VIV’S P.O.V

I’m crying into his chest, howling like a monkey and saying "Sorry" repeatedly.

He just puts his strong, protective arms around me and rubs my back

"No…Shh… it was my fault I shouldn’t have-"

I cut him off, I have to say this - even is my stutter gets in the way.

"No, CC, I’m sorry. I know it was your dream to play with the band. And just twenty minutes ago and was trampling all over that dream. I was a selfish bitch and I just wanted you to stay with me. I understand if you want to break up with me and pursue your career because of the way I acted and how selfish I was. I am so…so incredibly sorry. I love you"

I finish and CC is staring at me, like he can’t quite work out what I am doing in his room.

I sigh, stand up and begin to walk out of the room.

I don’t get very far.

CC grabs me by the arm, spins me around and smashes his lips against mine.

"Of course i-" kiss "-want to be your-" kiss "-boyfriend. I love you so-" kiss "- fucking much"

I stop kissing him and pull away, wide eyed.

Then his eyes go wide and the sudden understanding of the situation hits us both at the same time.

I didn’t stutter once when I said my speech. My stutter, that I had had since the accident, was gone!

"I love you" I say clearly.

"More than you can ever scream?"

"I can’t scream"

"We can fix that"

(A/N i'll let you imagine what's going on here when they frickle frackle ;) hehehehe)

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I put my clothes back on in CC’s room, smiling to myself

Then CC pipes up "Do you wanna help me pack up my shit? It won’t take long"

I nod in agreement.

Soon his room is looking like it first did when he started staying here.

Only a few posters cling to the wall (all of his Polaroid photos are safely in his suitcase) and his massive drum set is packed up and ready to be loaded onto the bus.

He sticks one drumstick behind his ear and gives one to me

"So you always have a part of me" he says placidly.

I hug him

"It’s the best gift I have ever been given" I whisper in his ear, meaning every word.

He smiles and pulls away

"How 'bout we go for a walk? Whaddya say?"

I laugh and he takes my hand, leading me out of the house.

Notes

They do the frickle frackle, hehhehe ;)
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