Maybe Nate was right this whole time. Maybe nothing would change if he announced our relationship, only the number of people hating me. Maybe my need to officially be his girlfriend is caused by something entirely different than the wish to have everyone know he's mine. Maybe it's my last desperate attempt to save something that was broken long ago.
"I don't want to talk. Not about us, not about the weather, not at all. What I want is for you to leave me alone," I tell him as I enter the lounge area on the upper deck.
"Jay, please! We have to talk about this! You can't seriously expect me to leave like this, we have to talk this out, we have to find a solution!" He's feeling helpless, I hear it in his voice. But what I'm feeling is emptiness. Exhaustion. And not the slightest bit of interest in hearing any more meaningless promises.
"I can’t, Nate, I'm so fucking tired of this." Sighing, I finally turn around to him. "You say you love me, right? Then please, if you really love me, go. Leave me alone, I'm begging you!"
The devastation in his eyes takes my breath away, it tells me he can sense it too. Maybe this is how it all ends. Our love. Our friendship. Us.
Six months have passed since Jay and Nate reunited. Six months of getting to know each other again, to fall in love again, well protected by the comfort of being home. But tour break is over now, it's time for Nate to get back on the road. Back to his life as the lead singer of the British rock band Devil's Entourage.
Music, concerts, and the most beautiful places of Europe await them, but so do fangirls, rumours, and the watchful eyes of the public.
Will their love still flourish when it's faced with jealousy and misunderstandings? And will Jay be strong enough to handle living a life in public?