My hand was shaking as I accepted the call and brang the phone to my ear. I took a deep breath before answering, it was now or never.

“Hello?” I answered, swallowing hard.

“Hey look just listen before you hang up, I know you don't want too talk to me right now and I knew that this was the only way I was going to get through too you but I really need to speak to you and tell you how sorry I am you're my sister, I never should have said those things.”

I took a deep breath, tears springing out of my eyes. It was Jack on the phone of course, why would Alex ring me how stupid could I have been but if Jack thought the only way of getting through too me was by using Alex's phone he was wrongly mistaken.

“I can't believe you Jack, I thought it was him! I thought maybe just maybe Alex wanted too talk to me, that he might have wanted to still be friends or maybe he might have even forgiven me but no its you, honestly thanks for that.” I said my voice getting louder.

I couldn't help being mad, as nervous as I was at the thought of talking to Alex he was the person I wanted too talk too most but I guess I was stupid for thinking that Alex would ever want too talk to me again.

“I'm sorry Georgia, I just didn't know any other way of contacting you. When you rung Jordan I asked for the phone afterwards but you hung up because you didn't want too talk to me and I knew that if I rang you from my phone there was no way in hell you'd answer it and even if mum or dad handed you the phone you'd properly just have walked away because I know that May's been trying to get you too talk too me.” Jack said defending himself.

“Whatever Jack, you can make up as many excuses as you want but you know that you took it too far by using Alex's phone. I get that you were mad because of what I did since Alex is your bestfriend but I'm your sister some of the stuff you said really hurt me.” I confessed.

“I know I did and I'm sorry I just didn't know another way too contact you, I knew you'd pick up if it was Alex's phone. I'm sorry for everything I said I didn't mean it, I was just angry sometimes I don't see you as a sister I see you as a bestfriend so I forget sometimes that my words can hurt you a lot especially since I never get mad with you.”

“I forgive you okay? I don't want too fight with you anymore Jack you are my brother and one of my bestfriends, even though Alex hates me...” I said my voice trailing off.

“Alex doesn't hate you! I think he loves you Georgia, you're the first girl I think he's been in love with since Lisa I mean I know that he's always had a crush on you but he really does think that you're the girl he wants to be with forever which is saying something since Alex isn't into all that huge commitment thing. The only thing is he's hurt, like really hurt right now and he needs some time to think about things. You both just need to sit down together and talk because that's the only way things are going to get sorted out.”

“I love him Jack, I really do. I made a mistake and I don't know what to do about it, I mean I wish I could take it back but I can't there's nothing I can do about it now.”

“I know that, we've got a break in a couple of days and we're coming back to Baltimore so maybe you guys can talk then and if you sort it out you can come back to Warped?” Jack said hopefully.

“Haaa, that's like something out of dreams Jacky. Who knows Alex might talk too me but I doubt we'd be okay enough for me to come back to Warped.”

“I've gotta go now, we've gotta run through our set list in a bit... See you in a few days!” Jack said ending the call.

I was happy that things between me and Jack were okay again, now there was only one more person I needed to sort things out with and that person was going to be the hardest of all.

*

“Pass me the remote?” Adam said leaning back on my sofa.

I passed him the remote, slinging my legs over his lap making myself more comfortable. I had invited Adam over mostly because I was bored and my parents were out for the day, there was several empty crisp packets around us and empty sweet wrappers but we had plenty of time to clean them up later. We didn't have a set plan on what we wanted to do today, just lay around, eat loads of crap food and watch shit loads of films.

Adam switched on a film that was already on TV and I began to shovel loads of popcorn into my mouth.

“Classy.” Adam commented.

“Shutup, you know you love it.”

“Yeah I sure do love seeing you shove popcorn in your mouth, you've never been so beautiful.” Adam joked.

“Aw thanks baby, sometimes I wish you weren't gay you'd be the best boyfriend.”

“Haha, girl if you had a penis well I'd be in love with you but I've seen on many occasions you only have a
vagina bad times.”

“I was drunk! And you've only seen it like twice okay.” I said defending myself.

“Why were you drunk and what has he seen?” A familiar voice said from behind me.

