It was odd to see Ryan's sudden change of mood from one second to another. When he had woken up this morning he was praising how great the nine days had been, how didn't want to leave Nadia side. But a few hours later, he left her with what was a cold goodbye, which was far from the usual with them. He tried to sleep during the flight to LA, that didn't happen, what was bugging him never left his brain on the entire way back home. Instead of sleeping, he had a few glasses of scotch, which was the alcohol that was never missing whenever he ordered a private jet.

As much as he could deny nothing was making him upset, in these two years, Nadia could read him better than anyone could; better than his manager, than his therapist, then his very own mother. Just minutes after he arrived at his front door, his iPhone vibrated in his pocket. He sighed aloud seeing who it was, staring for a second at the photograph he took of her while on they were celebrating their anniversary the past week. Ryan did promise her to call her when he arrived and he learned enough about her that she wasn't going to let up until she found out what was making him upset.

He cleared his throat before tapping on the green accept button on his phone. Bringing it up to his ear, he tiredly said, "Hey Nads."

Taking a seat on the side of the couch closes to him, he slipped into the spot, taking off his denim sweater and carelessly tossing it beside him. Ryan tentatively listened to her soft voice over the phone, knowing that no matter which general courtesies they made, it was clear what she wanted to know. "Yeah, I made it in one peace. What do I have to complain about if I came on a fucking private jet?" he joked with a soft chuckle. "Sorry, sorry I just got through the door a few minutes ago, but I was gonna call you just now."

He ran a hand through his hair, strangely enough he didn't have one of his trusty hats on today. He took a pause before continuing on, "I do wanna apologize to you. I know I acted rather not myself when I left." Her voice was calming, even oceans away he could feel his chest relax from hearing her. "I'm feeling a bit better. That may just be the scotch speaking for me, I had a few glasses on my flight." Ryan rested his head against one hand, sighing softly into the phone.

Ryan smirked hearing her giggle, running his hand across the wrinkles of his pants trying to smooth them over. He imagined the alcohol he consumed earlier were helping at this point to ease him during this phone call. "Oh, that was just a small gesture. I'm glad they enjoyed it, I just ordered at a blank the most expensive bottles of champagne they had. My knowledge of alcohol is limited to wines and hard liquor."

He knew there was no way around it now, he had to give her a reasoning for why he left so upset after the memorable time they spent together. "Don't say that Nads, you didn't do anything wrong it's me. It's my issues, you know," he spoke in a soft, more reserved tone. "I guess it was an assortment of things. I didn't want leave you because whenever we're apart I don't trust myself. Especially this city always brings out the worst in me when I'm alone and I don't wanna revisit that part of me," he took a quick pause, deciding that it's best to just leave it all out on the table. "And you know, the craziest thing is I was jealous of you," he pointed out with a scoff at the end. "I was jealous that you beat me out in the charts. And I shouldn't have gotten that way because I am truly happy for you and you deserve all that success. But I told myself so much that I didn't care about that silly competition, that I ended up caring."

Ryan paused, crossing an arm over his chest. "I'm sorry for how I acted, I truly am. I don't know why the hell you decide to stick by me because I'm more trouble than what I'm worth," he added with a forced chuckle at the end.

Ryan let a small laugh escape his lips, "Well, I will say that I very much do like your band now. They speak the truth." He rubbed his forehead, staring out at his backyard. Something that he loved about his LA villa was that it was on the hills, so he could always see off into the city, even when the sun was shining bright like it was right now.

Being the natural over thinker that he was, even just seconds after he had spoken his truth, he was already nervously thinking if she had taken his words the wrong way or had misquoted the point he was trying to make. Some could say that this celebrity world made him this way, but as far back as he could remember from his teen years, he was always the same way. "I know, it was stupid of me to get that way over such a dumb think, I didn't even thank the fans for how many of them bought the album. They surprised me! I didn't think that many people would even consider buying it," he chuckle before letting out a small sigh and continuing, "I guess what got to me was the realization that I probably don't have that many number one records left in me, I'm a thirty-four, I'm not as full of running as I was three years ago." He nodded his head in agreement of what she was saying, despite her not being able to see him, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ever gotten that way. We both have to support each other and sometimes I feel like I don't give you the same level you do. Also with that tweet I made the other day, I shouldn't do things like to you, you deserve better than that."

He rubbed the small hairs that were growing on his cheek, noticing that he needed to shave soon. Ryan listened to her words and smiled at her comments. "I love you and I try, I really do, I want to be open. I should be able to be open with you for how long we've been together but I guess, I think I told you this like a year ago, but it's still true, I'm afraid of losing you." Ryan paused and bite his lip, "Nads, I hope you know that I don't mean I'd be tempted to be with another woman or anything like that. That would never happen. I just have a lot of media coming up and I don't wanna stir up any media shit like I've been known for before, but I don't trust my words with a stranger or my words period." He laughed at her suggestion, "If I find time I will, and I'll make sure to send you lots of pictures of her."

He laughed aloud, "Is that one of the requirements for when someone wants to join your band? They have to like your boyfriend?" Ryan took a moment to admire the watch she had given him this past week, which he was wearing right now.

Ryan shook his head, he didn't want to hear her apologizing for something that was really out of his own making. "Nads, babe, don't apologize. You weren't doing any of that, you deserved that moment to take in how well your album has done. I shouldn't have tried to take that away from you because you deserve each of those records you sold in a week." He smiled at how supportive she always was for him, and only wished that he could return that to her. "Thank you for the kind words though, fact is my music still matters to people so I shouldn't care about who sold more. But I'm a ways away from fifty, babe."

He scoffed, smirking, "And you don't realize how beautiful of a person you are, both inside and out. I just want to make you as happy as possible because I've never been with someone as amazing as you. I guess we're both crazy about each other. Something that hasn't changed in these two years is that leaving you is never easy, you know." He paused for a second, leaning back on the couch. "Yeah, but, I guess I'm worried about all this progression being a waste because I can't keep my mouth shut. As I've told you, I don't think I would have ever stopped if I hadn't found someone worth changing for," Ryan chuckled, "I know, I can't wait until the three of us are in Montana over a month from now. That will definitely be the start of an interesting chapter in our life. Aww, I'll go visit her this week. I'm sure she misses you too."

Ryan playfully tapped his index finger against his lips, "You know, maybe I should start doing the same, recruiting band members who are Nadia Berry fans."

He smirked, taking a deep sigh of relief this time as she agreed to put it behind them all. It was comforting for him that they could go through things like this without their relationship suffering or have it at stake. "When we're both old, vacationing across Europe, someone in their twenties will be dancing in their rooms to your music and crying their eyes out while listening to my records," he joked with a loud laugh.

He couldn't help but smile as she spoke again, hearing her words made him happy even at a far. "And here I thought it was all an act," he said with a chuckle before quickly adding, "I'm joking honey, you know you're the love of my life and I'm glad we've able to keep it working even when we spends months away from home. Wow, can you believe it? Two years." He stated in amazement on how they've made it work all this time. "We've lived together for a couple months but now we actually own a home together. Yes, and I'll show her pictures of you. I can't have our girl forget about her mummy."