You're the One - Part 1 || Greta Van Fleet

Chapter 180: One of Your Own

The morning quickly faded into early afternoon, fingers playfully gliding across every inch of exposed skin, legs intertwined and gentle heartbeats echoing through bare chests. Coffee stained lips enamored over our first day of forever, where bare feet would replace stiff dress shoes, golden bands on left hands that would soon hold our name. Exchanging eternal words within the sunset's warm embrace to dancing by moonlight, who's radiant glow could compare to only that of his eyes; how I longed to weave my way into every detail of his romantic daydreams.

"I wish we could spend every day like this." I said softly, lying across his chest, staring back up at him. He ran his fingers through my hair, staring back with lovestruck eyes and a gentle smile.
"Me too." He sighed, gliding his fingers down my bare back. "But you know, once the tour is over.." He started, but stopped himself. I shot him a look, shaking my head.
"When do you find out about the award?" I asked. He shrugged, brushing it off.
"We don't have to think about that today." He muttered. I crawled back up next to him, laying my head on his shoulder.

"It's exciting, of course we should think about it." I could see a smile escaping from his lips.
"Yeah, but I'd rather not get my hopes up." He mumbled.
"Why do I think you're gonna win more than you do?" I laughed, leaning up, gently kissing his cheek. He smiled back down at me, his cheeks burning.
"Because you love me." He sighed. I nodded, holding my stare on him.
"I do."

He pulled me into a long kiss before finally rolling out of bed, going over to his bag.
"We should start getting ready to go though. I told Addison we'd be over earlier. She'll get us settled in and who knows how long dinners gonna take." He laughed. I leaned over, propping my head up on my hand.
"I think you're offering to make dinner so I'm the one who has to watch Sophie most of the night." I laughed. He smirked over at me, shaking his head.
"You'll be lucky if I hand her off to you." He giggled to himself, sliding on his jeans.
"So then what do I get to do?"
"You get to sit around and look pretty." He smiled, leaning over and kissing my forehead. I felt my heart beat faster.

"Well.. I'm gonna need practice too." I said softly. If anything, I was the only one who would need any practice. He was already.. perfect. And sometimes I worried if.. when the day finally came, I would have no idea what I was doing. I watched him dig through his bag, grabbing a t-shirt and quickly pulling it over his head. He flashed me a wide grin.
"Why? You won't have to do anything when it's our turn." He said simply. I bit down on my lip, containing my smile.
"That's nice of you to say but.. let's be realistic." He shrugged, his smile growing.
"We'll just have to have two so we can share then."
"Let's not get crazy." I laughed, rolling my eyes. He leaned down, kissing the top of my head.
"Alright, alright. I'm gonna go get cleaned up, I'll meet you out front?" I nodded, staring back up at him. He playfully messed up my hair before going out into the main area of the bus, shutting the door behind him.

I sighed, rolling back over into the middle of the bed. I couldn't help but smile, feeling like finally.. everything was going right. The more we talked about the wedding, the more excited I got. I couldn't wait to see him there as I walked down the aisle, but couldn't help but wonder.. who I would have on my side. I didn't really have many friends back home and.. my only other friends would.. be on Jake's side. I guess there was still time to figure that out.

I quickly got up, rummaging through my bag for whatever comfortable clothes I could find. Deep down, I loved not having the pressure of needing to get dressed up tonight. I was much more of a casual date kind of girl, so tonight was going to be perfect.

When I picked up my bag, I saw Josh's card lying on the floor. My cheeks burned as I leaned down to pick it up, seeing his stuffed elephant under the bed. I reached under, grabbing it and placed it back on top of my pillows, shoving the card into my end table drawer before going out into the kitchen.