Valentino's [1]

Jace holds her closer.
"I-I should have waited to say that, shouldn't I?" He whispers, worried about what she might say in return.

I looked over at him. "I-It's just too early for that." I said no smile on my face.

Jace nods and lets her go, spacing them out as he looks away.

I awkwardly stand up and lean agaist the wall, looking down, glancing at him.

He looks down, not sure what to say.

I awkwardly look back up and walk out into thr balcony even through it was raining.

"I'm...I'm gonna get some air." Jace says, standing. "I'll be back later."
He walks out and down to the lobby, sitting in one of the couches to think.

He leaves and I look out over the balcony and a tear slips down my cheek.

Did we just break up? What just happened?

I buried my head in my hands to think. My hair soaking wet. Someone knocks on the door and I walk over to it. It's Charlie and I walk away, him following. "What do you want?" I ask.

Jace notices that Charlie fellow walk back to the room and stands, stopping himself before he takes off after him.
What if she called him?
He remembers the fight and shakes his head, slowly following.
She's not the type to invite crap like that back...

Charlie hugs me and I hug him back. "It's okay, what happened?" He asks.

I shake my head and sit down on the couch. "I think me and Jace broke up." I said tears running down my cheek.

He pushes some hair from my face and smiles. "I'm here for you."

Jace silently peers into the room, watching the moment between the two of them. Both anger and sorrow building up inside of him, he turns away and storms off to the pool, resisting the urge to toss around all of the furniture. Instead, he finds a dark corner, curls up, and buries his face in his arms.

I look up at Charlie and smile. "Thanks." I wipe my tears and he leans in. He kisses me and I don't reject, knowing I was single now. I realize its wrong and pull away. "I can't do this Charlie. I'll call you later." He shrugs and stands, walking out.

Jace composes himself and stands, gathering his emotions and placing them all in a tiny box in the back of his mind. He walks back up to the room, passing Charlie without a problem, and slips into the bathroom where his stuff is kept.

I saw him walk back in and I compose myself. I felt awkward. I Wanted to talk to him. I called his name hoping he would come out.

She calls his name and he takes a deep breath, walking out but not looking at her.
"I'm...I'm gonna head out." He says, hating every word. "Give us both some space."
He prays she'll stop him...