Closer (A Stally fanfic) (DISCONTINUED)

I Was Doing Just Fine Before I Met You

~Stevie's P.O.V.~

"STEVIE!" I heard Ally yell from our apartment. I didn't look at her, I couldn't look at her. She ran back inside and as she did I made my way inside to the uber, crying. 

"Are you okay ma'am?" The uber driver asked. 

I saw Ally run out of the apartment and down the stairs, "Yes, please just drive." 

Ally reached the bottom of the stairs and when she did the uber driver pressed on the gas. 

I held in the tears as I remembered Ally on her knees just earlier. My heart shattered at that moment and I was about to tell her to get up and kiss her. But I didn't. Not because I didn't love her. No. It was because I was tired. 

I was tired of arguing over the same damn thing. It would either be about Ally not cleaning enough or how she drove or about anything really. It was too much. 

We were planning on moving to a new house and have discussed about marriage plans already. But if that's how Ally was going to be acting, then I can't do it. If we're going to be building a life together I need her to put some work into it too. 

I love Ally, without a doubt. I know she loves me too, but sometimes love just isn't enough. Love won't be paying the bills or doing the dishes. This is real life, this is reality. 

Ally wasn't like the others- my past girlfriends- I mean. I doubted us in the beginning, but she managed to make me believe in our relationship. I was content where I was in life, but when I met Ally that all changed. She made me happier than anyone has ever made me before and I guess that's why even after how many times we've argued I choose to believe that she is the one. 

But it was just this one argument that pushed me past my breaking point. I don't know if its because of everything that's been going on. Whenever I told Ally we needed to pack or do something for our new house she would suggest taking me on a date or having a drink. I knew she was doing that because I was stressed, but sometimes I just needed her to help me out.  

I was pulled out of my thoughts when my uber driver had stopped. "We're here ma'am" he says turning around handing me a tissue. 

I look at him and grab the tissue, "Thank you." I wipe my tears. 

"I know its none of my business, but I hope whatever it is you're dealing with will be okay." the uber driver says. 

I give him a nod and thank him again. I grab my bag and step out of the uber. He drives away. I dial Cammie's number as I stand in front of the gate of her apartment. I didn't really know where else to go. 

By the third ring Cammie picks up, "Hello? Stevie?" 

"Hi Cam" I sniffle. 

"Stevie? What's wrong?" she asks concerned. 

"I'm outside your apartment. Could you let me in?" I ask.

"Oh my god what? Okay Stevie hold on I'm coming." she says before she hangs up. 

I see her exit her apartment and she runs to me. She unlocks the gate and I instantly cry into her arms. 

"Stevie? Hon. What's wrong?" She ask while stroking my hair. 

I remain silent and continue to cry into her shoulder. 

"Shhhh, it's okay. Let's go up to the apartment" she says and grabs my duffle from the ground. She holds my hand and I look down at the pavement as she leads me up the stairs. 

Once we enter the apartment she places my duffle on the couch and sits me down. 

"Would you like a glass of water to help calm you down?" she asks.