Chapter 40

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As my guitar rang out and Jamie's was still buzzing, the rest of them walked off. Jamie came up to me and gave me a pat on the back as the little box in my pocket was pressing into my thigh through my jeans, making me wince slightly.

"Good luck mate." He whispered, then walked off. I was stood infront of a lot of people, just myself.

"Rio..." I said as they cheered and clapped, echoing throughout the open space.

"I did something a couple days ago that.... I'm not very proud of..." I said, holding the microphone chord in my right hand. The same reaction was audiable throughout the crowd, cheers and screams no matter what I said.

I was certain the majority of them knew what I was talking about, with the 2 photos surfacing over the media.

"And I want to apologise to one person in particular..." My head was hanging down and I was sure that the back couldn't hear me. I could hear the crowd chanting "Who Is It?" throughout the open space, waving their hands in the air.

"My lovely girlfriend, Arabella..." Once again, screams and cheers were heard all over the audience.

"But I can't tell it to her while she's backstage... I would like to ask for her to come out here..." I said, merely in a whisper. Everybody was clapping as I looked to my left, seeing Julian talking to her. She looked beautiful, dressed in her black dress and heels, her blue eyes shining in the reflection of the lights and her burgundy red hair in a tussled up bun.

Arabella's POV:

"Julian, I can't..." I said, crying. He rubbed my shoulders and placed a comforting kiss on my cheek as the crowd was still roaring and the rest of The Strokes, Arctic's and the girls were persuading me to go on.

"Please, Bels. For them" He pointed to the crowd. I sighed as I shook his hands off.

"Ok. I will." I forced a smile, starting to walk on the stage. I took a deep breath as I walked out, walking towards Alex. I saw tears slip out of his eyes as he tried to wipe them away with the sleeve of his blazer.

I couldn't hold my tears in when he held my hand in his. I covered my mouth as I kept on sobbing as he whispered things to me.

"Arabella, oh come on love, don't cry now..." He pulled me in for a hug and kissed my forehead multiple times, as flashes in the audience were emitted, screams were elicited and claps were thunderous. I pulled away and he held both of my hands in his. He let go of one to hold the microphone, then saying something.

"One day, I gave this lady a necklace, and made her promise to never read the back" He said as I looked down at the beautiful black heart necklace.

"It was a promise that I wouldn't do anything stupid, and I broke it. I broke that little promise..." He said, crying. I couldn't find myself to hate him anymore, all my tears of hatred were down the drain and gone.

"And apologies aren't enough..." He said, turning to me. I shook my head and the tears kept on coming.

"No, no they're not..." I said. He sighed and nodded.

"I know love..." 

"You hurt me so much Alex...." I said, sobbing. He rubbed my hands with his thumbs as he nodded again.

"I know.... I wish I never did it..."

The crowd was now silent, the only sounds were our conversation, our sobs, our tears, and the silent tears and sobs of some people in the crowd.

"Alex... I need to tell you something..." I whispered. His head shot up as his bloodshot eyes met mine.

"I'm so sorry...." I whimpered as he pulled me in for another hug. The crowd was screaming and whistling, presuming they wanted us to continue.

"Arabella, you can tell me anything.." He said, holding my shoulders. Before I said it, we heard someone shout in the crowd with a thick accent, but still understandable.

"IF ALEX CAN LET THOSE PHOTOS OF HIS ONE NIGHT STAND GO VIRAL TO ALL OF HIS FANS, YOU CAN TELL US ANYTHING!"

My head shot to the person who said it, who was crying and smiling at me also.

I couldn't help but smile back.

"Thank you." I whispered. I took a deep breath and turned to Alex.

"I had a one night stand the other day too..." I whimpered, sobbing. I couldn't stop crying, even though I knew I shouldn't feel bad.

"I know baby... I know. Miles told me, I forgive you. I love you...."

***

After endless tears, we were hooked up to the mics.

"Arabella... After all of this, I want to start again..." He said. I looked at him with hurt in my eyes.

"W.. What do y-you mean?" I spoke.

"Look at the other side of your necklace... And read it out...Please..." He said, a spark of fright in his eyes. I sighed and turned it over, looking down at it.

"R U Mi-"

I was cut off by the roaring crowd and the sound of girls screaming for their life, as if something was happening. I decided to continue, even with the screaming, deafening crowd.

"R U Mine?" I said, the crowd still going, hearing blood curdling screams and sobs. I looked up to see Alex on one knee, holding open a velvet box with a beautiful silver and diamond ring inside. My jaw dropped and I couldn't see, I dropped to my knees and sobbed into my hands.

"Alex.. Alex Alex Alex, oh my god..." I whimpered as I struggled to stand up and stay stable. Eventually I did, holding my hands in his.

"Like I said, I want to start this all over again." He said, passion in his eyes.

"Hi, I'm Alex Turner. I'm 28 and in your best friend's band. What's your name?" He said. I laughed through the tears and so did the audience.

"Hi Alex. I'm Arabella Blossom, and i'm 26."  I said, smiling. He started to tear up and before I knew it, he was crying too.

"Oh my god Alex..." I said, kissing his forehead.

"Arabella Lily Xavier Blossom, will you marry me?" 

I nodded my head viciously as he was crying more than me now.

"Yes Alex, fuck yes, holy shit." I laughed as he stood up, picking me up and pressing his lips against mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist and wrapped my arms around his neck, his hand on my back and the other on my face. I pushed my head against his forehead and smiled.

"I love you so much..."

"I love you so much too Arabella... I always will babe..."

The flashes were blinding even with our eyes closed as our tongues danced in rhythm. A light flashed in my head, remembering something that I had to tell him. I pulled away and looked into his eyes. He let me down and was still holding me as everyone was still screaming.

"Oh and, Alex?" I said, pretending to look sad. His eyes were looking down on mine, fear in them as his lips moved slightly apart. The crowd went mute for a second before I spoke again.

"You're gonna be a dad." I smiled.

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