Lennon Miller and Jack Hughes were once inseparable. Being born on the same day, in the same hospital to moms who were best friends would do that to two people.
Every memory Lennon had as a child consisted of the brunette boy at her side. He was he...
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"Daydreams of the romance, daydreams of you. My pretty woman in a ballgown. I'm Richard Gere in a tux. ~*~*~
"You're taking me skating again?" I ask as Jack pulls the car into a parking spot. We drove about an hour away to a small lake that has been turned into an ice rink. It's in a beautiful area, the holidays are just dying down so there's a few decorations placed sporadically. Forgotten Christmas lights still twinkling in the distance.
"I am." He helps me out of the car before heading to the back to grab everything he brought. I watch in silence as Jack sets up a picnic scene on the edge of the frozen lake.
He motions for me to come closer. Jack helps me tie on my skates that he bought me for Christmas. They fit perfectly and sparkle under the early morning sun. I'm so glad I dressed warm because there is a chill in the air as snow blankets our surroundings.
It's getting towards the end of January but the cold still hasn't let up. It doesn't bother me much anymore. I think this is the first time in a long time I've felt peace within the snow. All the years I was alone I hated it, I couldn't leave my house and I had no friends to enjoy it with.
Now that I have Jack again I find myself loving it like I used to. There's something so calm and gentle. It's quiet. It's beautiful.
I have never been happier. Ever since Jack and I got into that argument and then literally fucked our feelings out he as been treating me like a princess. It's been absolute bliss. I think we both realized that things between us aren't fake anymore. We haven't really talked about it but our feelings are real and that's that.
"Come here." Jack holds his hand out to me and helps me glide out onto the ice. His nose and cheeks are red from the cold. He's all bundled up, long hair peaking through his Devil's beanie.
We skate around in silence for a few laps just allowing each other to enjoy the moment. I love sitting in silence with him. Sometimes when I don't feel like talking Jack just understands without me having to say anything. Silence with him is comfortable, it's welcoming.
"Can I ask why you brought me here?" Jack asked me to go on a date this morning. It's our first date as an official couple.
"I forgot how much I loved being on the ice with you. It reminds me of all the days we'd skate until the sun went down. My mom would force us inside and we'd eat a ridiculous amount of food and fall asleep on the floor in the living room."
My smile is wide as I turn to him. "Those were some of my favorite moments as well."
"I want to make new ones." His voice is dripping with sincerity.
Feeling confident I spin around on my skates so that we are facing each other. Pushing backwards I drag us across the ice. "I do too. We have plenty of time to do that. We have of birthdays, Halloweens, random Tuesdays. This is just the beginning."
"I love you, Lennon."
Pulling him into a hug I rest my head against his chest. His heartbeat is soothing, it matches in rhythm to mine. It makes me realize how much I want to spend the rest of my life listening to his heart beat in his strong chest.
I want to be there for every step of Jack's career. I missed so much of his life and he missed so much of mine. From here on out I vow to not miss a single moment. Not of his life, not of his brothers lives. They have always meant to much to me.
"I love you, Jack."
We hold each other tightly in the middle of that frozen lake. Neither of us wants to let go for the fear of losing the other. After so many years of emotional turmoil. Of pain and heartache, the last thing we want to do is let go.
Now that I have him back in my life it's hard to imagine the thought of letting him go. I don't want to spend another second without him by my side. My chest physically hurts at the idea of not having him next to me.
"Come on, let's go eat." Jack's voice is gravelly. Thick with emotion as he tugs me towards the frozen shore.
I don't protest the feeling of my skates gliding across the ice in the direction of Jack. It shows in that moment what has always been true, I will follow him anywhere. I will dive head first into whatever battle we come across. I am only as strong as my strongest solider and for my entire life, all the strength I've carried has come directly from Jack.
~*~*~
"Aren't you cold yet?" Jack yells from his spot on the blanket.
I've been skating back and forth for well over an hour now. My passion for skating was sucked out of my soul when Jack broke my heart. Now that I have him back things that I used to love are seeping back in and I'm once again finding joy in the little things in life.
I pull a really lousy attempt at a flying spin that ends with me almost smacking my face of the ice.
"Lennon!" Jack screams in panic.
"I'm fine." I groan as I gather my feet under my body. My ass is sore from breaking my fall and I'm starting to feel the cold air as it hits my skin, wet from falling to the ice. Jack is at my side in seconds, scooping me up bridle style and shuffling across the ice. He took his skates off a while ago so he risked an injury running across the ice in just his shoes.
"Seriously Jack, I'm fine you can put me down."
He doesn't say a word as he carries me to the car and sets me down in the passenger seat. "Take your skates off I'll be right back."
He shuts the door before I have a chance to protest and takes off to gather our things. I toss my skates in the back and before I know it we are pulling out of the parking spot and heading home. The drive is only an hour so I prop my feet on the dash and look out the window.
Once we are home Jack insists on carrying me up the stairs. He won't let me walk and helps me change out of my clothes into something more comfortable. While he's not looking I walk out of the room and plant my ass on the couch.
"Baby what are you doing? Your ankle could be sprained. I also watched you land on your wrist let me look at it."
His panicked face is really cute but it's starting to be overbearing. I grip the collar of his shirt and tug him down onto the couch next to me. "Would you quit fussing and watch a movie with me?"
It takes a while before he finally settles down and we spend the rest of the night cuddled up on the couch watching random movies.
Wrapping my arms around Jack's waist I bury my face into his chest, laying my body on top of his. He smells like he did when we were younger, only more mature if that's possible with a scent. I used to dread the changes we would make. I didn't want to know what he would be like when he was older because I loved who he was then.
Now, the changes remind me to look towards a better future. They remind me that in order to live my life with the man I love I can't stay in the past. I also want to make new memories. I want to get married, have kids, get a dog. I want to decorate our first house, teach our kids how to skate.
His soul is so intertwined with mine it's almost unbelievable. Everything that I am matches everything that he is. I truly believe he is my soulmate.
