Light On (Alan Longmuir Fanfiction)

Chapter 37

- June 7th 1975 -

Y/N's POV

We were in London now and it felt so nice to be out of the house. I was able to write an article about London while being here which is what felt so refreshing. I was working but also being able to have fun with the boys. The boys had a show tonight here in London which was going to be a lot of fun for them.

"I am so beyond grateful you get to be on this tour with us. I do not know what I would do without you on this tour," Alan said looking at me.

"I think you would be okay if I was not here on the tour with you guys. But I know I do add a little something while being here," I said with a chuckle.

"I am still surprised how long you two have been together," Derek said.

"It does not surprise me how long we have been together," Alan said.

"Where do you get to go to write the article you need?" Derek asked.

"I am going to go out walking along a couple of places to try and get an idea," I said.

"I think walking along the water might be good. It could be good for some inspiration," Derek said.

"I think so too and I can come with you? If you would be okay with it," Alan said looking at me.

"We have kind of all day and since it is only 11 then we have a whole day ahead of us," Derek said.

"I know," I said.

"Alright then shall we head on out?" Alan asked as he looked at me.

"Yes," I said.

"You two kids have fun walking along the waterside," Derek said.

"We will and we might walk about in a couple of other places too," Alan said.

"Like where?" Derek asked.

"I do not know if I am being honest with you. There is a lot of places we could walk about," Alan said.

We both got off of the bed.

"Well you two be safe and have fun," Derek said.

"Of course we will. You too," I said.

"I am not going to be leaving this room more than likely," Derek said.

"Well you could go back to your own hotel room?" Alan asked.

"Oh that is right I kind of forgot this is not my room," Derek said with a chuckle as he got off the chair.

"Well then," I said with a chuckle.

Derek walked out of the room in front of us and we headed out of the hotel room.

"Would you like to get a taxi?" I asked.

"I think that would be a good thing so we are not tired by tonight," Alan said.

We got a taxi and headed out to the waterside. We found this cute little lakeside. It was not a big lake but it was a good amount of water.

We sat down by the water on two rocks that were next to the lake. I had a notebook and pen with me to take some notes.

"I think it feels so good out here with the fresh air," Alan said as he looked around.

"It does feel good out here with the air," I said.

I took down a couple of notes and I took a couple of photos of Alan. I tried to catch him smiling in one of them.

"Why are you taking photos of me smiling?" he asked.

"It is something I love," I said with a smile.

"Are you supposed to include things you love in your article?" he asked.

"I am kind of able to write about whatever I want. As long as in part of it there is a mention of London inside of it," I said.

"So are you going to be talking about me in this article?" he asked.

"I might mention you once or twice depending on where the story is taking me," I said.

I looked back at the water and Alan wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"To be out here in the calm area it is so quiet," Alan said as he laid his head on my shoulder.

"Never knew something could feel so right," I said.

"Anything with you feels so good," he said with a smile.

I took down a couple of more notes that came to mind about the things I have seen in London so far. We had seen a couple of things yesterday but not too much.

"Where do you think would be a good place to go after this?" I asked.

"I think maybe we could go find a park. I think a park could be some good inspiration for your story," he said.

"I think it is nice I am able to write stories and not just edit the things people write. Being able to have creative freedom is so nice," I said.

He kissed my cheek.

"It is such a nice thing you are happy in the job you are working. I also am so happy I get to call you my soon to be wife," he said.

"Me too," I said.

"One of these days I will get to call you my wife and it is going to be one of the most beautiful things in the world," he said.

"And I am going to be able to call you my husband. I have always wanted to call you that," I said as I looked back at him,

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes," I said with a smile as I kissed his cheek.

I finished the notes I was taking and put my notebook to the side.

I laid my head against his chest since he had moved behind me. He laid his head back on mine.

"Did you ever imagine life could be so beautiful like this?" I asked.

"I never thought it would be so wonderful like this. But now I have a good idea of where you are going to be taking your story," he said.

"How do you know where I am going to be taking the story?" I asked.

"When you ask me these kind of questions it kind of gives me an idea," he said.

"Oh it does?" I asked.

"Yes, and I am excited to see how it turns out," he said.

"I am hoping it turns out good. I am going to try and write it when we get back to the hotel," I said.

"How soon do you want to go back?" he asked.

"Well if we go to the park then maybe shortly after," I said.

"Sounds perfect," he said with a smile.