Could you forgive me?

I Didn't mean it

This is my first time writing so feel free to call the story a worthless piece of crap... I don't give a shit XD.But other than that, those who ACTUALLY took time to read this please enjoy and tell me what ya think.

*Austin P.O.V.*

Why would he accuse me of fucking cheating?!? I'm more loyal than anyone I've ever met. Even though I knew he knew that perfectly well, he still made me leave the house. Alexandria and me never liked each other that way anyway! She's my best friend, no more, no less. Why couldn't he see that!?! Was he blinded by jealously? I don't see how that could even be slightly true. I was practically by his side 24/7 and ALL over him. I just didn't see why he couldn't read the facts.

I downed another shot, still not able to get the fiery ginger off my mind.

I stumbled out of the bar and into my awaiting car, nobody there to stop me from driving drunk. I started the ignition in a daze and took off down the road my car swaying from my drunken movements.

"I love you Alan Ashby, my ginger princess" I whispered coming to my senses as I saw bright head lights flash through my from window. Please don't let this be the last of me I prayed to anyone who would listen. I have to fix this, he needs me even if he won't admit it. The last thing I saw was a blinding bright light, and an angel reaching for my hand.

* Alan's P.O.V.*

"Fuck!" I screamed, flipping obscenities left and right. Why did this have to be so hard?! I knew Austin wasn't cheating, but I still envied that girl with a passion for always taking him from me when I wanted to spend time with him.

I made Austin leave because I was afraid I would say something I'd regret. The minute he walked out that door, I completely broke down, regretting everything I had recently said. Unable to take it anymore. Why was I such a horrible person?! Austin loves me, and I love him just as much if not more.

Then why couldn't I admit to my jealousy and get it over with? I knew the answer to that. I was too prideful. I protected my image even when the love of my life was at stake.

I wish I could take it all back, rewind my life and delete the event from the threads of time.

But my thoughts were interrupted when a loud ring erupted from my back pocket. I pulled my phone out, not recognizing the number but answering it anyways.

"Hello?"

"Yes is this Alan Ashby?"

"Who's asking?"

"Well we are assuming you know of a man by the name of Austin Carlisle. He's recently been in a major car accident, and we couldn't find any other information on his files other than yours."

I dropped the phone too the ground and took off out the door to my car, the thoughts of the lady on the other line entirely abandoned replaced by the image of the love of my life laying in a hospital bed, unconscious. Please be alive Austin, please don't leave me... I need you.

*Austin's P.O.V.*

I woke up startled by the loud sound of numerous beeping machines. I'd made it. I don't know how but I knew someone needed me on this earth and that's the only reason my heart was still beating. I also knew that that person had to be my ginger Alan. The thought of him made my lips slowly turn up into a cheeky grin. I really did love that dork.

I was taken aback when the door swung open to reveal that very mop of hair, looking more worried than ever

"Austin, thank god you're OK! I couldn't imagine living without you! I didn't mean a word I said I'm so sorry! I was just jealous! Please forgive me!"

With that my thoughts were confirmed. He's the one that saved me, the one I was meant to be here for. The purpose for my life was him and only him.

"How could I leave without letting you know just how much I loved you!? It's fine, don't worry"

"I'm just so sor-"

I cut him off, silencing him with my lips. Attaching them to his passionatly, like it would be our final kiss. His tongue swirled over my lips, begging for entrance which was granted shortly after. The kiss got deeper as our tongues danced with each other.

Alan broke away first, both of us gasping for air.

"You don't need to say anything more. We love each other. That's all that matters."

And with that I opened my arms for him to join me in the hospital bed. He climbed in and snuggled his neck into mine.

"I love you more than you could ever imagine, more than life itself" Alan said, looking me straight in the eyes. I got immediately lost in them, turning to putty in his hands. That's all I was really, putty in his hands.

I kissed his forehead and muttered "I love you, too. Even more than squidgy"

We both laughed as we drifted of to sleep. Alan was mine once again, and that was all that mattered.