As you approach Alex's front door, you start to feel sick. What could he possibly need to tell you?
He opens the door, after you knock and he stares at you for a couple of seconds, he looks into your eyes as if he was looking for permission, and then collapses onto you, giving you a massive hug. He kisses every inch of your face, ending with your nose and then invites you inside.
You sit on the couch, and he sits beside you.
"The women that I was speaking to," he starts to say, he hesitates. "She said we were amazing at the gig, and she offered me and the lads a once in a lifetime opportunity, Darcy," he says, his voice cracking. "She wants us to go on tour," he says.
"Oh my God that's amazing!" you say, wrapping your arms around him. "So when are you telling her that you're gonna accept?" you ask. He gulps.
"I..I already did." he says, slowly.
"You didn't talk to me first about it? It's going to be hard leaving home, how long are we on tour for?" you ask. His eyes start to fill with tears, he shakes his head.
"I asked her, Darcy, there are rules. We can't have anymore people come with us," he says. You suddenly feel your heart break. Literally, you feel if breaking into a million pieces.
"H-how long is the tour?" you ask.
"A year and a half," he whispers.
"So hold on a sec," you start to say, "you accepted? You're abandoning me? For a year and a half?" you start to break down, and you start to sob violently. Alex joins in.
"No, don't say abandoning," he wails. You suddenly start to get angry, you stand up and start to throw everything you can get your hands on at him. He whimpers whilst trying to catch them, he fails and in the end he lets the things hit him whilst he begins crying again.
"You cheat on me, walk back into my life and then abandon me for a year and a half. You accepted the opportunity when she fucking told you that I wasn't welcome?" you scream, you stop throwing things and begin to cry again.
"I'm sorry, it was an in the moment thing, this band is so important to me" he says, he edges closer to you and holds your hand.
"Obviously more important to you then me," you say, snatching your hand off him. Tears start streaming down your face, he uses his thumb to wipe them away.
"No, you're the most important thing in the world," he whispers, his hand still on your face. "This is just something I have to do," he says.
//thank you arcticmonkeys_turner for the slight inspiration for this chapter!! the next chapter will be up very soon:-)//
