So, we meet again... [James Cassells fan fiction.]

We need to sort this out someway, somehow. (James POV)

"DON'T LEAVE AMANDA!" I shouted as I saw her running down the drive and crying. 

I would of chased after her but I knew she wouldn't want me going to her right now, so I left it, I punched the door.

"Fuck this shit!" I shouted and went inside and slammed the door. I ran my hands through my hair and pulling. 

When I calmed down I walked into the living room with everyone looking down. 

"You alright mate?" Danny said and patted me on the back as I sat down. 

"Yeah dude, it's just upset her as you can tell." I said to him. 

"Dude, you shouldn't let her get to you, tell her to piss off and find someone else." Ben said. 

I looked at him annoyed with what he just said. 

"Ben mate, I can't fucking tell her to piss off because I fucking love her, I fucked it up with her big time before for leaving. I can't go off and like someone else straight away, even after two bloody years my feelings towards Amanda haven't changed." 

"Dude, come on now, Ben didn't mean it like that I don't think." Sam said whilst comforting me. 

I looked up and nodded. "Yeah I know mate, sorry Ben." 

Ben looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. "It's cool" 

"Come on you lot, we need to sort this out someway, somehow. Do you think Amanda would want to come on tour with us again?" Cameron said. 

"No, she did her nut in the last time she came on a bloody two week tour with us, and what if that magazine dude calls her asking for her to do a few shoots, she said it's been a few weeks since she did one and soon she'll be getting another offer." I explained to him. 

He nodded and bit his lip, I could tell he was trying to think of something else.

"If she wants she can contact you halfway through so she can come on tour with us if she wants." Danny said. 

That was a good suggestion, I'd tell her tomorrow. 

"Thanks dude, that's a cool idea." I said to him.