(Ally's POV)
I was at the Carter household, discussing about what Nick did to me. Jane was so furious she was about to call him and scream on the phone. I guess Jane knew that he said that I could be the one for him. I believe she didn't want me to lose him. Did she want me as a daughter-in-law already? Bob tried to keep her calm. Thank God, it worked . . . for a while.
"Wait till I get my hands on your son, Bob. I'll . . .," she said.
"Jane, honey, calm down. Let them solve this."
"What do you mean 'them'?!" Jane shouted furiously.
Even Jane is strict with Bob. I guess it runs in the family. "I-I mean Nick. After all, it was his fault."
"Correct," she said, and they left the room.
"I can't believe he would do that," BJ began, "That's not Nick."
"I know," I said, and understood. Even as a fan, I believe I could tell if my idol was saying the truth or lying. "I'm gonna go to the beach."
"Ok, we'll be inside," BJ told me.
I nodded and headed outside.
I had my CD player with me, so I sang along to one of the songs . . .
It's telling me all these things
That you would probably hide
Am I . . . your one and only desire?
Am I the reason you breathe
Or am I the reason you cry?
Always, Always, Always, Always
I just can't live without you!
I love you;
I hate you;
I can't get around you
I breathe you;
I taste you;
I just can't live without you
I just can't take any more
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you
I feel . . . like you don't want me around
I guess I'll pack all my things;
I guess I'll see you around
Its all . . . been bottled up until now
As I walk out your door
All I hear is the sound
Always, Always, Always, Always
I just can't live without you
I love you;
I hate you;
I can't get around you
I breathe you;
I taste you;
I just can't live without you
I just can't take any more
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you
I wrapped my head around your heart
Why would you tear my world apart?!
Always, Always, Always, Always
I see . . . the blood all over your hands
Does it make you feel . . . more like a man?
Was it all . . . just a part of your plan?
The pistol's shakin' in my hands,
And all I hear is the sound
I love you;
I hate you;
I can't get around you
I breathe you;
I taste you;
I just can't live without you
I just can't take any more
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you
I love you;
I hate you;
I can't get around you
I breathe you;
I taste you;
I just can't live without you
I just can't take any more
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you
Always, Always, . . .
Always . . .
I began to cry towards the end of the song. Until I felt a hand on my shoulder, . . . Aaron.
