Forever - Christian Yelich

Did You Do This?

Brooklyn~

Christian is currently driving us home from the burial and I was a complete and utter mess. The car sat silent as we drove along I-94 heading back to his place. He reaches his hand over and places it on my thigh as I stare out the window watching the suburbs of Milwaukee fly by. It started lightly snowing and that just made the tears fall faster. I blow out a breath and wipe my tears away. Christian gently squeezes my thigh and I put my hand over his and he flips his hand to hold mine. 

Christian pulls into the driveway and turns off the car. I get out and stand in the driveway and look up at the sky. I close my eyes and lightly shake my head. Christian wraps his arms around me and kisses my forehead. "Let's go inside," he says and grabs my hand, and pulls me with him. 

"Go change," he says and pushes me to the stairs. I nod and head upstairs to put on something other than this dress. I quickly put on some athletic shorts and a Brewers t-shirt and take my make-up off, well, what's left of it, and head downstairs. 

I come down and see Christian on the couch with the smell of popcorn lingering in the air. I give him a soft smile and head to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I come back and sit next to him and he puts a blanket over us. He turns on Netflix and puts on my favorite show; Criminal Minds. 

He pulls me into him and I rest my head on his chest, "This reminds me of before we started dating," I tell him and he smiles and kisses the top of my head. 

"I figured it would take your mind off of everything." I smile and pull my body up to actually kiss him. I brush a fallen curl from his forehead and look into his eyes, "Thank you," I say quietly. 

We watch a few episodes before I start to fall asleep in Christian's arms. "Let's go to bed," I hear ever so quietly and a gentle kiss on my temple. "Okay," I say and stand up holding my hand out for Christian to pull him up with me. We head upstairs and I get into bed right away and wait for Christian to come and join me.

Christian and I headed back to Malibu to have Thanksgiving with his family and also properly celebrate his National League MVP award that he rightfully earned before we left for Milwaukee. 

Alecia and I put together a small party for Christian since we didn't get to celebrate when it was announced. 

"Does he have any clue?" Alecia asked me as we got his Malibu house ready. "Nope, he has absolutely no idea this is happening. Your plan of sending the boys out worked," I tell her as I continue to blow up balloons. 

"Oh, good. I was worried they would spoil it," she says laughing. 

The doors open and I see Ryan come in with food, "Ryan! How are you?" I ask as I greet him with a small hug. "Good, it's great to see you. Where can I set this?"

"Oh, here come to the kitchen. We are just doing some finishing touches," I tell him and he puts the food down. "Wow, this looks incredible. You two did this in a few hours?" he asks admiring our work. 

"Yeah, Christian's been out of the house since 10 and he should be here in about an hour," I say and look around and what still needs to be done. Shit, I still need to get dressed as I see my reflection in the mirror. "I'll be back I need to go change," I tell them and head upstairs. 

I picked out a simple white bodysuit that had puffy lace sleeves and paired it with some ripped black jeans. Simple, but classy. I go ahead and put some gold jewelry on and find my simple black heels in the closet. There's a knock on the door and I furrow my brow but open it anyway. "Hey," I say and see Ryan standing there. 

"Hey, how are you?" he asks and sits down on our bed. I sit down next to him and strap my heels on, "What do you mean?" 

"Just how are you? I don't know, I mean I obviously heard what happened," Oh, that's what he means, "I just wanted to make sure you were okay. You're like my little sister, and I care for you," he says and looks at me with a small smile.