What happened last time

Jack's P.O.V

The crew and I just finshed cleaning up the equipment and stuff from the tour so I finally get to sit down. I couldn't be more happy to climb those stairs to the tour bus. Everything felt like it was happening so quickly. The minute I reached the front lounge of the bus I plopped down and turned on the tv. I knew I had it turned to E news but I didn't expect to see Kim's face on it. Not only was her face unexpected but the words that left her mouth were as well.

Now

"I don't even know a Jackson" Kim replied quietly. "Unless you're talking about the singer in which case, I don't even like him. I think his music is great but he is annoying." She stated. The clip ended there and a reporter's face appeared.

"So, what do you think. Is Jackson Brewer dating the mysterious Kim Crawford of is it Just a misunderstanding?"

The segment ended there and the show cut to a commercial. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. I don't know why Kim would say that she didn't know me at all and that she didn't like me. All I know is that the words stung like lemon juice on open cuts. Suddenly what seemed like the best day ever turned into the worst. I was silent for pretty much all of the bus ride home, only talking when it was absolutely necessary. My band knew not to ask too many questions about it but my managers were going crazy. They wanted answers for the press that I didn't want to give so I also spent most of the ride ignoring my phone calls. At some point I just shut my whole phone off.

When the bus finally rolled to a stop in front of my house I exhaled deeply and smiled. The tour is over and I can finally sit in peace for a while. I just have to make it into the house. My dad and my grandpa were already out the door. My dad immediately ran over to the bus storage unit to grab my suitcases and stuff. My grandpa immediately ran over to the door of the bus to help me get inside the house without any incidents. As soon as my grandpa reached the door, I flung it open and hopped down the steps. As soon as my foot hit the ground the questions started pouring in.

I always try not to be one of those jerks that completely ignores every question so I answered one or two people. The first guy asked me how the tour went to which I responded with amazing. He then proceeded to ask a few more questions about my band members and how we got along on the bus. The second guys had some different questions.

"So Jackson, I interviewed the girl seen in a photograph with you and she claims that she doesn't like you at all. Do you have anything to say about that?" He asked. This was the one thing my managers actually managed to talk to me about before I stopped answering their phone calls so I do know that they want me to just answer the questions with honesty.

"Haha, I saw that interview actually and, I really can't say I'm surprised by the fact that she doesn't like me. I've talked to her a couple times before because she comes to almost all of the shows and I wanted to know her a little more, as I do with all of my loyal fans but she actually told me that she didn't like me the first time I talked to her. I mean, it hurts a little but I respect her opinions and I understand that you can't please everyone. I'll just try to stay out of her way I guess." I stated.

"Thank you so much Jackson. And don't let the chick get you down. I've always thought you were a pretty chill guy." He stated.

"Thanks man, I try my hardest." We fist bumped and I walked away. I answered a couple more questions before walking into the house.

I talked to my parents and my grandpa about the tour for a little bit before I went off to the dojo. I know I said that I respected Kim's opinion and I do but I don't appreciate the fact that she publicly outed me. I've never done anything to her so I don't understand why she hates me so much that she'll tell the whole world. I began punching and kicking a dummy with all my might. I was punching it so hard and so fast that I'm couldn't even keep up. My hands were just flying to places that I'm not sure I directed them too. They kept flying and flying and flying until I heard a crack. The crack was followed by excruciating pain in my wrist. I fell to the ground, clutching my wrist.

"Mom!" I yelled "Dad! I broke my wrist!" My mom came running in first, followed by my dad.

"You must really enjoy the hospital Jackson." My mom stated as she helped me to my feet. She lead me out of the room and into the car.

"They should reserve a room for you there son." My dad stated as we drove down the street.

"I really am not there all that much. I only hurt myself doing karate now." I stated as we pulled into the parking lot of the hospital.

Of course, the minute my foot hit the ground there was paparazzi.

"What happened Jackson?"

"You look like you hurt your wrist. What did you do?" I was about to answer some of the questions but my parents cut me off.

"Jackson is in a bit of a rush right now, sorry guys." My mom stated as my dad dragged me away. We walked into the hospital and the doctors did all the x-rays and stuff before fitting me with a cast. I had to sit in the hospital for a little bit while the drugs wore off so I decided to turn my phone back on. The instant it came back to life it started buzzing like crazy. A lot of the notifications were missed calls from my managers but a few of them said that they were messages from Kim C. so I unlocked my phone and began reading them.

Hey Jackson, it's Kim

I don't know if you've seen it or not but I'm sorry about what I said about you

I was just overwhelmed

I just saw your interview about me. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it.

Are you ignoring me?

Just as I was reading the last message I saw that she was typing.

I heard that you're in the hospital. Is everything okay?

I didn't know if I wanted to answer her or not. She seemed genuine when she said that she was sorry because she said it like three times but that doesn't change the fact that she publicly outed me. I decided to ignore all of her other questions and only answer her last one.

Broken wrist. I'm fine I replied. Kim responded almost instantly.

Do you forgive me? She asked. I chose to ignore that question. I think she caught on that I read it though. That might've been because my read recipients are on.

Can you at least let me explain? She asked.

Why should I? I replied.

You don't like me anyways so what does it matter? I added.

I do like you Jackson. I was just overwhelmed by everything. I don't like being the center of attention ever. She replied. I read the message but didn't respond.

I want to get to know you Jackson. She added.

It's a little too late for that Kim. I liked you and I tried to talk to you and look where that got me.

Im sorry Jackson but there's a lot of things you don't know. I have a hard time trusting people. I don't like to let my guard down. I know that's not an excuse for what I said but I'm sorry.

Alright, I'll give you another chance but can you do me a favor?

Sure what is it?

Instead of telling the press that you hate me, can you just ignore the question?

Of course. And again, I'm sorry for what I said.

Kim and I talked all throughout the rest of the day and we ended up calling each other that night. I learned much more about her than I was able to find carried on for about two weeks. We would text during the day talk at all night but this was not enough for me. I needed to see her in person.