Never Let Go.

‘Lauren’s POV’

I woke up the next morning to my alarm with a fluffy 25 pound dog half sitting on my face, Cody and I don’t have a dog so I quickly realized I hadn’t made it home. “Morning Knoxious,” I moaned groggily moving the dog away as I pulled the comforter back. I grabbed my iPhone responding to Cody’s good morning text and padded my way into Kieran and Jamie’s room.

My best friend was lying across the bed in spandex and her bra staring at the ceiling tiles, “You okay snap?” She sat up, shaking her head no as she patted the bed. “He didn’t call.” I wrapped my arms around her not even caring that she was half naked, she was my sister and she didn’t deserve this pain. “You guys will work this out, he loves you Kier. He’s just confused and hurt too.” She sniffled and rose from the bed heading into her giant closet, “Want scrubs?”

She tossed me a set of black scrubs and as I pulled them on I tapped out a message to Cody, *If he doesn’t call her in the next 24 hours I swear to God I’ll rip him a new one.* It didn’t take long for my other favorite ginger to respond, *Don’t get involved babe, he’s working on it. He’s scared, and won’t talk to any of us...* If he was scared now he had 24 hours before I put the fear of God in him. This was ripping Kieran apart and I had already put her back together once, and I didn’t know if I could do it again.

‘Kieran’s POV’

After work Knox and I went for a nice 6 mile run, he was hating life but Mama needed to clear her head and it was either running or alcohol and I had a dress to fit in so running was the better option. Well I hoped I was still going to get to wear that beautiful dress, I hadn’t spoken to my groom in 3 days so the whole wedding thing was up in the air. As we set foot in the garage I unclipped Knox’s leash and pulled out my ear buds, he took off for his water bowl just as my phone buzzed with a text.

*You busy? –J*

I wasn’t busy, but was I ready to face this? I guess it was now or never, throwing caution to the wind I went into our bedroom set up my MacBook and waited for his Facetime to come through. I hadn’t even taken my running shoes off and was in the process of untying them when Jamie’s face appeared on the screen. “Hey, “he chirped scaring me half to death. My hand clutched the sweatshirt covering my heart, “Jeez, J you scared me” he laughed a little a sound we both hadn’t heard in a while. “Sorry, were you running?” I slid my feet out of the Nikes pointing my toes to stretch, “Yeah, I uhh needed to clear my head.” “Yeah, how’d that go?” I pulled my knees into my chest, “It’s still cloudy…”

We dove quickly into the situation, steering away from the small talk into the elephant in the room. It was clear we were both still in love, after all that just doesn’t go away in 5 days. Almost 4 years together we were in it for the long haul, for better and for worse. And this clearly was the worse. Jamie listened to me this time as I gave him the logistics of what really happened between Deacon and me, without the alcohol this time around our conversation went much smoother. By the end he wasn’t so much angry with me as disappointed I guess, and truthfully I was disappointed with myself too. But I was 22, heartbroken and at that time in my life not entirely sober.

When Ryan left me and headed for California my new favorite men were Jack, Jim, and Jose and when they couldn’t satisfy me I went for Deacon. To which he quickly obliged, not thinking about his best friend at all. It was no secret what we had done and it spread to Ryan all the way in LA, he forgave Deacon easily in typical boy fashion, “Bro’s before hoes”. But Ryan had a few choice words for me to which I had almost the same response as this time a few angry phone calls and that was the end of it. Ryan and I didn’t speak again, and Deacon and I never slept together again, but we somehow remained friends. Deacon, Mackenzie, his now fiancée Sammy, and Lauren kept me sane through vet school we were a new group without Ryan. Hopefully this whole bar scene blow up doesn’t ruin the whole friendship after all Sammy is in my wedding party…

When I was done explaining my past and how terrible I felt for all the shit I had caused Jamie sort of apologized for calling me a liar and blowing up on multiple occasions. To which I responded with a hundred I’m sorry’s for the names I had called him and for not being entirely truthful. We weren’t fixed per say but we were healing and that was going to take time. Something we had plenty of, it would be 10 more days before he set foot back on Texas soil.

I yawned, as we were both staring at the screen no words left. “Go shower babe, I promise I’ll text you before the game tomorrow.” I pulled the sweatshirt I was wearing over my head. “Okay… I love you Jame, I’m sorry for all this and I miss you too…” He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth clearly thinking before responding, “I miss you too, no more I’m sorry’s okay? Let’s just say it’s done and move on.” If only it was that easy I thought. “I’ll try, goodnight J.” A smile fell upon his lips, “Night baby, I love you.”

Notes

Jamie finally caved! But truthfully I would have liked Lauren to "rip him a new one.." ;) xoxo - Ally

It's almost time for them to become godparents and I need some help deciding on a name for their nephew! I'm between these choices:

1. Hayden Elliot
2.Nash Elliot
3. Pierce Elliot
4. Finley Jamison

Help me out guys :)

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