Give me a reason

Forget about it

We stand there in each other's arms. "Why do we go through this?" He asks quietly. "I don't know." I lie. "Do you really thinm that my drinking is a problem?" He asks sounding curious but also scared for my answer. I pull away so that our faces are about a 12 inches apart. I look into his eyes and then at his colar bones,  I nod my head slowly bitting my lip. My eyes flicker to his, his eyes show hurt. And that is too much for me to take. "I'm so sorry." His voice cracks. I give him  a weak smile, "We can fix this." He says hopefull and I nod ever so slightly. I don't feel like crying anymore. "Let's go see the boys." I smile placing my hand on the side of hid face, he nods. "I'll dri-" he stops mid-sentance and I give him that 'look'. "Hey you wanna drive?" He asks, "I would be happy to." I smile and say sarcastically.

We walk to my little 2012 mitsubishi lancer that is parked out on the street, we get inside and I rev up the engine. We put our seatbelts on "What time is it?" I ask mah bae "It's 2:34(p.m.)" he answers looking at my phone "Shankshs." I say and he smiles cheekily. "Where are they?" I ask pulling out of the driveway "I'll call." He says, hw types around on my phone before he clicks the call icon. I swear this kid does everything on MY PHONE XDXD oh lord he makss me laugh.

He puts it on speaker and Chris answers "Hi love!" He greets as his smiley self. "Hey Chris," I smile instantly, getting the happy vibe he automatically puts out "Lenooooorrrddddd!!!!!" James calls and Chris laughs "What's going on guys?" "Where are you guys?" I ask turning onto the main road in this wonderfull city know as London ♡♥ :D "We are at Charlie's. Are you coming?" He asks with that amazing irish accent of his, "Am I allowed?" I overaggagerate the word 'allowed' turning directions,  on my way to the adorable Charlie Jones's "No you're not actually. No pretty girls allowed." He jokes and I laugh, James just smiles and shakes his head "Are you talking to Noni?" I hear Reece in the backround. "Yes, but James is in the car so I wouldn't talk to her if I were you lad." Chris states and James body language does a complete 360..

Reece and I had something going on before James and I. I'm over reece don't have to worry about that one, but as for him? Not so much... Reece claims that he is still 'in love'  with me. Did I 'love' Reece at one point? So much that I didn't know what to do to myself when I saw him making out with a fan backstage. But now I have James, and the love I HAD for Reece doesn't compare to how I feel about James. But because of the fact that both Reece and James are in the same group, they have to put personal stuff aside when it comes to the band, they have done a great job so far, but latley the tension between them has gotten crazy high.

"James doesn't scare me." Reece scoffs, "You should be." James snaps from the passanger side "You're not going to do anything." Reece states with loads of attitude "Try pulling her I'll beat the shit out of you." James threatens "Try me Graham." Reece barks, "Okay see you guys in a bit." I say fast and awkwardly taking the phone from his ending thr call.

"I'm going to stomp him." James says under his breath "No you're not." I breath, comig up to a red light, closing my eyes for a moment. "Why." He asks angrily "There's no need babe." I say calmly "You still love him don't you?" He says meekly. I look over at him. His eyes were glossing over. As if he were about to cry, not from the alcohol. "Don't say that. Ever. I love you. Not him okay? I can't compare how I felt about him to how I feel about you. It's not possible." I tell him, honestly. "I'm sorry. It's just he still has feelings for you and I'm going through a hard time right now, and things are really rough between us,  I just can't loose you." He says, starting to cry. "You're right things are hard. You are very right. But hard doesn't mean impossible. I'm not giving up on you, on us. Alright?" I say, looking over at him. He looks forward through the wildshield. "Hey." I say quietly. Gently rubbing the back of my hand against his stubbily yet so soft cheek. He looks over at me. "Alright?" I raise my eyebrow. And he nods with a small smile, I return with a full sized one. He leans over and places a lengthy kiss on my soft lips, the feelings the kiss gave me in my stomach over powered the taste of alcohll that is transferring from his mouth to mine.