“Why don’t you give Glen a call? I’ll go try and talk some sense into your family.” I offered, seeing her so upset after all the progress we had made hurts. I know we aren’t going backwards, in fact maybe this is a step forward. Who knows?
“Okay.” She replied quietly, I leant down to kiss her forehead before leaving. Closing the door slowly behind me, I headed back to the living room. An awkward silence had fallen upon the room. Shawn looked up at me, worry in his eyes.
“Is she okay?” He asked.
“She will be, just shaken I think. You know she hasn’t had it easy, she was finally getting better and was really happy. Then this.” I sighed. Life is so unfair. “She’s talking to Glen though, he seems to help her out.”
“Not like you do.” Shawn pointed out.
“I’m part of the problem though. Aren’t I?” I ran my hand through my hair, looking back at her ‘family’ after all they said I find it hard to see them as her family.
“Yes.” Julie stated. At least she is honest. “You are too old for her, too reckless. You will just make her life more difficult.”
“That is not your decision to make. I stopped touring for her, I stopped drinking and cut back my smoking. All for her. You haven’t been here, you don’t know what it’s been like. All the shit she has been through. Don’t just show up in her life and think you get to have a say. Because you don’t.” I argued, trying not to shout, that would just upset her further.
“We are her family.” Dave pointed out. I just laughed, thinking of one of the programmes Amy forced me to watch.
“Family don’t end with blood.” Suddenly Amy had her arms wrapped around me and was kissing my neck.
“This is why you are the best boyfriend ever.” She smiled.
“Feeling better?”
“Glen is bringing ice-cream.” She squealed happily, Glen picks out the best ice-cream in existence. Seriously. I don’t know where he gets some of them.
“Amy, I don’t think you quite understand…” Julie started.
“No. You don’t understand.” Amy interrupted, standing tall and looking her in the eye. “These boys are my family, I live with them and I love them. You can’t and won’t change that. In the eyes of the law Shawn is my guardian, I like it that way and I’ll fight to keep it that way.” They sighed sadly. Gotta say, I was pretty proud of her, standing up to them like that.
“It’s hard seeing you, you look so much like your mum and dad.” Julie commented.
“Oh well then. Let’s just forget I exist for a while as I go through the hardest period of my life. Of course I replaced you guys, I had too. I needed a support system. And they gave me one.” Glen and Mark barged in, so there was no reply to her argument. Which was a pretty solid one.
“I come bearing gifts.” Glen beamed, ignoring the tension in the room. “Cookie dough for my favourite girl.” He laughed handing over a tub of ice-cream to Amy. “And because otherwise he’ll pout and be adorable, I brought you the fudge brownie ice-cream Dan.” I smiled and took it from him, running off to grab spoons.
“Thanks Danno.” Amy stayed quiet, the others were all talking but I let the conversation wash over me. I was too busy staring anxiously at Amy. “Stop worrying. I’m just thinking.” She mumbled, leaning against me and letting her eyes drift shut slowly.
“Thinking is dangerous.”
“Stop doing it then.” She slurred, barely awake.
“Night sweetheart.” I noticed it was only 5, but she has had a pretty exhausting few days. I kissed her head and carried her carefully to the room. I didn’t undress her, she still won’t let me see her scars. I won’t care, I know it. But that Jay kid really messed her up, she hates them and is completely convinced I’ll hate her afterwards.
“You really care.” Charlie announced as I took my seat again.
“Of course I care, this love is more than love.” I smiled at my own reference, not that anyone else noticed. I’m assuming they had become more accepting, since they are still here and haven’t killed us yet. I was thinking, staring into space and thinking about Amy. Maybe they have a point. The love is undeniable, but I could be holding her back. I mean. The age difference is pretty big. But age is just a number. Am I being selfish? Probably. But I can’t bring myself to care, I have never been happier than with her. Despite the fact she was going through a difficult time and I was dealing with issues I wanted to bury. We bring out the good in each other. Stuff what’s right and wrong, for once I’m gunna do what I want. And that’s to be with her, who cares about the media? The fans will hopefully understand and if not, well, we can cross that bridge if it comes to it. Until then, operation confess love is a go. Technically she already knows, so it isn’t that important. But, I planned out this special moment and I’ll be damned if it doesn’t work the way I planned. I can demonstrate to the world how much I love her and show that I do listen and I do care and I do want to make this work. No matter what shit life may throw our way, something about this relationship makes me think we can deal with anything. Absolutely anything.
“DAN! What the hell is wrong?” Mark asked, looking almost concerned.
“Thinking. I might go bed now.” I mumbled, heading towards her bedroom.
“You share a bed?” Dave questioned, although they’ve tried I think, they still don’t get it.
“She has nightmares. She needs someone for comfort.” She was fast asleep, I moved her slightly, slipping in next to her. She immediately moved, wrapping an arm round my stomach and pressing her head against my neck. I couldn’t stop the smile from appearing on my face. This girl affects me in ways I’ve never experienced before. It isn’t just lust or desire, I am quite happy to just sit here with her in my arms for hours. And no matter how much I convinced myself I was in love in the past, I would never really be happy with that situation. Things are better. Things are definitely so much better now. She seems better, I feel better and life is better. BETTER! I want to jump up and down, but the sleeping girl on my chest is too adorable to move. I drifted off thinking about all the improvements we’ve made. All the things that have changed since I met her. But you know what, I wouldn’t change anything. Because everything we have now, is perfect to me.
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