+Stephanie's Pov+
Everyone was in the house vibing and I was on top of the roof watching the sunset. It was so beautiful and I wanted nothing more than to stay here forever. There was a warm breeze going on but it was a tad bit cold so it felt perfect. I had my eyes closed and a lofi mix going. I was at peace. I then got a text from Gus asking where I was. I smiled and sent him a picture of me. I didn't get a text back so I closed my phone and set it back down. I then seen Gus climbing up the ladder to get to me. When he did he sat down and smiled.
"Damn. It's beautiful up here." "True. And I'm kinda mad I haven't come up here before." "Yeah. This is nice." "Yeah." "What lofi mix is this?" "Raining in Osaka." "Nice."
I looked at him when I heard a lighter flick and seen he was lighting a blunt. He took a few hits then passed it to me. He then laid down on his back. Looking up at the sky. I laid next to him then passed the blunt back after I smoked some.
"Gus. Can I ask you something?" "Of course." "I want you to tell me all about you. Like..just all about you." "You know everything about me." "I don't though. I want you to just lay it all out for me."
He sat up slowly and put the blunt out. I stayed laying down looking up at the sky.
"Well...I come from Allentown, Pennsylvania. It's not anything special but..that's where I was born. Then after awhile I moved to New York. I've loved music since I was a kid. I did lots of activities as a kid that involved music and..sometimes I'd quit because people made in front of me. When I got older to understand what I was doing though I knew music was gonna be my dream. And I knew no one could take me from it even if they tried. In high school my dad...karl..left me and my mom when I was in the 10th grade. It hurt me bad and I felt lost after that...I couldn't comfort my mom cause I didn't know how at the time and..I was dealing with my own feelings about him leaving. I hated him but at the same time I wanted to know why he left...I wanted to know what was so bad about me or my mom or whoever that he didn't wanna be around anymore. But...when he left I became closer with my grandpa. He became the father figure in my life. Then when I got older and was in high school and shit..I wasn't feeling it..all I could ever think about was music. After awhile my grades were slipping and I had lost so much interest that I stopped going. I then left to Cali on my own. Only being like 17 or 18. Trying to..find houses and make more music...and I tried going back to school but it still didn't correspond with me. So I kept working on music. At one point I lived on Skid Row in L.A. And sometimes I...."
I could hear him choking up and I sat up with him. He was trying to wipe his face. And I just held my arms around him.
"Hey..you don't have to talk about it if it's too painful. I'm sorry I asked..I didn't mean to make you sad..." "No..it's the exact opposite. I'm glad that I can finally get some of this shit off of my chest...and I can finally really talk to someone about how I feel.."
I rubbed his back and after he pulled his self together he started talking again.
"Sometimes I didn't know when I was gonna eat..I was staying in a tent...I was basically..nothing. I was no one to anyone and I felt hopeless..and...I wanted nothing more than to just be someone else..and with all the pain, all the people I'd met through music, and everything else I've ever been through...I added in the drugs..the drugs were what kept me sane for a long time...I thought they were helping me..and...there was no one around who could stop me...there were some days that were really really really bad but, there were some days that were really good, too."
He sat so he was facing me and he looked at me. I was crying and when he did look at me I didn't want him to so I started to wipe my face.
"Then...I met you..I met you at that show and you were so beautiful. You had black jeans on and a bring me the horizon shirt, a black hoodie and all black converses. I knew then that there was something different about you. Not in your clothes but in the way you acted and the way you spoke. I wanted nothing more than to get to know you." "Why me though?.." "Because..there was something about you that I felt like I needed more of in my life..and after you invited us to stay at your house it clicked with me...I knew I wanted you to be mine for awhile but I waited until we were sitting in that studio because..by then..I knew I couldn't let the chance pass me up and I let someone else ask you out. And now Stephanie...right now..I couldn't be happier...I've overcome so much and overcame more being with you..and being without you is something I can't imagine now.."
I couldn't help the tears that were falling. I couldn't help but to cry. I stood up and turned away from Gus. I started wiping at my face but the tears wouldn't stop for some reason. I then felt arms wrap around me and I closed my eyes.
"Please don't be sad. Everything's going to be okay. And I'm okay. I actually feel better than ever right now.." "W-Why? Aren't you mad at me for making you talk about it...and r-right now of all times?.." "No. Because I feel free now. I am free now. You now know everything and..guess what else?" "What?"
He turned me around and placed his hands on my face.
"I know that you still love me. Even after all the things I told you." "Of course I do. I'll never stop loving you. Ever. And don't you ever feel like there's something you can't tell me. Because I will always be here for you."
He smiled then pulled me in for a soft, slow kiss. It felt amazing and I didn't want it to end. After awhile it did though then Gus moved some of my hair out of my face.
"I'm about to go back in the house. You coming?" "Yeah. I'll be down in a minute." "Okay. I love you."
He kissed my forehead and I said,"I love you, too."
He smiled again then went to go back down the ladder. I looked out at the sunset again and smiled to myself. After I watched it go down a little while longer I came down the ladder too and went into the house.
