
I Love You More Everyday
I want you to be there.
*two hours later*
(Frank’s P.O.V)
I walk back into Jess and I’s hotel room, I just got off from band practice. I still can’t believe that in less than a week I will be marrying the greatest girl in the whole universe. I can’t wait to start our lives together as a married couple. I walk in to see Jess asleep on the bed with her now longer black, chestnut highlighted hair surrounding her face and pillow, and she got her nose pierced she was so excited. I walk over to the bed, stand on it, and start jumping up and down. I hear her groan, she rolls over and grabs my ankle, which makes me collapse suddenly on the bed and our heads smack together in pain. We both grab our heads and look at each other, of course we start laughing. I grab her face and kiss where my head hit hers, after that we both get up off the bed then Jess punched me in the arm.
“Thanks a lot you dumbass.” She says sarcastically with a smile on her face still holding on to her head where mine hit hers, I laugh and walk up to her and grab her hands.
“Well if you didn’t grab my ankle I wouldn’t have fallen.” I say back with the smile knowing I will probably not win this sarcasm fight, but at least I am trying.
“Well if you wouldn’t have jumped on the bed like a dumbass and let me sleep then we wouldn’t be in this situation right now huh? Haha I win.” She tells me back with an even bigger smile then before and I start laughing. Yep she won, when it comes to sarcasm she always is undefeated. I grab her face once more and kiss her forehead.
“Um so the guys and I went over tour plans today.” I tell her knowing that she wanted and needed to know about tour plans for this summer.
“Oh ok.” She says not looking at me.
“Babe common I really want you to go with us.” I say grabbing both of her hands and holding them in mine.
“Frank I-I don’t know, it’s just tour brings back bad memories and I wanted to stay behind so you can hang out with just you and the guys. I don’t think you want me there anyways.” What?! She thinks I don’t want her there!
“Jess I want you to be there with me! And we can make new memories, better ones of tour.” I tell her looking in her eyes while rubbing my thumbs over her hands.
“I don’t know babe….” She tells me looking down. I take one hand and lift her chin up so I can see her eyes, she starts crying and looks away again.
“No, no, no babe don’t cry. I hate seeing you sad.” I really do hate seeing her sad. I take my thumbs and wipe away her tears and kiss her nose. She grabs ahold of my hands continues to look down.
“Jess I think it would be a great idea if you came on tour with us. Gerard said if you do we could get our own bus.” I say hoping to cheer her up.
“Can I think about it?” I hear her sniffle while she asks me.
“Yes you can think about it. Whatever you choose is fine as long as you’re happy.” I smile pulling her into a hug. I lay down under the covers and pull her down into my arms and cover us up. I kiss the top of her head and she snuggles into my chest. This feels so right. Her in my arms. Whenever we lay together I always snuggle with her. She is the girl I love and it’s my job to make her happy and to keep her safe. I love with every ounce of my being and she is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
“You smell.” I hear and can feel her start laughing. I start laughing too, whenever I hear her laugh I know she is happy and that makes me happy. I take one of her hands and hold it in mine. I look down at her wrists and run my thumb over old scars that are fully healed now.
“Do you love me?” My face turns to confusion and I look at Jess.
“No.” I say and she looks at me confused as well.
“I love you with all my fucking heart.” I pull her into another hug and she puts her head in the crook of my neck. After 20 minutes of staying like that I hear her lightly snoring. I close my eyes too and just think. I can’t wait to see her walk up that aisle. One more week left.
Notes
Here you go my lovely viewers! See I promised you another chapter and here is. Anyways, love you guys <3
-merci pour la musique