Without A Doubt, Your All I Dream About

Tour. Tour. Alex being gone. Tour. Gone.

The words kept repeating in my head. No, it couldn't be happening. I just got him back, I couldn't let him leave again.

But of course, I didn't show how scared i was as the boys started talking excitedly about this next 5 months of their lives.

Yeah, 5 months. I was literally gonna die. I zoned out for most of the conversation, only smiling politely when someone looked my way.

I was imagining Alex at some show, with a blonde girl hanging off him, totally forgetting about me.

"Harley, harley! Harley!" I snapped out of my nightmare. Alex's chocolate brown eyes, were only a few inches away from mine.

"Baby, your shaking, whats wrong?" he asked, his voice softer now. I shook my head, wiping away the tears i didn't know were running down my cheeks.

I felt everyone eyes on me, i absolutely hated it.

"I'm gonna go get some air," i walked outside and sat on Matt's porch swing.

The sun was shining down on me, I closed my eyes and, letting the warmth spread through my body.

I had an overwhelming feeling, like everything was going to be okay. It was these moments when I knew that my mom was watching down on me.

The door opened and shut quietly. I didn't open my eyes, but i felt someone sit next to me.

"Alex, I don't want to talk to you,"

"Good thing, I'm not Alex,"

My eyes shot open. Jack was smiling sadly at me.

"Oh Jack," He wrapped his arms around me, kissing my hair softly.

"He might not know why your upset, But I do." he whispered.

Jack always knew why I was sad, or angry. For some reason, he could read me like a book.

"Mae, Alex loves you. So much. He has since we were little. He would never imagine cheating on you. Ever,"

"That's not all of it Jack. I'm going to miss him. I had to go 8 years without him. Now, that he is finally with me, I don't want to let go."

I looked up at his face. He had a worry line in his forehead.

I reached up and smoothed it down with my finger, then kissed where it had been.

"Tell him I'll be at my apartment," I climbed out his lap, not giving him a chance to protest, and started the 15 minute walk to my house.

I had been home a total of five minutes, when someone started knocking on my door.

Even though I knew it was Alex, all I wanted to do was crawl in my bed and cry myself to sleep.