I'm The Secret

Tony’s pov
I arrived at Jaime’s place but he was completely ignoring me. He just kept packing things into boxes while I sat on his bed watching. I’ve been sitting here for about thirty minutes just waiting for him to give me an opportunity to apologize. Every now and then he would look at me almost as if he expected me to leave. I’m sure as hell not leaving, least not until he hears me out.
“Jaime c’mon, stop packing and hear me out.” I spoke up. He continued packing things without a word.
“Jaime!”
“Fine! What Tony?” he asked crossing his arms and glaring at me. I sighed in relief and stood up.
“I’m sorry ok? I know I was a dickhead, I get it but I didn’t mean it. I was living in the moment; I didn’t mean to ditch you guys for those other people ok?”
He sighed and shook his head, when he looked at me he looked worried, sad even.
“Tony I don’t give a fuck about you ditching us.. it’s the way you treated us. Almost as if we were your dogs, even less than that..it wasn’t fair. The guys and I’ve been there for you through thick and thin and you didn’t even care. If you didn’t want to hang with us it was ok, I dint care. But the way you looked down at us was just fucked up.”
“I-I know. I get it, I’m so sorry Jaime. I didn’t mean any of it, if I could take it back I would but I cant. Its in the past now.”
“Ok and? Why are you here? Can’t you see I’m trying to pack?” he snapped turning and packing again.
“I’m here to get my best friend back! That’s why im here, please Jaime… forgive me.”
He stopped his movement and sighed. He turned to look at me for a sec before engulfing me into a hug.
“I won’t forgive you…..least not till you take us to Disneyworld dipshit.” He chuckled.
“I hugged him back and laughed, nodding my head.
“Alright Himes, I promise I will.”
We separated and he gave me a dimple filled smile.
“Alright, can you help me pack? Got loads of things to get packed and ready for the move next week.”
“Yeah sure, oh and I almost forgot.”
I pulled my wallet out and pulled out a guitar pic. He looked at me weirdly before he understood what it was, the his eyes got huge.
“T-That’s not…” he breathed out looking at me. I laughed and nodded my head.
“It is. Quinn Allman’s guitar pic.”
“OH MY GOD TONY! THE USED! THAT’S FROM THE CONCERT! YOURE GIVING IT TO ME!? I COULDN’T POSSIBLY TAKE IT!” He yelled snatching the guitar pic out my hand. I laughed and rolled my eyes as he jumped up and down in excitement.
Last year the guys and I went to a ‘The Used’ concert and I was lucky enough to catch a flying pic. Jaime hated me for a week after that but soon forgot about it. I thinks its only fair to give it to him after all I’ve put him through. Plus, he loved it. Obviously.
“Yeah you can take it cause its yours.” I said patting his back.
“Tone…thanks man.”
“No problem, it’s my ‘I’m sorry’ gift to you.”
“And its amazing ok? Thanks dude. Now help me pack.”
I nodded and started piling shirts into a box, that went way better than I expected it to go. I half expected getting a shoe thrown at me in anger, packing is better, less painful.

Notes

Jaime can't be angry for ever can he? :P