I hope and prayed to any higher being that Alex didn't hear my mix up but dread filled my stomach when he stopped kissing my neck and I felt his body tense. His head snapped up and I could see more hurt than anything in his eyes.

"What did you just say?" He asked. The hurt reflected in his eyes was overpowered by the anger in his voice.

I stuttered but couldn't form words properly.

"Have you been cheating on me with Flyzik?" He asked bluntly. His accusation stunned me out of silence.

"What? Why would you think that? Do you not recall the fit I threw when you cheat on me? What possessed you to think I'd do that to you?"

"Oh I don't know, the fact that you just said someone else's name right as we were about to have sex," He spat out sarcastically. "I cannot fuck believe you just did that. I knew something was going on between you two."

"There isn't anything between me and Matt!" I cried. I could feel hysterics starting. He has to believe me, I need him to.

"Then why did you just moan his name?" Alex asked.

I couldn't find a reason. I didn't even know why I did it, it just slipped out.

"Exactly," He said after a moment of my trying to answer. He pulled on his jeans and started to leave the van mumbling, "I can't believe you did something like that to me."

My anger flared up, "Excuse me, but I'm not the only one to blame here."

"How am I anywhere close to being guilty for you saying someone else's name?" He whirled around.

"Oh please. Maybe I wouldn't be spending so much time with Matt if you weren't constantly checking out girls left right and center." I yelled. Okay, maybe that wasn't exactly what was happening but still. "And let's not forget you wish to be single."

"Who told you that?" He asked.

"Does it even matter? But thanks for letting me know it's true."

By the time we were both stand outside of the van. We both had only jeans on and I had my bra on.

"What does that even have to do with this?" He asked.

"Everything!" I yelled. "How am I supposed to feel knowing that you want to be single just to be able to have sex with band sluts? Am I not good enough for you?"

It was his turn to stuttered and stumble, "That's not the reason."

"Then please do proceed to tell me." I didn't wait for an answer, "At least with Mat I feel like I'm good enough for him."

That made him even angrier. "Fine, if you think Matt's so perfect then go fucking date him. I'm done with you."

My jaw dropped. That wasn't supposed to happen. Instead of showing the fact that he just ripped my heart into shreds and without thinking I pulled the ring off my finger and grabbed onto his hand as he turned away.

"What—" He started but stopped when I placed the ring in his hand. I could've sworn I heard his heart shatter.

I turned away quickly as the tears finally poured down my cheeks. I grabbed my shirt out of the van and put it on as I walked into the venue. The first person I ran into was Meghan.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

I shook my head. Why lie? It felt like my world had just ended. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to Kim and Haylee.

"Kayleigh!" Haylee gasped, "What's wrong?"

"Al-al-al-al," I stuttered and cried harder. "B-b-b-b-broke," I stopped. I couldn't get it out. I couldn't admit that it was over.

Comprehension of what I was trying to say crossed all of their faces and was quickly replaced with complete shock. Kim pulled me into a hug while Meghan rubbed my back. No one asked why.

"Let's go somewhere, okay?" Kim said. I nodded, trying to wipe away the tears that wouldn't stop falling.

Why are you so upset? My conscience teased me. Isn't this what you wanted? Now you can have Matt. The thought made my cry harder as I blindly followed Kim. I knew we were passing by people and they were staring and trying to ask questions. Kim led us to the empty dressing room and closed the door. I sunk to the floor immediately and started sobbing harder than I ever had.

Alex's POV

My heart stopped as Kayleigh placed the promise ring in my hand. Both the promise I made and my heart were now broken.

I regret the words the second they came from my mouth but it was too late to take them back. I didn't expect her to give back the ring. What was I going to do now? I had just carelessly thrown away the most important thing in my life. Nothing had meaning anymore if I didn't have Kayleigh to share it with.

It was getting hard to breathe thinking about what I would do without her. I leaned numbly against the van, starting at the ground. A familiar pair of red Nikes appeared in my line of vision.

"Bro, are you crying?" Jack asked. I felt my face. It was wet with tears.

"Apparently," I mumbled.

"What's wrong?"

I opened my mouth but instead a surge of tears ran down my face. Why was I crying? I was the one who broke up with her because she wanted Flyzik.

Because you love her, you idiot.

But she called his name out, I argued with myself. I blocked out all other thoughts and focused on Jack.

"You're crying, and Kayleigh's literally having a meltdown. I'm going to go ahead and say you guys broke up?"

I nodded silently, sniffing.

"It can't be that bad, man. You'll be back together in no time." He tried.

I shook my head and held up the ring I had been clinging to. He choked on the water he was taking a drink of.

"Whoa. Okay, I take that back. It's bad. What the hell happened?" He asked.

I recapped everything from her calling out Matt's name to her giving the ring back. Every word hurt to say, like they were on fire, burning my throat on tongue. I was stupid for ending it over something so simple.

Jack did little to comfort me. I mean, he tried, but it was one of those things words don't help. I wiped my face, clearing away all emotion before following him into the venue to play.

Kayleigh's POV

By some miracle I managed to spit out most of the story between sobs. Thank God they were patient with me or someone would've hit me.

After telling them what happened I stay on the floor crying until Matt knocked on the door.

"Unless someone's dead or the building is on fire I don't care," Kim yelled.

The door opened and Matt came in, "Where on the scale of importance do you playing a show in five minutes sit?" He asked then saw me, "Kayleigh, what's wrong?"

