*Alex's POV again =)*

I took Vic back to the hospital where Mike was waiting for him, having coffee. Dr. Jensen told us that Vic can come home tomorrow, so I decided I'll return to San Diego by myself, because I told Rodrigo I'd be home in two days cause of work. Vic said it's no problem and he promised he'll call when he's back home.

He was back in his bed, sitting and carefully watching me when I was putting my hoodie in the bag. »Well, this is it. I'll catch a bus in 15 minutes.« I said and put the bag on the chair where I slept hours and hours. »Take care babe…« I gave Vic a hug and looked at Mike. »…And make sure you call me when you come home.«

Vic slowly pressed a kiss on my cheek and whispered a cute little thank you in my ear.
»Anytime. I'll see you soon. Bye.« They both said bye and then I went out the door. I felt better, because I did something good. I showed Vic how much I care about him. That made my stomach a bit better than yesterday when I felt like I was going to puke my insides out.

The bus arrived a minute earlier and as I was going to take a seat I took out my cell. Jack. I texted him: I'm on my way back from LA, come to my place at 6. See u soon.
I badly needed to fix this, it was eating me from inside out. I was going to tell Jack everything about Vic, he deserved to know. I got his reply in a few minutes. It said: Great, see you soon. Miss you.

The thing that hurt the most was Vic losing his memory. Things could be worse, he could not remember me at all. But he didn't remember us, I couldn't relive all the moments we had. It wouldn't be the same. I was so confused, my head was full of chaotic thoughts.

I arrived home at about 5pm. Jack was dropping by at 6 so I still had time to eat something and take a shower. I tossed my backpack next to my bed and went to kitchen to grab a beer. I was craving for it… and a shower. Last time I showered was like three days ago.

I also washed my hair and blow dryed it quickly, didn't even feel like styling it, so I just left it scruffy. I turned on the TV and threw myself on the couch wearing my sweatpants and a plain white tank top. Then I heard the bell ring. It was already past 6.

I went to open the door. The first thing i saw was Jack's beautiful wide smile. I let him in and put my arms around him. I sunk my face into his neck and just held him standing there. I felt like my missing piece was back, forming my heart into a whole again.

We moved to the couch and I just couldn't get off him. I snuggled next to him, letting him hold me in his arms. His scent made me feel like I'm at home, where I was safe.
»Whoa whoa Alex, I'm not going anywhere.« His voice calmed me.

»I'm sorry Jacky, I realized, like just now, how much I've missed you.« My eyes got a little teared up, but I was far from crying. He gave me a feeling I couldn't even explain, there were no words.

»Everything alright? Should I be worried?« He said stroking my hair and caressing the skin on my arms. »I'm fine, I just have to tell you something.« I said, worried because I was afraid he would leave after he hears me out.

»I know, you said you wanted to talk to me about something. Shoot.« He said.

»This friend that had the accident… We w-were together. For three months.« Anxiety was getting the best of me, because my palms started to sweat again. He noticed. I love that. He really noticed every little detail and he didn't even know me for long.

»Go on, it's alright.« He encouraged me. »He went to the wedding like a week ago and he kinda took a break/broke up with me. It was before you came to my place for the first time. It doesn't even matter now, because he hit his head badly and lost his memory.« I felt heat filling up my head. I wanted to cry but I couldn't.

»Oh my god Alex, that's terrible! So he doesn't remember you?«

»No, no. He knows who I am, but he doesn't remember anything about us being together and all.« So far so good.

»Oh shit. Alex I'm really sorry. That's the last thing you deserve after everything you went through, but hey… shit happens. You can all be lucky he's alive and okay.«

»I know.« I said and placed my head a bit higher, on his shoulder. »It's just a fucking travesty that someone doesn't remember any good times he's had with you.«

»So, how did things go with him then?«

»It was okay, we went for a walk and I talked to him. He pretty much rested because his head hurt. We'll catch up when he returns.« I said.

»I support you, no matter what you decide, I want you to know that.« He was so nice.

»I just need time to think about this. So if you want to leave, I won't hold you back…« I was ready for everything.

»Why would I leave? I care about you Alex and we now play in a band together. I will never leave you. No matter what.« Our fingers interlocked.

I still felt guilty because I encouraged Vic to go to the wedding, but he is the one that needed a break. Maybe this is destiny, it's meant for us not to be together.

I already knew where I wanted to be, forever. In Jack's arms, with his perfect hair and his dark brown eyes I could stare into forever. I wanted to smell the scent of his perfume and clothes every single day. I just wanted Jack. I needed him!

Notes

Back to Alex's point of view, let me know what you think, hope you liked reading it :)

Much loveee :)