Sorry Not Sorry

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Dianne's POV
I woke up cold and unloved, I wondered why for a minute and then I realised. Joe wasn't with me, I always felt warm and wanted around Joe. I got up, had a shower and got changed, did my makeup and my hair. I gathered all my stuff and checked out the hotel, I headed to where me and Joe were training and set up. I was 30 minutes early so I went over our Charleston.
As I was practicing I needed to be okay, well at least sorta decent with heights. I really hated heights but I needed to be okay with them so I don't panic in the dance. I grabbed the ladder and placed it against the wall, Joe told me not to do this but he wasn't here now and wouldn't be for another 5 minutes. I went up the ladder and I was fine, I turned my head and saw how high I was. Now I have to get back down,
"Shit." I muttered under my breath, I faced forward again and attempted to slide down like I would have to do in the performance. I closed my eyes took a deep breath and carefully lifted my feet, but my hand slipped and I fell.
Crash!
I opened my eyes and saw Joe's cute face smiling at me, he put me down and I wiped my self down. My subtle smile faded from existence and all that was a face full of regret and lots of tears. What happened next was a blur and all I knew was that Joe wrapped his arms around me. I burst into more tears if that was even possible,
"Di. I know you didn't mean what you said yesterday and neither did I. I'm sorry." I looked up at him and his cute smile made my heart melt.
"I'm sorry. I should of trusted you. Can you for-" before I could finish Joe had pushed his lips onto mine. It took me by surprise but I eventually moved in sync with him, it was like fireworks were going off in my body. I never felt like this with Anthony, Joe was soft and gentle and he sent my body and brain into shock.

Joe's POV-Yesterday Night
Anger filled me like a volcano, I saw Anthony standing at my door. How dare he turn up at mine,
"What do you want Anthony?" I had a stern but calm voice on me.
"Is Dianne here?" When he said her name, jealously flew around my body.
"No. Sorry." He looked upset and genuinely guilty and me being that person. Did something completely stupid.
"Come in." He looked surprised but he walked in, he took a position at my counter. I made him a cup of tea and gave it to him,
"Your lucky I haven't punched you yet." I sat next to him and gave him a stern and deathly glare,
"Because of what I did to Dianne." Hearing him say that just made my blood boil, why was I getting like this?
"You hurt her. You really hurt her." Anthony looked down and I saw a tear come to the surface,
"I know. I was drunk and I was mad that she had just broken up with me." His tear turned into the hate that I saw building up inside him. He was mad at me,
"Look Anthony. All I know is Dianne is in a B&B or hotel somewhere. We had an argument over the pa-"
"The paper article that I sent in." His hate must be contagious because it rapidly built up inside me as well.
"You sent that in!" How did I not catch on,
"Yeah, I did. Now that you and Dianne aren't talking . It's a perfect chance to get her back." Before I knew it my brain stopped working and my fists took over, I raised my hand and it collided with Anthony's face. Thick blood appeared on my hand and his nose,
"Ever try and pry me and Dianne apart again. And it won't be my fist next time." I threw him out my apartment and went to clear up, I headed to bed.
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I woke up the next morning and my fist hurt like hell, I went to the shower and thought about last night. Why the hell did Anthony want to get back at Dianne? Ugh... I really hated him. But it made me love Dianne even more, I mean her flame red hair and the accent that made your heart melt and her beauty could make anyone drop dead. I got out and got ready for today's training, I called an Uber as I headed out my apartment. As I was leaving Bryon wanted to talk,
"Hey Joe, What did Anthony want last night?" I displayed a little smug smirk,
"He wanted to tell me that he sent that article to the paper's to get Dianne back. So I gave him a bloody nose." Bryon gave me a soft punch on the arm and I walked out,
"See you later." I shouted back, I hopped in the Uber and we headed to the studio. As I was walking in, I saw Dianne was about to fall off the ladder. I threw my stuff down and ran towards her, I caught her before she hit the ground. I saw her eye's open and I gave her a smile, I placed her down and she wiped herself off. I saw her smile fade off her face, she still felt guilty about yesterday. I could see it glistening in her eye's like a ghost, she started crying. I wrapped my arms tightly around her and she burst into more tears,
"Di. I know you didn't mean what you said yesterday and neither did I. I'm sorry." She looked up and I smiled, her eye's made me soft.
"I'm sorry. I should of trusted you. Can you for-" But before she could finish I moved my lips towards her. I could tell it took her by surprise but she soon moved in sync with me.
This was the girl for me.

As I explained... I have been HAMMERED with Coursework and Homework and obviously Christmas and Seeing family.
The next chapter might have a little time jump... Comment how long it should be like what week should I Time jump to? ♥️

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