Kim shook her head then looked at me, "I know this is asking a fuckload from you, but do you think you can play the show?"

I shakily stood up and nodded, "I think so."

"Will your voice even make it through the show?" Haylee asked, noticing the hoarseness to it.

I coughed and cleared my throat until I sounded almost normal. "Give me ten minutes."

Matt gave me a comforting look before leaving the room. Haylee and Meghan left to go do stuff while Kim went to get her makeup bag. It took all my control not to start crying again. I really didn't want to play the show but I didn't want to let the fans down.

Kim came back and it took me a few minutes to reapply the eyeliner and mascara that my tears washed away. I also added some blush to even out my redness and ran a brush through my hair just because. I looked decent, I guess. Kim handed me a black tank top and grey vest that I changed into and we left the dressing room.

"Wow Kayleigh," Meghan said as we made it to the stage, "It doesn't even look like you've been crying."

"You look pretty," Matt said.

I forced a smiled and took my guitar. Taylor joined us seconds later. "What's wrong?"

"Not now," I mumbled before we went on stage.

I guess the crowd sensed something was off tonight and decided that the best way to react was to go crazy. It made me feel better that the crowd was more into it than usual but I still had to blink tears away during almost every song. Every lyric, every melody reminded me of Alex somehow. Whether it was the song was based loosely on him or he was there while I wrote the song, they all connected back to Alex.

We finished the set and I almost ran off stage. I would have got straight to the van to cry but when I saw Alex, Jack and Meghan standing by the door talking and laughing I turned and went to find a quiet spot by myself. The fact that Alex was having a good time like nothing was wrong cut so deep. I found a place far enough away I wouldn't be found but close enough I could hear when we were leaving. I slid down the wall and started to cry again.

I missed him already and it had only been a few hours. I couldn't imagine how I was going to make it without him. I looked down at my hand, a think pale line where my ring used to be. More tears poured down my cheeks.

"Are you okay?"

I looked up to see Matt stand in front of me, looking really worried. I shook my head and sniffed loudly and unattractively.

"What happened?" He asked, sitting next to me.

"Alex d-d-d-dumped me," I managed.

"Why?"

I shook my head again. I couldn't tell him that he was indirectly the reason my heart had just been ripped out of my chest and handed back to me after being stomped on. I was glad he didn't ask again. Instead he put an arm around me and pulled me close to him. Every part of me screamed to push him away but I didn't. I sniffled again and tried to stop shaking from crying.

We stayed like that for a while until I had calmed down and only a few tears trailed down my face. I felt so disgusting being all sweaty from the show on top of crying.

Matt shifted his head and looked into my eyes. "You are beautiful."

It was like he had read my mind and knew exactly what I needed to hear. It didn't have the same effect on me as when Alex said it to me though.

I noticed Matt's face get closer to mine but didn't realize what was happening until our lips connected. He tasted different. I craved the taste of Alex – always minty no matter what with a hint of sweetness.

I pulled back abruptly, finally listening to my screaming conscience. "I can't," I mumbled.

"I understand. I can wait for you," He said.

"Can I be alone?" I asked. He nodded and got up but not before kissing the side of my head. I swallowed my guilt before it could swallow me and finally pushed myself off the ground. Thankfully the group by the door was gone. I decided to go pee before we left so I turned and headed towards the bathrooms. I passed by a closet where I heard something fall off the shelf and other movements. Curiosity got the best of me and I yanked open the door without hesitation.

Jack jumped, knocking another item off the shelf while Meghan rebuttoned her shirt, both of them blushing.

"Uh, opps?" I said.

"Don't know how to knock?" Jack tried to joke.

"I didn't know you had to knock on a janitor's closet," I answered.

It didn't take a genius to figure out that they were making out.

"Don't tell Kim" Meghan half asked half pleaded.

I shrugged, "Didn't see a thing."

The both grinned and Jack closed the door, but then popped his head out, "Knock when we have to leave, until then don't disturb us."

I nodded and continued to the bathroom. It never once occurred to me that I was now keeping a slightly huge secret from the person I considered to be my best friend. Yes, Kim and Jack may not be dating but I knew she loved him more than anything and any other person would have told their best friend that they caught her newly ex-boyfriend making out with someone else in a closet, but hey, I'm not perfect. I just wish I would've known how deep the hole I was digging myself into was going to get.

I did my thing in the bathroom and then checked to see if we were leaving with Vinny. He was the only one who wasn't involved in anything.

"Uh, in about five minutes I guess, we're just trying to find Jack, he seems to have disappeared again," He chuckled.

I went and knocked on the door until Jack opened it. Both of their hair was a mess and Jack was shirtless.

"Time to go," I said and then walked away. I was surprised I had gone this long without crying again. I silently climbed into the back of the van and wrapped myself in a blanket. It was my turn to drive but Kim had decided I wasn't in the proper state of mind and told Taylor to drive. A few minutes later Meghan climbed into the back of the van with Kim and I and Taylor pulled out without waiting for All Time Low.

I lay curled into a ball next to Kim. The tear trickled down my face again while she rubbed circles on my back to try to calm me down, and plus the blanket was soft and she would've done it anyway.

I begged my body to let me sleep and forget about everything that had happened but it didn't listen until hours later, well after Kim and Meghan had fallen asleep.