I turned my head around quickly too see Jack and Alex standing in the doorway. Jack had met Adam
many times before but I think this was the first time Alex had ever met Adam. I sprung up quickly out of my seat and ran over to Jack throwing my arms around his neck for a hug, I'd missed him so much more than I had thought. Once I let go of Jack I looked over at Alex who was standing there awkwardly with his hands stuck inside his pockets. I took a deep breath, I knew that I had to make the first move.

“Can we go upstairs and talk?” I asked a waited a few moments before adding “Please?”

Alex nodded his head and followed me up the stairs, I went straight into my bedroom sitting down on my bed. Alex came in a few seconds later shutting the door behind him, he stayed standing near the door not coming any closer too me. I played with my fingers, something I always did when I was nervous. I didn't know what to say or do, I knew exactly what I wanted too say but I just didn't know how to start it. I wanted to apologise about everything but I was worried he wouldn't stick around long enough to hear it.

“I'm sorry.” I blurted out.

“Me too.” Alex said running his hand through his hair.

“You have nothing to be sorry for Alex... It's all my fault, this is all my fault.”

“I was too harsh on you Georgia, yeah I was hurt but it was no excuse for some of the things I said. At least you told me what happened and didn't lie too me. I think the reason I was most upset was because I thought we were going fine, I didn't know why I wasn't good enough for you.”

“Trust me Alex you were good enough for me, you deserve a lot better than me. I was confused, my feelings were all over the place and even though that's no excuse for what I did that's the truth.”

“Are you seeing that guy who was sitting on the sofa with you?” Alex asked frowning.

A burst of laughter erupted through me, I couldn't help it. Alex looked even more confused, his bushy eyebrows going down.

“Adam's a lovely guy but he's gay Alex.” I said trying not too laugh again.

I knew that Adam didn't look like the stereotypical gay guy, in fact just looking at him you'd see a 'manly man' who was hot enough to get any girl he wanted unfortunately it was guys he was interested in and not girls and you learnt that quickly enough after talking to him for about ten minutes.

“Oh that's good then.”

“Why's that?”

“Because I honestly couldn't stand seeing you with someone else. Can we just start a fresh Georgia? Before all this happened, before we started dating, back to the first time I met you.”

“So you want me too be a seven year old again?” I said jokingly.

“Of course not, I still want you too be the nineteen year old Georgia if you were any younger I think being in love with you would make me a paedophile.”

“You're in love with me?” I asked biting my lip.

Alex had never actually said the 'L word' before after we started so it was weird to here him say it now. I was used to hearing him say 'I love you' before we were dating but 'I'm IN love with you' is a whole different story. I felt myself smiling down at the floor, pulling my long sleeves over my hands feeling nervous around Alex for the first time in a while.

“Of course I am Georgia, how could I not be? You're my definition of perfect, I love the way you laugh because it makes everyone else laugh, I love your smile how it always reaches your eyes, I love your shit jokes because even though they're so bad you find them hilarious, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever met and you're so story for you're age you're more mature than most nineteen year old's I've met and you've dealt with so much and everyone's so proud of you. I'm so proud of you, you're perfect in my eyes. I love you so much and I'm not afraid to say that.” Alex confessed staring at me in the eyes.

I knew exactly what Alex was referring too when he said that I've overcome so much and in a way I agreed with him. I had overcame a lot of my past demons that was tearing my life apart and Alex was a big part of my recovery and he didn't even know it. Alex was the only thing that kept me strong during my recovery, I never expected him too feel the same way about me in a million years but I stayed strong for him because he asked me too, I didn't want too let him down even as a sixteen year old I didn't want too let him down because I knew that I was in love with him.

When I was thirteen I moved schools, I made friends at first but for some reason one day nobody wanted too be friends with me anymore. My 'old' friends would walk past me in the hallways and completely ignore me and I could deal with that what I couldn't deal with was when they started too bully me, they'd shove me against lockers, threaten me, call me names I still to this day don't know what I did to deserve it. I never told anyone what was going on, trapping all my feelings inside which made it worse, I began too comfort eat and I did pile on the pounds. Looking back at it now I was maybe a bit chubby but it looked more like baby fat, I was never actually 'fat' but that didn't stop the kids at school from shouting abuse at me every chance they got calling me fat, beached whale and any other fat insult they could throw at me. Eventually I started to believe them, I knew that I had put on some weight but when I started too look in the mirror I felt disgusted at what I saw, I remember once stripping into my underwear and just staring at myself pulling at my body, at the bits of fat. I knew I had to make a change but going on a diet would take too long, I wanted a quick fix. I remember searching online on how too loose weight quick and seeing all these posts on how to make yourself throw up, how to starve yourself and trick your family into still thinking that you were eating. I told myself that I wouldn't go too far, I wouldn't become anorexia or bulimic I never thought that it would happen too me.

