Midnight Man

I love you

Amy's pov

It was getting dark, I had just came out of the shower I got my towel and rubbed it all over my wet hair.
"Love you nearly out?"
"Yep!"

John passed me, he took advantage of this and pushed his body up against mine.
I had a thin walk way.

"John don't gete turned on now, maybe later."
I winked and turned the light off.

"Until then."
He walked into the bathroom.

I heard the shower turn on.

Alright time to get snoopy.

I chuckled to myself and walked into my room where John had left his coat.

I had noticed last night when he was taking it off it hit the floor and there was a thud.

So of course my curiosity got the best of me.

I picked it up and jumped on my bed.

I searched some Pockets finding nothing but loose change and rubbish.

But then I found a bag.

I pulled it out and smiled, there was a packet of digestive biscuits.... I'm guessing from George.

I kissed the packet and placed it back down on my bed.

But then I realised the opening had been taped together.

I looked at it confusingly.

I thought maybe George had eaten some already.

I carefully opened the packet and not to my surprise it was half empty but what did suprise me was that there was a note.

Dear Amy,

If you've found this note well done! It's me George remember? I hope your doing well love we all miss ya. But John has the most. Better hide this note because his John finds out I've told ya this he'll kill me! Anyway please come back to England! John makes it a Daily thing to go down to the news agency and buy all the magazines that might just have the letter that starts with your name! Let alone a magazine with your face on it! Just give him a chance I've never seen the bloke this in love and I've known him since he was 17.

Love, george
PS sorry I ate a couple couldn't help myself!
xx

I smiled but I was so into the letter I didn't realise the shower was off. My guilt rose.

John came in with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"What's that you got there?"

I hastily put it in my mouth.
"Nothing."
I made out but I couldn't even under stand myself.

I ran past John and to the toilet.
I mentally took a photo of it in my mind.

I will not forget this.

Then I flushed it down the toilet.

John came from behind me.
"What was that?"

"Oh just a note from Lucy, you see it was quite crude."

He chuckled.

"Nothing I can't handle."
I smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Get dressed and meet me put on the deck!"
He nodded and walked back to my room.

I smirked as I watched his cute little ass.

"Enjoying the view?"
He yelled, I blushed he wasn't even looking at me but he could tell I was watching.

"Nothing I can't handle."
He laughed.

I sat out on my deck, the wind blew my hair.
I soon heard footsteps coming from behind me.

"Hey."
I said, I didn't make any eye contact.

I felt terrible, Because I just realised I can't go with john.

This is probably the hardest thing I'll ever have to do.

I couldn't go because this is my home, where my dad died! I need to stay here.

"Why so serious?"

I turned to face him, I had tears slipping down my cheeks.
"Amy?"
He ran over.

"I'm so so sorry John. I can't come with you. I can't be with you."
John paused.

"Where did this come from?"
He stood up.
"Listen i- I I'm sorry."
"No. Amy you tell me this now. After I fell in love with you even more today. After 4 years for me of debating whether or not to come down and see you. No. I can't. I just can't deal with you. You tell me you love me but I guess it's all just lies. Right?"

I stood up and went to hold his hands, he backed up.
"Amy you've caused me nothing but emptiness. I hope you realise what you've caused me. I'll never be able to love anyone again. I was almost certain you were coming."

"John please don't say that."
He backed up again.

"Goodbye Amy."
He walked out.

"No John wait!"

But I was to late, he'd gone.

I just let the love of my life walk out.

But it was the best decision right?

But why do I feel like a chunk of me has be thrown out.

I fell to the floor and started crying.

John's pov

I stormed out of Amy's house.

"Fuck!"
I yelled.

Amy Gilbert, a woman I loved. A woman I lost. I woman that lead me on to the point I really thought she loved me.

But I guess in the end nothing ever goes well for me.

I mean my mum, my dad my uncle Cynthia now Amy.

Why? Why does it always have to feel like I'm carrying a giant weight of nothing but pain and sadness.

But now, all I have to deal with is getting home.
Even though my plane leaves in 3 hours.

I caught a taxi to the air port. I was truly a fool for thinking id come home with her.

It started raining. I traced my fingers along the water drops on the window.

I didn't cry, but inside I was screaming.
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