Jaspar One-Shots

Nothing Last Forever

Prompt: roughly based off the song Nothing Lasts Forever by Midnight Red

Words: 1200+

Authors note - this makes no sense but I tried something a little new.

I looked down at the old pictures in my hand. They were wrinkled and the corners were fringed, but there was me and him.

Seventh grade. I remember it like it was just yesterday. That was the year I met the person everyone tried to avoid. The boy that wore to much much black for his own good. The one that never talked to anyone. The one that would constantly get into trouble.

That year I sat and watched him. Everyday. Call me a stalked, but there was something about him that was so breath taking. I didn't see this mean, scary person that everyone else did. I saw a heart made of gold. I saw those small smiles when he would daze off during class.

The day I got detention I thought that was the end, when it was the only the beginning. That day I talked to the mysterious boy and everything seemed to fit into place.

Pictures gray and then they're gone

Still you are the one that never seems to fade

At the end of the of the year it was official, he was my best friend. Everyone, including my family, thought I was insane.

All my friends would come up to me and ask "why him?" And "you're going to turn out like him." I just smiled and walked away. They didn't know anything about him. They didn't know anything about me.

I remember when he took me to the roof of his house. A perfect view of the stars and the moon. That's when I looked into his eyes and started to like him. Those blue eyes that I'll never forget.

He pointed out constellation after constellation to me. Saying how his mum had taught him them when he was little. He would tell me about how his sister would bring him up here after he had a bad nightmare. How everything seemed to vanish.

So many stars under the sun

And still you are the one that takes my breath away

High school was even worse. That was when we finally started dating. I was his everything. The one he could count on to go get food at midnight. The one that would lend him a shoulder to cry on when his mum was diagnosed with cancer.

It wasn't so pretty anymore. There were weeks when we would go without a word said to each other. The only communication we had was when we passed each other in the halls and for that five seconds we stared into each other's eyes.

They would tell me that I was better off with out him. That I could find a nice boy that would pay attention to me whenever I want.

All the leaves will go from green to brown

That's what I've heard, all my life.

It was almost like a game. Figure out when he would come back and smile at me that smile I fell in love with back in eighth grade.

It was the last day of junior year when I decided to confront him on this. I remember that day. The fight that almost broke us apart.

"Okay either you stop with all this, whatever it is or I'm leaving." I was fuming. My blood boiling red. I was ready to hit the boy in the face if he didn't answer.

"What do you mean stop this?" He looked so vulnerable. I've only ever seen that once before. The night his mum died in the hospital last year. His eyes were larger the normal and he looked like he was a little kid getting scolded.

"I mean, Caspar. If you don't want to be together fucking tell me! I don't want to go two weeks without talking to you. Your suppose to be the one that I can come to for anything! And your not that person anymore!" By now I was in tears. I just wanted that boy I watched back. The one with the little smiles.

"I'm sorry okay! I'm sorry. You don't know what it feels like to loose the only one that cares about you! Everyone here in this school, in this town, think I'm a good for nothing kid. So know what I'm sorry if I didn't want to take it out on you. I'm sorry!" If only I was calm I would have never did what I did.

"I care about you Caspar Lee! I've cared since you got here in seventh grade! I fucking love you and right now I wish I never did!" That's when I stormed off. I never got angry. I already tried to see the other persons side but now I couldn't.

Cause you know you dare to roll the dice

Face the test of time

"I'm sorry Joe. I really am." I smiled as I looked down at my song book. I had just gotten home and turned on my phone when about a hundred messages blew up my phone. "I'm so sorry. I'll come to you. Please I know we can lasts."

"I do to Casp and I'm sorry to that I blew up at you like that. I know it really hasn't been easy for you." We talked for another five hours after that. It was like I got my wish. To have him back. The real him.

Everyone's words still echoed in my head though. "He's not good for you." He might not be good for me but one things for sure, I like a adventure.

Clouds of doubt

And we need to cling to hold

We're in denial.

I looked at the last photograph in the box. It was us on our wedding day. The day we both turned eighteen we ran off and got married before anyone could say a thing.

We didn't have fancy rings. We didn't have expensive suits. We didn't have anyone, but we had each other and that's all that counted. I still can hear his vows in my head.

"Baby I'll never let you go. You'll never dance alone. They told us millions of times that we weren't suppose to happen. Let them say nothing last forever because In my heart, your a perm any resident." That night we danced under the stars. In our band shirts and shorts. We were drunk, not off alcohol but off of love. He will forever be my getaway from this world.

Baby I, I'll never let you

You'll never dance alone

"Joe what are you reading." I looked up at my husband who stood above me. His hair was no longer that beautiful blonde, but now more gray. His face was baby smooth, but had winkles. His eyes though we're still as bright as anything else.

"Just some old pictures." He bent down in front of me, taking the pictures from my hands. As he flipped through them his smile became even bigger. "This ones my favorite."

I got up and walked over to the cabinet where most of the photos we had were kept. Pulling out the one from the last year.

I flipped through it till I came to the last one. It was us on our thirty-fifth wedding anniversary.

It was me and Caspar, dancing under the stars in out back yard. I'm pretty sure my sister took the picture. But what met the most was what it said.

Let them say nothing lasts forever.