she got outside, there was a cab dropping another couple off. She quickly slid in and gave the driver her address. The driver asked no questions. As he drove away, the tears began to flow down her cheeks.
"What a fool, to actually think he can give up all the other girls and be faithful to one person. Especially not me," Kaylee thought. "I won't even give him something that he has probably never gone without!"
Minutes later, the cab pulled up in front of her house. She threw some bills up front and ran into the house. She really hoped that no one was there, because she just wanted to be alone and she definitely didn't want to talk about what had gotten her so upset.
Luck was with her, because she was able to make it into her room without anyone seeing her. She slammed the door and fell onto her bed crying.
Lately it felt like all she did was cry. She felt so much emotion, both good and bad. It was overwhelming. She used to be such a strong person.
Not wanting to stay in the same dress for a minute longer, Kaylee got up and put her pajamas on and went to the bathroom to wash the makeup from her face. She looked in the mirror and found herself trying to figure out how she measured up to the other girls...was she just as pretty? The mere thought made her cry again. She washed her face with water cold enough to make her gasp.
Just as she lay back in her bed, someone pounded on her door.
"Kaylee! Let me in!" Ashton yelled through the door. He sounded out of breath.
"Go to hell, Ashton! I'm done with you!" she yelled back at him.
There was a loud cracking noise, and her door flew open. "Well, I'm not done with you!" he growled after kicking her door open. "Why the hell did you leave like that?"
She sat straight up in bed. "I'm surprised you noticed I was gone. Looked to me like you had plenty to keep you occupied. The tears were gone, replaced with anger.
"They were fans, Kaylee! It's not like I can be rude to them. For God's sake, we're having enough trouble with the band without pissing off any more fans!" he yelled.
"You don't have to be rude, and you don't have to enjoy it so much either!" she shot back. "I felt like I was a voyeur, getting ready to watch you have sex with one of them or something! They were all over you, and you let it happen! We were supposed to be on a date!"
Ashton threw his hands up into the air.
"You know what, maybe I was enjoying the attention. That's a part of being in a band, and it's something that you're going to have to get used to. I'm sorry that it happened while we were on a date, but you need to get over your insecurities and realize how in love with you I am!" he shouted at her.
Kaylee's jaw dropped to the floor. She couldn't believe what he had just said.
"Well, that certainly came out at the wrong time," he sighed. He looked over at her shocked face and smirked. "It's true though, and wasn't nearly as hard to say as I thought it'd be." He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Don't lie to me just to get me to forgive you," she pleaded, feeling the tears resurface.
"I'm not lying, Kaylee," he said, and moved to where she sat on the bed. "Kaylee Miles, I never thought it could happen, but I am so in love with you," he told her as he knelt before her and grabbed her hands in his. "Those girls meant nothing to me, and for the first time, I saw everything so clearly. I love you and only you. You're the one that I want to be with."
"You're wrong, you don't love me. Stop messing with me because I really can't handle you playing with my feelings right now," Kaylee demanded.
"I'm not wrong. I love you! I can't believe that is so easy to say when you really mean it." He grinned at her. "You better get used to hearing it. I've never said it before, and now that I have, I don't plan on stopping."
"You really love me?" she asked softly, a small smile appearing through the tears.
Ashton nodded. "More than I ever thought possible."
Kaylee launched herself at Ashton and tackled him to the floor, assaulting his