Where Will You Be Waking Up Tomorrow Morning

Chapter 10

We laid there...sweaty and tired. Something feels right, this feels good and meaningful. The bus would be at my house soon. Just after a good nights sleep, I snuggled her closer- her small e clad frame in a t-shirt pressed into my body. She was asleep. 

I was just watching her breathe, which I was so thankful for. I realized that about 48 hours ago she could of, and almost died. It was a miracle she was still here. I had never fallen so fast and quick. She was special, really special. Special enough to cancel a tour for. Special enough to yell at interviewer for. In that moment, i thought, everything was golden. Even the light from the bus window was gold as I fell asleep. 

We woke up about 5 minutes from my house, Dallon had already been dropped off. She quickly got dressed, and I realized I would have to pack up my stuff once we got to the house. Suddenly in that moment I saw her smile, a real smile. She seemed so glad her suicide attempt had failed. Then she started to sing, she was singing That Green Gentlemen (Things Have Changed), and it was beautiful.  

She now was standing in leggings and an old tour t-shirt, of one of our 2014 tours. She looks directly at me and sings "Things have changed for me.." and pauses. I then sing "and that's ok, I feel the same." She then continued to sing.  

"They shipped my clothes to your house, my manager did. They are announcing today that we are breaking up. But I don't really care, I'll make a new band. They were dicks anyway, and I'm not just saying that." She gathered up all the kitchen stuff, and put it into a box. 

"I'm sorry, but you had the talent in that band anyway. You'll find some one, you may be even able to play with us on the next record. Are you gonna go back to school— I know you finished up your first semester of freshmen year. You could transfer to somewhere down here." I finished the sentence, not sure what I meant in the ways of transfer down here. Does that mean we live together, maybe-maybe not. I feel like I'm having this weird inner monologue about our relationship, I should write it down. Anyway, I thought.

"Transfer down here? Are you implying that I move with/by you/" She asked, a strange look on her face. "I didn't know you were that serious." 

I then realized I was serious, I was extremely serious. I had to let her know I was serious. Because if I didn't I might lose her.

"Alexa- I am serious. I want you to move in with me, while you get treatment and/or go to school. I want you to be with me. I want you and I'm serious about it. I love you and you know that I do, or at least I hope you know that." I said that and that's when I realized— that I never had felt this strongly about anyone, ever. Not my parents, not Sarah, not anyone. Something about Alexa awakened something deep in my soul/heart (whatever is in there), and that I couldn't lose it- I couldn't lose her.

"I really really really love you, you know that. Something has just put me in the right place at the right time. Someone put you in the right place at the right time." She picked up a couple boxes and suitcases and walked out of the bus. By this point we were un loaded and everything was in cases and boxes sitting in the foyer.

"Mother of fuck you have a nice house!" Alexa said as she entered the foyer.