Austin's POV
I groggily opened my eyes looking around as I tried to catch my bearings as to where I was, quickly feeling Sophie in my arms as I snuggled in next to her. I let out a small laugh remembering the last thing I told her was I needed to sit down for a few minutes after eating my last helping of dinner, not even realizing how tired I must've been and passed out on the couch. I rolled myself over so my back was flush against the couch as I pulled her into my chest. I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck, placing small delicate kisses along her cool skin.
I took the time I had been given to start to think about everything that we have gone through since the day we met each other at the venue of our wedding. The both of us, two strangers not knowing what we were getting ourselves into, or who we were going to come face to face with as we stood at the altar, immediately falling hopelessly in love with each other from the time our eyes connected with each other and despite everything falling more and more in love with each other as the days passed.
I let out a sigh as I slowly trailed my hands down the side of her face, a small smile tugging on her lips at the feeling as she nestled herself further into my chest. My hand rose just slightly off of her waist as she put herself into a more comfortable position before I rested it back down in the gentle curve of her hip again, my lips connecting sweetly to her cheek before lying my head comfortably back down on the pillow underneath us.
I had meant everything I said to her when we were eating dinner. I was done with people treating her like she was a piece of meat, like she was worthless or that she was just another pawn in everyone's chess game. The worst part about my words was that they were true for me too. I hadn't been kind to Sophie since we came back from Italy, immediately acting like she was just some other bimbo in my game of life. I had no problem making it seem like she didn't matter to me and putting my work, my friends and my life as Posty before her when all she was trying to do was continue on with our marriage the way it had been going from the start, perfect.
To be honest, I still couldn't quite wrap my head around the fact that she was still here, lying next to me, telling me that she loved me daily and being the person that she was since the day that I met her. If I were her I would've told me to get the fuck out of her life as quick as I could, but yet even after everything I put her through--ruining our first night back, almost cheating on her, driving her down the crazy spiral of a darkness she was desperately trying to put into her past--she stood firmly by me. She supported me, she encouraged me, she cared for me and she loved me... not Post Malone. No his life, not his money and not what came with his fame, she loved Austin and that was more than I could've asked from her.
I pressed a kiss that was filled with every emotion of how sorry I was for everything I've done to her softly to her temple before sliding my body out from between her and the back of the couch. I threw my hands over my head as I stretched quickly, my stomach groaning in protest against any physical activity at all after everything I ate, before sliding my arms under her delicate frame.
She was the weight of a feather as I easily picked her up in my arms and carried her back to the bedroom that we would call home for the majority of the two months that remained on tour. I laid her down on one side, her body immediately rolling into the fetal position as I pulled the covers down for her, awkwardly helping her dive her way between them without waking her.
After finally succeeding, I pulled them up to her chin, my lips pressing several delicate kisses to her forehead before I ran my hand softly over the top of her hair. I was always a firm believer that actions spoke louder than words and telling Sophie that I was going to start treating her the way she deserved to be treated was one thing, I knew that I needed to show her and that was exactly what I was planning on doing.
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