"2020? Y/N, what do you mean, that's 30 years away.." jon says with confusion all over his face.
I sigh and wipe the hair from my face and look at him.
"I am not from.. this time Jon." I say.
"I still don't get what you mean.." he says with a concerned chuckle.
"I was born in the year 2000. When you met me I had time travelled back here to the 80s and at that point I was 21 years old. Obviously because I am now living here in this time, I am 24. I know it's hard to explain and you probably won't believe me but it's the truth. I want to go see my other friends, my parents, my home. I have dreamed of living here for so long though I don't want to go. I just feel like everything is falling apart and there is nothing I can do." I say.
Jon stands for a minute before walking closer to me. He lifts up my chin and looks into my eyes.
"So that's what Tommy meant.." he says.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Tommy got drunk a while back and told me some weird story about a time machine and you being in it. I thought it was just because he was drunk but maybe he was telling the truth." Jon says with a laugh.
"I fucking hate drunk Tommy, also I didn't get here in a time machine." I say laughing.
"What how then?!" Jon asks feeling ever more confused.
"Witchcraft." I say.
Jon stands for a minute thinking on how it would work.
"You can explain it all to me later, but I want you to know things will get better." Jon says to me.
"I just don't feel like they will. My band was the one thing I cared about, the one thing! They all talked shit about kaizü and I, so it makes me think they don't actually care which they probably don't. Also, warren.. well that's a whole other story." I say.
Jon holds onto my shoulder and kisses my head.
"It's like the old saying, maybe you are trying to hard to look for Mr Right. The right person will come along." He says.
"How will I know?" I ask him.
"They will make you feel safe and loved. They will care about you, and you will know they care just by how they look at you. You will feel like you can tell them anything, you will be happy with them and the thought of them with you will make you smile and you will get butterflies." Jon says.
I stare into his eyes and take in everything he said to me.
Then it hit me.
He looked at me with caring eyes and a smile. He never left my side. He makes me happy and whenever I think of him I feel a sense of comfort and happiness. Whenever I see him I get butterflies.
I always hated when Jon called me his friends, maybe that's because deep down I thought of us more than friends.
Warren wasnt the right guy, he never done any of these things. I never felt this way about him, but with Jon, I did. I felt it all, from head to toe.
I looked down at the ground and then back up, and I looked into those eyes that made me feel it all.
I thought about it, when we first met. Us hanging out, him buying me the apartment, and overall just being there.
"Y/N, what's on your mind?" He asks me.
I take a step closer to him, wrap my arms around his neck and stand straighter. I place my lips to his in a soft passionate kiss.
He stands for a moment and he then wraps his arms around my waist and kisses back.
We stand kissing in the rain for a while and then pull away, and stare into one another's eyes.
We rest our foreheads against one another and start to catch our breath back.
"Why did you do that?" Jon asks with a chuckle.
"I think you're my Mr. right, you always have." I say.
"Good, because I have been in love with you for 3 years." Jon says.
I stand back and look at him with a grin on my face.
"Really?" I ask in disbelief.
"Yep, you have no clue how long I have wanted us to be together for. That's only if you want to be together." He says.
"Of course I want us to be together."
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• Where I Belong •
Fanfiction(PS. I wrote this when I was 13 so I apologise in advance!) Y/N has always loved the 80s. It was a time of Rock N Roll at its best and the talent was immaculate. It all happened so fast though. They had time travelled to the 80s. It was crazy for s...
