Here's the next chapter…although I don't know if anyone is still reading this, but I'm going to keep posting until the story is done. So, if you're reading this, then I hope you enjoy….

Chapter 6.

Sometimes life gets so repetitive that I can go a whole week without having to think at all…and then one thing will change and it's like my mind can't figure out what to do next, cause like…the pattern was thrown off.

Present day…

"The tour is a really amazing idea" Jordan repeated for the 10th time that day. He was in the middle of the press circuit for the tour with a few other guys from some of the other bands. They were sitting down with an afternoon radio show, and answering the same questions from the previous interviews. He kept checking his watch, 15 more minutes and then he could head home. Sometimes he hated being the front man, he was never much of a talker, and it was Shane and Caleb who got off easy. They only had to do half the interviews, and even when they were there it was him that had to do the majority of the talking.

"So Jordan," the interviewer started, bringing the conversation back to him "I hear that you guys have a new album set to come out near the end of this tour, can you tell us a little bit about it?"

"Yeah" Jordan cleared his throat and started on his normal speech "It's been a long time coming, but we've decided to do an acoustic album, the entire thing was recorded at my house so it has a very intimate feel. It's mostly new stuff, but we've also thrown in a few old songs and a cover that is a surprise. We're very excited about it"

"That sounds great. Rumor has it that this album was inspired by a specific person, can you comment on that?" the interviewer pressed.

"It's about love and loss, and battling after you've come to the end of your rope. I hope that everyone who hears these songs can use them and interpret them into their own lives." Jordan answered, hoping that would be the end of the question.

"So you didn't have someone in mind when you wrote it?" he asked.

"Of course I did," Jordan said getting a little agitated "Lyrics are about life and real moments; but just because I wrote about intimate experiences doesn't mean I want to share the details with the world. She'll know who she is and that's enough for me"

"Fair enough," the interviewer said, picking up on the tension radiating from Jordan. He quickly moved the interview to another band and steered clear of Jordan for the rest of the afternoon.

After finishing with the interview and taking a few photos with some fans he headed out back to find Caleb waiting for him.

"Hey man" he said getting in the car "What are you doing here? I thought Shane was going to pick me up"

"Yeah, I guess he got tied up or something, so he called to see if I could pick you up instead" Caleb replied, pulling away from the curb and heading towards Jordan's house.

"Ok, well thanks man" Jordan replied, leaning back in his seat and pulling out his phone. He'd texted Angela that morning asking if they could get together before Friday, but he still hadn't heard from her, and it was starting to aggravate him. Sighing deeply, he put it back in his pocket and started chewing on his thumb, a nervous habit he'd picked up in middle school.

"Something bothering you?" Caleb asked, watching his friend out of the corner of his eye.

Jordan stopped chewing on his thumb, and turned to face Caleb. "It's just…like every time I start to think that things are going to work themselves out," he shook his head "I just don't know what I'm supposed to do, you know-to make everything better".

"Uh, can…can I talk to you about something?" Caleb questioned nervously. When Jordan nodded he continued. "I never told you this, but me and Lindsay we actually broke up for about year right before we got engaged."

"What?" Jordan looked at him quizzically "I thought you guys had been together since middle school. You're like…the perfect couple"

"Well, I mean, it's not something that either of us are really proud of so we don't really talk about it that much." Seeing that Jordan was a still confused he continued on "We had just graduated high school, and we moved in together because that was what was expected for us. She was figuring out how to start her fashion line, and I was auditioning for every band that I could get my hands on. I had always known that she was the only girl for me. It wasn't even a question that I was going to propose, I mean I had had the ring since junior year of high school.

Anyway, I guess she found it one day when she was doing laundry and she just freaked out. I got home from work and she wasn't home which was weird because we always told each other whenever we went somewhere. I was getting worried the later it got, and my mind started going to all these horrible places. I was calling all of our friends; I just didn't know what to do. She finally came back at like 4:30, and she was crying and she was still really drunk. It took me hours to get her to calm down enough for her to tell me what was wrong. Turns out, she was so freaked out by the ring that she went to a bar and went home with some random guy. She said that it meant nothing, that she was just so scared that she wasn't ready that she wanted to do something to prove that she wasn't good enough for me. I asked her to move out after that. I couldn't even look at her. We didn't talk for like 8 months; and it was the longest 8 months of my life."

"What happened?" Jordan asked, amazed that all this had happened. He knew how they were with each other, and it completely blew his mind that they had this piece of history that no one ever knew about.

"One night, a mutual friend of ours had a party and we both ended up there. We spent the entire night talking on the balcony. I hadn't stopped loving her; and that night I knew that I never would. I proposed the next week." He laughed a little at himself. "It was the dumbest smart thing I've ever done."

