"When you come home in the middle of the night,
And you turn off all the lights,
And you climb in to bed— and you smile so bright,
Did you mean it all?
Did you mean it all?
Did you mean any of it—or was it all just a lie?
Did you ever love me...
At all?"
I finished the song, feeling breathless as the crowd erupted into cheers for me. It'd been a year since my sister's public announcement of me being the master mind behind the lyrics of her album. At first it immediately caused a million different record deals thrown at my face, all for making lyrics for other hot stars. But, I chose to pursue singing, and signed a deal with a record company known for its soft blues/R&B that I was more familiar with—rather than my sister's raunchy pop music. It'd also been a year since Adam's lovely confession, and we've been together ever since. A soft pang in my heart told me that this was just the beginning, and with a small smile before I awkwardly got off the stage, I realized that I wouldn't mind very much.
"Amelia?" A soft voice called out. I felt my eyes widen as I caught sight of James, Cecil right behind him.
"Hey guys. I thought you had a concert." I directed the last part to my sister. She smiled weakly at me before she looked at the ground. I heard James clear his throat then.
"We're not here for that. Amelia—I need to talk to you." He sounded desperate, like he couldn't wait another second. He looked down at Cecil, who nodded and walked away. I raised an eyebrow at James then, surprised at how dismissive he was being to his girlfriend.
"That was really rude, James." He shrugged at me, ignoring my comment. He raised an eyebrow at me then, his blue eyes seeming to shine wide.
"Amelia...your sister told me some things." I felt my heart hammer in my chest from anticipation. I was going to kill my sister if she told him that I had feelings for him before.
"Okay, before you start—just please," I stopped when James widened his eyes in determination. He walked closer to me, until I felt my back pressed against the wall.
"James what the hell—" He cut me off.
"That night when you caught me and Cecil kissing, I had every intention of becoming your boyfriend that day." I furrowed my eyebrows at him as I became curious, but I didn't say anything and let him continue.
"Cecil had however talked me out of it, telling me that she was positive that you didn't have any feelings for me. And then she told me that she was in love with me—and I—I went along with it." He finished, his breath fanning my face as I struggled to understand the entire heart ache my sister put me through.
"But—but, why are you telling me this now?" I whispered. He smiled unsurely then, and leaned in close until his finger brushed a strand of my hair out of my eyes.
"Because I'm sorry that I believed her, I just can't believe I hurt you—because, I did love you at the time." His confession sent my heart into a depressed state, and when the frown came upon my lips—I couldn't help myself when I realized that everything could've been avoided. I would have had James and Cecil could've had—
Adam.
"Yeah, well it sucks doesn't it?" I said sadly, before I pushed James away from me gently. I saw his jaw go slack as he stared at me. He ran a hand through his blonde curls as I stared back at him, watching him with a curious interest.
"We just weren't meant to be, James." I whispered. He nodded at me and smiled weakly.
"I know, it's just—the rejection, it hurts." I bit my lip and nodded in understanding. Then, I felt a smile take my lips as I thought about the green eyed boy who I was in love with.
"I've—I've got to go." I said. I didn't wait for James to reply as I quickly ran to my dressing room, and was surprised to find my sister and Adam standing there together. His green eyes met mine and I found inexplicable hurt and disbelief in them as he looked at me. I saw his fists clench in anger as he just as quickly looked away from me.
"Adam?" I whispered. My sister turned around then and smiled at me innocently.
"I was just telling Adam that you and James were getting together again—" I cut my sister off, annoyed at her.
"Who gave you the authority to do that?" I hissed. Her smile wavered as she looked me up and down.
"Where is James?" She asked softly, her concern for her almost-ex-boyfriend lacing through her words. I felt myself sigh at my sister's inability to stay on one topic.
"He's out there." She didn't stop for questions as she immediately ran back outside the room to check on him. As she ran out, she closed the door behind her swiftly.
I turned to Adam slowly, and wasn't all that surprised to find him right in front of me—only about a foot away. There, I took the time to dissect Adam, looking at the way he angrily shoved his hands into his pockets, to the way that he was biting his lip—probably to keep himself from swearing out profanities. I felt my breath catch in my throat when his eyes met mine for the second time, this time the hurt that was in his eyes was no doubt caused by me.
"Adam." I whispered his name again. His eyes seemed to widen as he stared at me.
"I knew that I was some kind of rebound, but I actually thought that you—you felt something too." His voice cracked with anger as he tried desperately to hold onto his cool. I took a hesitant step forward until I reached over and took my hand in his. I tried not to cry when he ripped his hand from mine almost immediately.
"Please don't tell me you believe her." I whispered, hating when my voice cracked with my tears that managed to spill from my eyes. I wiped at them quickly, trying not to cry harder when Adam looked at me disbelievingly.
"She's my best friend, Amelia." He said, as if he couldn't believe my accusation. I shook my head and pulled at my braid of hair.
"And I'm the woman you love. So please tell me that you don't believe her." I said, stronger. I looked back into his eyes then, and was hurt to find more disbelief and confusion in them. I grabbed onto Adam's hand then, determined to make him believe me.
"I told James that I didn't feel the same way about him, and I told him that we had our chance. You want to know why?" I asked. He nodded his head, that same clouded look in his eyes.
"Because I love you, Adam." I finished. His eyes bore into mine then, and for a second I was sure that he was going to walk away and tell me that he didn't love me. But, when a smile took his face I was totally surprised. I was left breathless when he wiped at the tears on my cheeks.
"I love you too, Amelia." He whispered. He kissed at the tears that were spilling from my eyes with love and warmth. Then, with the utmost gentleness, he closed the distance between us and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips that had me yearning for more.
Our laughter mixed together as we hugged each other, kissed, and smiled at each other.
"I'm sorry." Adam blurted out. I smiled at him before kissing him again on the lips.
"I know. I love you." I giggled, before kissing him on the lips again.
And I knew that I could never get tired of that.
FIN...I think.
Lool, I want to write more of these two. Perhaps I'll just put in a wedding—because Adam and Amelia are officially my go-to cliché, fluffy, happy couple. God, they're like the most happiest of couples I've ever written. :P