll see you later, I can't wait! XXX"

I smile when I read it and put my phone back on the nightstand and get out of bed to get dressed. I put on my clothes and brush my hair before picking my phone back up.

When I walk downstairs, I realise that I didn't pick up my phone, but Rian's. I smile slightly and walk back upstairs to put his back and get mine instead. He must have accidentally left his.

His phone vibrates in my hand. I look down at the screen, smiling slightly. My smile fades away from my face when I see who the message is from and what it says.

"Last night was so much fun baby! I can't wait until we can do it again! You need to break up with that other girl soon so we can get back together! XXX."

It's from one of Rian's ex's, Pixie. (A/N- I don't think he's ever dated anyone called Pixie, but if he has it's just coincidence.) I bite my lip and put the phone down where it was, picking mine up.

I go back downstairs and sit down on the couch, going on Twitter. I go to Pixie's page to see if she's posted anything about it.

She posted a picture about two hours ago of her in bed with Rian. He's shirtless and it looks like she's not wearing any clothes under the covers. It looks like Rian's asleep with his arm around her, her cuddled up to him as he sleeps.

I put down my phone, trying not to cry. I can't believe that he would do this to me. I thought be loved me. Turns out he doesn't.

I go upstairs to pack my clothes in a bag. As soon as he gets back, I'm going to tell him that I know about her and that I'm leaving.

I look at the picture of me and Rian that he keeps on the coffee table. I sigh and pick it up, biting my lip. After a moment, I throw it across the room, shattering the glass of the frame when it hits into the wall.

A Few Hours Later

I hear the door open and close as someone walks in. "Hey, baby." Rian calls to me, but I ignore him, staying curled up in the corner of the couch.

He walks into he lounge, pausing when he sees the glass from the picture frame over the floor in the corner, the frame still laying, face down, in the mess.

"Is there something wrong?" He asks as he sits down on the couch, looking at me. "Did I do something wrong?"

I look at him, my eyes red and puffy from crying. "You know what you did, you filthy cheat!" I shout, standing up.

"What?! Y/N, I haven't done anything!" He says, standing up as well. "What's made you think something happened?"

I bite my lip, trying not to start crying again. "You're back with Pixie! Don't lie to me! You didn't come back home last night after you left, did you?! You spent it with Pixie!"

"I didn't spend the night with her! The last time I did that was two years ago! Before we got together!"

"Go look at your phone! There's a text from her on there! And look at her Twitter!"

"What the hell? Sweetie, just listen to me. I haven't seen her since we broke up, okay?" He says, taking a step forward and trying to wrap his arms around me. I push him away.

"Then why would she text you? And post a picture of you two together?" I ask, biting my lip.

He sighs. "I don't know, maybe she's jealous or something. What picture was it that she posted?" He asks.

I find the picture on my phone and hand it to him. He sighs and sits back down on the couch, patting the space next to him as if telling me to sit down. I sit down next to him as he scrolls way back through her pictures.

Eventually he finds exactly the same picture that she posted today. She posted it about 3 years ago.

I sigh and rest my head in my hands. "I'm so sorry, Rian. I should've believed you."

He wraps his arms around me. "It's okay, Y/N, you had the right to be suspicious." He kisses the top of my head.

"But what about last night? When you didn't come back?" I ask, looking up at him.

"I did come back, you were already asleep. If you don't believe me, call Zack. He dropped me off back here."

I bite my lip, cuddling up to him. "I'll pay to replace that frame that I smashed." I whisper to him.

He chuckles and kisses my cheek. "No, I'll get a new one. I want to get a lot of frames. I have so many pictures of you that I want to put all over this house. You're so amazing and so beautiful. No other woman could ever compare. Remember that, okay?"