"Why are you telling me this?" Jordan asked, glad to listen but confused as to its meaning.

"I know how torn up you are about the whole Angela thing; but I just want you to know, coming from someone who's been in her shoes, just because she's not talking doesn't mean she's not thinking about you. I've seen the way she looked you, and honestly if she has friends that are willing to walk into the lion's den for her, then there has to still be something there; or else she'd be the one fighting that battle not them." Caleb said, pulling up in front of Jordan's house and shifting his car into park.

"I hope you're right" Jordan said, checking his phone again only to be met with an empty screen. "But every day that goes by I lose a little hope."

"That's why I wanted you to hear this" Caleb said "If she's anything like me, she needs to figure out whether or not she can live without you. Judging by their songs, I think she's too afraid to do that. That's why it's taking so long. You guys have had it easy so far because you've always been on opposite ends of the world, but for the next three months you're going to come face to face with each other; and all this running she's doing is gonna have to stop."

"What do I do if she's not ready to stop running?" he asked, afraid of what the answer was going to be.

"Well," he breathed, "If you're really sure that you can't live without her, then you're just going to have to wait until she is" seeing the pained expression on Jordan's face, he reached over and patted him on the shoulder "I know that's not what you want to hear, but it's the facts man. Unfortunately you're the one messed up, so now you've got to wait for her, you just can't force her into something that she's not ready for."

"I should have you pick me up more often" Jordan laughed "Shane's not real good with the love advice"

"Anytime man" Caleb smiled as Jordan opened the door, "Hey Jordan" he called, and Jordan ducked is head in through the open window "if it's any consolation, I really do think it's going to work out between you two" Jordan smiled a thanks and headed into his house.

6 years ago…

"Ange, baby…you have to wake up" Jordan nudged Angela before returning to the task of getting ready for work. Patty and Gram had gone out of town for the weekend, so Angela took advantage of the situation by spending both nights at Jordan's. They had spent all day Saturday in bed, but it was Sunday morning and Jordan was running late for work. Kneeling beside the bed he kissed her forehead and brushed her hair behind her ear. "Baby…"he whispered.

"Mmmm" she breathed in deep and finally opened her eyes. Seeing a fully dressed Jordan perched on the edge of the bed beside her she frowned and sat up. "Why are you dressed? Stay here with me for just a little bit longer" she purred, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her head on his shoulder. She kissed the space on his neck, right below his jaw line and then worked her way towards his mouth. She pulled him backwards onto the bed and began unbuttoning his work shirt. He hovered over her, resting most of his weight on his elbows. Moaning into her mouth as she got to the bottom button and began toying with the top of his jeans; she smiled at the effect she was having on him.

Jordan laughed at how far they had come. It seemed like only yesterday she was making excuses not to sleep with him, and now it was like she couldn't get enough. Not that he was complaining, it was a welcome change for him, but it was still so exciting for him every time she acted so bold. At the beginning whenever she would initiate sex with him, she would get this blush on her cheeks, like she was embarrassed for wanting to be with him. It was his favorite part.

"Babe, I have to get to work" he said attempting to separate himself from her embrace "Besides, you have to get home before your parents get back. If they think you spent the weekend here they'll never let you out with me again" he kissed her one more time, then stood up and redressed himself, across the room and away from Angela.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah…" she pouted, getting out from under the covers and getting up on her knees. She slipped on one of his t-shirts that was at the foot of the bed just as Jordan turned and faced her, a moan escaped his lips.

"Do you know how sexy you are when you wear my clothes" he growled, crossing the room to get to her, placing his hands on both sides of her face and licking his lips.

"Want to show me how sexy?" she giggled, hooking her fingers through his belt loops and pulling him flush against her. "My parents aren't going to be home for a few more hours," she whispered, nibbling on his earlobe "and you know your boss won't mind you being a little bit late" she rubbed her hands up his stomach, resting on his chest and then moving them up to his hair. He loved it when she played with his hair.

"I can never say no to you" he sighed, kissing her neck and slipping his hands under her shirt. Stopping just before he reached her breasts "Angela?" he said sounding nervous and shy.

"Yeah baby" she moaned against his touch, running her hands down his back.

"I love you" he said stopping what he was doing to look her in the eye. They had never officially said that to each other although it was implied. It was the first time he'd ever said that to anyone, and he was sure the pounding of his heart was going to rattle the windows.

He knew he had to say it, he'd tried many times before but he just couldn't get the words to come out. He kept telling himself that he was just waiting for the perfect moment, but in the back of his mind he knew that he was just afraid that she wouldn't say it back. But right then, in that moment he knew that he loved her, beyond a shadow of a doubt; and if he couldn't say it then, when would he?

Angela smiled, small at first and then it took up her whole face. "I love you too" and then she attacked his lips.