I can remember clearly the first time I made myself throw up, I'd just eaten dinner and I felt even more disgusted with myself. I told everyone that I was going too have a shower then I went upstairs into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I crouched down next to the toilet, pending over the toilet and thrusting two fingers as far as I could down the back of my throat, nothing came up so I had to do this a further three times before it all came rushing up. It was the worst feeling but afterwards a weird sense of relief came over me, I had done it and before I knew it, it became a daily habit I would say I was having a shower, make myself throw up then afterwards have an actual shower.

Eventually this lead onto actual starvation, I was surviving on 500 calories a day sometimes less. No one had noticed even though I was dropping weight so quickly, clothes began to not fit and were hanging off of me even my nails had tints of yellow due to the starvation so I constantly kept them painted. I still didn't think that I had a problem though, I thought I had it under control and that it would never happen too me but I guess I was wrong. This went on for three years unnoticed, the anorexia hadn't just affected me physically but it had also affected me mentally, I couldn't look at myself in the mirror without wanting too be sick, I was moody all of the time, all I wanted too do is sleep, at one point I just wanted too be dead. A few months after my sixteenth birthday everyone found out about my anorexia after Jack walked in on me making myself throw up after he had come back from a tour, I thought that I had locked the door but obviously I hadn't. I remember him scooping me up into his arms, only then he could feel how fragile I was, it was like I was a bag of bones, I remember how I thought my bones were going to break in two because Jack was holding me so tightly I can remember him crying, which was something I rarely ever saw him do. I made him promise me not too tell anyone and he said he only wouldn't tell anyone if I promised him that I'd stopped. I promised him but I didn't keep to that promise.

A few weeks later I was in hospital because I had collapsed, breaking one of my arms on the way down. It was then at the hospital when I was diagnosed with the eating disorder, I remember how I kept telling the doctors how I was fine, there was nothing wrong with me, that I had everything under control but I knew that nothing I said could convince them. After that I had countless meetings with councillors and dieticians who were trying to get my eating back too normal. I can remember Alex coming into the hospital one day as I had too stay there for a few months until I had gained enough weight to be allowed to go home. I had been throwing up any food they had been giving me, it wasn't even by choice my body was just rejecting the food because I had been rejecting it myself for so long. I remember Alex holding my small hand and brushing my fringe out of my face and telling me that everything was going to be alright, I could fight this, I could get better, he wanted me too get better, he needed me too get better for him, he told me that he couldn't loose me, that I was too special too him, that I needed to stay strong and that's what I did, I did it all for him. I didn't want too recover, I didn't think there was anything wrong with me but Alex wanted me too get better and that's all that mattered. He was all that mattered. He deserved too know that.

“Georgia?” Alex said worry laced in his voice as he waved his hand in front of my face.

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up at him, I don't know how long I had been silent for but my cheeks felt damp, I raised my hand too my cheeks as I wiped away the falling tears.

“You saved me Alex. The only reason I'm still here today is because of you.” I blurted out.

“W-what do you mean?”

“When I was in the hospital and you came, you told me that I needed to get better and I did for you. I didn't want too get better Alex, I didn't think there was anything wrong with me but when you came I realised that there was. I wanted too get better because I wanted too get better for you.” I said telling him for the first time.

“Well I'm so fucking glad you did. You mean the world to me Georgia, even back then you meant so much too me. Can we start again? Let's just forget any of this has ever happened, it can be like we met for the first time, I'll take you on dates, I'll ask you out officially to be my girlfriend we'll do it all properly.”

I nodded my head smiling up at him as a single tear rolled down my cheek. Alex shot my back a cheeky grin.

“Hi I'm Alex.” Alex said holding out his hand.

“Hey, I'm Georgia.”

Notes

I'm sorry there's so much speech in this chapter, but it's kinda long I guess idk it's like 6 pages in word. Anyway I wanted you too know some more about Georgia's charcter and her past, so I hope this is okay as it well help you know more about her in future chapters! Please comment and vote it really does mean a lot :) thanks for reading!x