Four months later - James' point of view.

I wake up with a pounding headache and I have no idea where I am. I can't even remember what happened last night, surely I didn't drink so much that I passed out. I take a looks around to try and figure out where I am, but I don't think I've ever been in this room before in my life. But that's when I set my eyes on a photograph that indicates exactly where I am. "Oh shit." I exhale, the words slipping out of my mouth. It's a photograph on my ex-girlfriend and her mum. 

Please don't tell me I slept with my ex last night.

I sit up in the bed and see my clothes spread out across the bedroom floor and I quickly put them back on in a hurry. I hear the shower running, indicating that Hayley's in there, and leave without saying anything or finding out what actually happened. I have to get home, I have to see Vee.

I get an Uber home and fumble with my keys at the front door. I rush in and see Violetta sat on the sofa, she's clearly been crying, her eyes are all puffy and red. But when she looks up at me the sadness instantly disappears and she looks so relieved to see me. She runs at me and wraps her arms around me, squeezing me tighter than I ever thought was possible. "I was so scared." She says between sobs, not letting me go. "I didn't know what had happened to you."

"It's alright, I'm back now." I reassure her, not sounding very convincing at all. I just can't stop thinking about what I've done, and how much it's going to hurt her.

"I couldn't sleep all night." She tells me, pulling away from the hug ever so slightly so that she can look me in the eyes, but her hands are still around my waist. "I was so worried, I thought something terrible had happened. Where were you?"

I swallow the lump in my throat, knowing that I have to admit to her what happened last night. And it kills me to know that I'm going to cause her so much pain when I promised that I'd never hurt her. I lead her over to the sofa where she was sat when I came in so that we can talk. "Where's Sofia?" I ask, not wanting her to have to hear what I've got to say.

"She's still upstairs, sleeping." She says sounding rather confused, and I don't blame her. I would be confused right now too. "Why?"

"Look, something happened last night. Something bad." I tell her honestly, and I can already see the tears forming in her eyes, which makes me feel awful because I haven't even gotten to the bad bit yet. 

"What is it?" She asks, sounding desperate. "Whatever it is you can tell me. Everything will be alright, we'll get through it together." And those words are like a knife through my heart. This is typical Violetta, always trying to help and be there for other people, even if she's the one that needs someone to be there for her. 

"I don't know how it happened." I start, looking down at our intertwined fingers, the way she's holding on so tight. "I can't remember anything that happened last night but this morning I woke up in Hayley's bedroom."

I feel her grip on my hand loosen as she wriggles it free. "Hayley?" She questions, looking t me with pain in her eyes. "As in your ex-girlfriend, Hayley?" I look her in the eyes and after a few seconds of staring at each other, I eventually nod my head slowly. "Oh my god." She whimpers, her voice breaking as she speaks.

"I don't even know if anything happened between us, but I know that's not a good enough excuse." I tell her, as if I'm pleading for my life. "I'm so sorry, Violetta, I don't know how I let this happen. I never meant to hurt you."

"But you have." She tells me, moving away from me on the sofa. "I trusted you, and I stayed awake all night waiting for you to come home. I called the police because I thought you went missing and started bawling my eyes out when they said they couldn't do anything because twenty four hours hadn't passed so you weren't classed as in any danger." She isn't shouting, but it's much worse. Its that tone that someone uses when they've never been so disappointed in their life, and they want to scream but all the energy has been drained from them. Because they wasted all their energy on you. "I've completely misjudged you."

"No." I beg, wishing that I could take it all back and that I never chose to go out last night in the first place. "Please, I'll do anything to make it up to you, no matter how long it takes." Normally I'm quite good with my words and I normally know exactly what to say, but right now I'm completely clueless. Words can't even begin to describe how sorry I am, but also how much I'm in love with the girl sat right in front of me. I just want to tell her how desperately in love with her I am, and how I hope to God nothing happened last night with Hayley, but the words just don't want to come out of my mouth. And I'm just sat here looking pathetic, looking like I never actually loved her when in fact I love her more than life itself. I would do anything for that girl.

She takes a deep breath, tears rolling down her cheek, and eventually looks me in the eyes once more. "I don't think the wedding is a very good idea." This is when I start crying, not able to hold it in any longer. "I thought you were a good guy, but you're just like all the others."

I see her go to take her engagement ring off, "no, please don't take it off." I beg, sounding utterly desperate. "I love you, and I'd do anything to prove it. Just please don't take off the ring." I reach for her hand, stopping her from pulling the ring off of her finger. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you." This makes her look me in the eyes again, and I hope she knows how genuine I'm being right now. "It was one big mistake and if I could turn back time then I would. I never meant to hurt you. I promise."

She wriggles her hand free from my grasp yet again, but surprises me when she doesn't immediately take it off. Instead, she twists it round and around, again and again whilst we sit there in silence, as if she's debating what to do. After what feels like an eternity, she stands up from the sofa and takes a couple steps away from me, then stops. She turns on her heels to face me, and in this light I can see just how upset she is. Her eyes are puffy, her face is blotchy, and her skin is soaked in tears. She looks defeated. She takes a deep breath in, and whilst breathing out she sighs, "I forgive you." I smile a little, but I know she has more to say. "But I can't forget what you've done."

I stand up to go up to her and give her a hg and a kiss, "Vee-"

But she takes a step back as I do so. "If you ever do this again, that's it. I won't be so quick to forgive, I'll kick you out." I understand completely, I'm surprised she hasn't kicked me out this time round as it is. Her voice is shaking as she continues, and I can tell that there's something she isn't telling me, but I don't know what it is. "And the only reason I'm giving you a second chance is..." she trails off, not finishing her sentence.

She diverts her eyeline to the floor, not wanting to look me in the eye, too weak to do so. "What is it?" I ask, taking another step forward and this time she doesn't back away. I raise my hand to her chin and lift it so that she's looking me in the eyes.

She smiles weakly before whispering the words, "I'm pregnant."