Moving On

A Lesson, Never Learned

~ Layla's POV ~

It's been a couple months. We've spent a lot of time on the road. The court case went down a few weeks ago, but all it amounted to was the media making a big deal out of it.
That was a mess and it really made Denis depressed. But he seems to be doing better.
I'm laying in my bunk next to him and he's cracking jokes so I take it as a good start.
I love his voice, it's so smooth and strong. I love him. It's barely been 8 months since I met him and every night I choose to be curled up in his arms.
God I love him.
I slowly drifted off to sleep, listening to him whisper about old pranks he pulled. He was talking about his past with me. But it doesn't change anything. He's not the guy he was back then, so why judge him on it?
But I still could barely wrap my head around his past. It was such a mess, and it kinda scared me. I tried not to think about it, to give him the benefit of the doubt. He won't make those mistakes again.

~ Denis' POV ~

Being a rock star never felt so good. I had Layla by my side, amazing mates, and more money than I could possibly dream off.
Touring has been going amazing and we're about to hit out last show.
The only down fall of all this is Mia messaging me. She wanted to sit down and talk when we were in Florida. But I said no. That wasn't too long ago, but I couldn't. I couldn't sit down with her. I couldn't do that to Layla.
"Oi! Den! Up!" Ben ripped open the curtain exposing the artificial light coming from the ceiling. Damn that hurts my head.
"What?" I said softly, hoping he wouldn't wake up Layla.
"Mia is here." Speak of the fucking devil. I groaned softly and shook my head.
"Tell her to leave, I'm not speaking with her, it's like 2 am." I muttered and free the curtain back shut. I heard Ben smirk a little and start to walk away, but the clicking of heels stopped him.
The curtain ripped open again with a brown haired blue eyed Mia standing that, arms crossed looking pissed. I froze. Bare chested and Layla laying on me. This was going to go great.
Layla stirred and Mia put on her best bitch face and opened her big fat mouth.
"Well hi baby. Get up, we need to talk. Now." He was being a bitch alright, but I wasn't her boyfriend anymore.
"No." I said as Layla kinda Sat up squinting at the light like I was. God she looked so cute when she scrunched her nose, but now wasn't the time for that.
"Ben get her out of here." I said sternly. Mia had walked away but at those words turned back and started at me.
"No. Your in bed with some whore. We need to talk!" She yelled, making Layla jump a little. Mia smirked. "Awe is she scared?" She mocked her in a little kid voice. "I'll show you scared!" She yelled, grabbing Layla's hair and starting to yank her out of our top bunk.
Ben and I both flipped out grabbing for Layla trying to keep her from falling, but Mia was to quick.. Layla landed head first into the floor. No noise fled from her lips after that.

~ Layla' POV ~

The light. It's so damn bright. I open my eyes and find myself in a hospital bed with monitors hooked up to me. It's so cold, I shiver a little and pull at the blanket over me.
What the hell happened. Last thing I remember is some chick pulling me out of the bunk then Denis and Ben screaming my name. After that, nothing.
I shift uncomfortably and look around, I'm alone. But I do hear arguing.

"You need to leave. Now."

"No."

"Yes. We are having a restraining order filed against you."

It sounds like Denis and that girl again. Why is she still around? Who the hell is she?

"You shouldn't be with her! You should be with me! We are meant to be!"

"No Mia. I love her."

Everything was silent until the heavy wooden door opened from its cracks state and in walked Ben.
He took one look at me, broke into a smile and ran back out. I sat there still fairly confused trying to listen to anything.

"DENIS! She's awake!"

That had to be Ben and the loud noise coming in had to be Denis.
He bursts in and looks at me. I smile faintly and watch him. He's shaking, you can see it in his hands. He never shakes.
"Den-".
" shh don't speak." He said smiling crossing over to me. He sat in the chair on my right side and took my hand.
I smiled more and watched him. He looked so tired with his hair so long and unruly. Then the dark bags under his eyes. How long have I been here?
"You worried us," he said softly missing my knuckles. I looked paler than usual, but so did he.
"How-" I stopped and coughed a little, my head was killing me. Great.
"How long have I been in here?" I asked barely a whisper in hope of keeping my head from hitting any worse.
He nodded and spoke quietly, "about a month, they didn't know if you were going to wake up." He watched me for my reaction but I just nodded, I didn't know what else to do. I don't even know what happened.
"Mia dragged you out of the bunk, you but your head pretty hard. They said you had a lot of damage, but I never stopped hoping, I never stopped knowing you'd be okay." He spoke so softly. I don't know what these last few weeks had been like for him, but he looked like hell.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper shaking my head, making my brain hurt.
"No, no, no, don't apologize. It's not your fault, it's mine." I shook my head again, sending shooting pains through my head. I need to stop doing that!
He smiled softly and stood kissing my head.
"I'm just glad your okay," he spoke and sat back down. Ben came in with a doctor.
I sat up straighter and looked at the older, grey haired man. He looked smart, that's a good think I think?
"Hi Layla, does your head hurt? Are you feeling okay?" He asked, he had a rough voice, not smooth like Denis' at all.
"Yes, my head hurts but I'm alright," I said quietly, trying to avoid more pain. He nodded jotting some things down on my chart.
"Well we are hoping you'll be out of here soon and back to a normal life," he spoke quickly plastering on a smile. He kinda was starting to creep me out, but I left it alone and just nodded, forcing a slight smile.
I hate hospitals. I just wanted to get back on the bus.
Oh God.
The bus.
The tour.
No no no no no no no!
I made sure to wait until the doctor left before turning to Denis.
"What about the concert!" I was in panic mode and it showed. He just chuckled at me.
"Don't worry about that baby okay?" He kissed my hand, but it didn't calm me down.
"Denis you guys are supposed to be on tour!"
Ben stood up from the chair by the TV.
"We got it postponed love, now calm down so we can get you out of here as soon as possible," he wasn't harsh about it, he was smiling. Over the past couple months, that I was awake for, Ben and I and well the rest of the band got close. They were like the brothers I never had, and honestly, I loved it.
Denis kissed my hand again but I was still kicking myself.
They postponed the tour!
All because of me.
Great.
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Sorry I suck at this guys