Jake's POV
Our first night in America again, we went out to a club to clear our minds and have a good time before the show tomorrow. We all needed it, Charley especially needed it. It was a lot of fun until I realized Charley just sat at the bar all night drinking. I walked over to him "Charley, what's wrong?" He turned his back to me. "Ok, I'm sorry you have the right to be mad at me, I just thought you would find it difficult to tell Alexandra, I should of asked first" he ignored me and ordered another drink. "No, no more drinks" I said to both him and the bartender. I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom.
"Jake, stop I'm a grown man. I can fix my own problems." He snapped at me.
"No, right now you're going to accept that there are people who love you and want to help you and you're going to let them" I shouted back at him. He rolled his eyes. "Charley your going to raise that child, YOUR child, you are not going to leave Eliza and YOU SURE AS HELL aren't leaving us."
"They know" he said as if it would change anything.
"Who's they?"
"The fans, the world, Lex told, I know it was her SHE THREATENED TO TELL, TO HURT ELIZA, TO HURT THE BABY, TO HURT ME!" he exploded. I was speechless. I had no idea what I did would backfire like this. I mean people have babies everyday, why does this one matter so much to the public? It doesn't effect their lives at all.
"Charley, do you- ummm do you love- love Eliza?' I fought with my self to get the question out.
"Yes" Charley seeming rather absent minded and he walked out of the bathroom.
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FanfictionEliza and Charley have been best friends since well forever, but Charley's new found fame seems to tear the duo apart. Pretty soon Charley is off doing shows around the world, leaving poor Eliza heartbroken. Charley returns one day for a week betwee...
