Rebecca’s POV

I gasp at the sight in front of me. Alex collapsed in his bunk, red bags under his eyes from the relentless crying that Jack had warned me about while a bottle of JD was clasped in his hands.
I shake my head, placing the glass of water and painkillers on the side in front of me before prying the bottle out of Alex’s hands…waking him at the same time.

“W-what? R-rebecca?” he questions groggily sitting up, his voice sounding scratchy.

“Shhh” I whisper handing him the glass of water and painkillers. He immediately takes the water and starts gulping it down, causing him to choke and cough. “Steady…take small sips slowly before you end up killing yourself.” I mutter looking down.

Silence envelops us as Alex slowly sips from his water as well as swallowing the painkillers. I can feel his eyes trained on me as he drinks but I keep my line of sight trained to the floor. I didn’t know if I could face him right now and discuss what had happened, especially after seeing the state he was in.

“Rebecca…” he whispers, trying to get me to look at him. “Please look at me” he begs, his voice cracking. I look up and come face to face with a broken, tear stained Alex. “I am so so sorry.” He mutters.

“It’s fine.” I mumble not knowing what else to say.

“But it’s not fine. I royally screwed up this time, I am such a major douchebag.” He groans putting his face in his hands.

“Alex, it doesn’t matter anymore and you’re not a douchebag.” I reply, placing a hand on his knee causing him to look up.

“No Rebecca, I am! Not only did I forget it was the anniversary of your dad, but I blew you off and snapped at you when all you needed was a sign of affection from me.” He explains before continuing “and to top it all off I go and accuse you of cheating on me with Max when all he was trying to do was to look after you because I wasn’t there.” He stands up out of the bunk, pushing my hand away before storming in the back room. I quickly follow his figure into the back room to find him punching the wall in anger.

“Alex.” I gasp, quickly shutting the door behind me before running forward and stopping him from punching the wall again.

“You’re right Rebecca, now I’ve said what I’ve done out loud I realise I’m not a douchebag.” He explains looking down at me “I’m both a dick and an asshole instead” He mutters looking away from me and running a hand through his already messy hair.

“Alex stop.” I speak, trying to turn him to look at me.

“HOW COULD I BE SO FUCKING STUPID TO TREAT YOU THIS WAY? I SCREW EVERYTHING UP!” He yells punching the wall continuously until I scream at him.

“ALEXANDER WILLIAM GASKARTH, YOU STOP THAT RIGHT NOW.” He turns round to look at me, the anger quickly flooding from his system, being replaced with sorrow and guilt. “Just stop.” I mutter, as we stare at each other while the tension builds.

The room goes quiet before I hear a knock at the door followed by someone’s voice. “Is everything okay in there…I heard yelling.” I walk backwards before turning round to open the door, Alex’s eyes following my every move. I slowly wrench the door open coming face to face with a familiar skunk who I had previously sent to bed.

“Everything’s fine Jack…just go off to bed yeah.” I reply giving him a small smile.

“You sure you don’t need me to come in and help you, in case things get a little heated?” he replies raising an eyebrow. I shake my head no in reply and he nods saying something about if I need him before turning and retreating to his bunk while I close the door behind him.
Alex stares as me as I turn around and make my way over to him. I start to speak and am surprised to find my voice has come out confident and assertive instead of the cracked muttering mess I expected it to be.

“Now here’s what we are going to do Alex. When we leave this room, everything that’s happened will be forgotten, there will be no more blaming yourself of any kind. I know you didn’t mean to forget and to be honest it was kind of self-involved of me to expect you to remember every little thing wrong with this date. Also it is noticeable that you understand accusing me of going off with Max was wrong. Now you’re forgiven, let’s just go back to enjoying this tour and getting you out of this hangover state, okay?”

Alex nods slightly, his mouth hanging open slightly at my assertiveness. I nod myself before turning around and making my way towards the door.

“Rebecca?” comes the softness of Alex’s voice.

“Yes Alex?” I reply turning round to face him, raising my eyebrow.

“Why have you forgiven me so easily?” He questions staring at me.

I sigh heavily before looking directly in his eyes “no offence Alex but do you see yourself right now, how much of a mess you are? It’s kind of obvious how sorry you are for everything that’s happened and also I guess…I just love you too goddamn much to fight with you” I mumble the ending, losing the nerve for eye contact.

I feel his presence move closer to me, looking down on me. The heavy stare of his causes me to look up into his eyes. “I love you so much Rebecca…and I am so sorry for treating you like crap, I promise you that it will never happen again…and if it does….you have permission to kick me in the balls.” He speaks the end smirking slightly.

“Deal.” I mumble, before leaning up and moulding my lips together with his.

Notes

Okay new chapter because I am finally back from my holiday and I got some ideas. The thing is I am worried I had Rebecca forgive Alex too easily, what do you think? Let me know what you guys think please! Your comments spur me on to write more.