Miranda's pov
Back at my house, my hands are tingling with excitement. I can't believe that record company wants US! "Hey Miranda, you've been super jittery since we left. What's up?" He asks. "The past week has probably been the greatest week in my entire life, not including our years in high school. But just seeing you again caused something inside me to just completely and totally-" He puts a finger to my lips, shutting me up instantly. The burning sensation increases at his firm but gentle touches. "I know what you mean.... And I've.... Felt the same way for years.... I just figured by now you'd have moved on." He says. "I never.... I never could move on. When you left.... You took my heart with you." He smiles and kisses me, a light but very passionate kiss that if he wasn't holding my arms right now I'd be on my knees. "I wish I could go back in time and slap myself silly for leavin' you here." I smile. "It's not bad. It only makes me want you twenty times more." He kisses me again, his strong beautiful hands resting on my neck. "If those hands can play guitar, I'm sure they can still pleasure a girl like all those years ago." I whisper. "Oh baby these hands can do so much more."
*after*
I don't know why but I just get so lost in his eyes, like I'm tangled up, lost inside a maze. His rough calloused hands rest against my belly as we look into each other's eyes. "I never thought I'd get to tell myself my one true love came home." "I'm home babe, and I'm not going anywhere not for a long time." I sit up unable to fight back the tears anymore. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" He gasps, alarmed sitting up too. "Nothing. I'm just so glad. I missed you so much. I love you so much." I say, hugging him and letting the tears hit the blankets. "I missed you too. I never stopped loving you." He says, a hand on my head, his fingers twisting in my hair. "I may have lost you once but.... That will never happen again."
*one week later*
Lying in bed thinking about the last few weeks, while Jason takes a shower They always say if you love someone let them go, if they come back to you, it was meant to be, if they don't well then it wasn't really love at all. But my love came back. I knew it would end up like this. I knew I'd finally end up happy again. When I saw him in the parking lot that day I thought I'd give him a piece of my mind but instead I gave him a bigger piece of my heart since he never let go of the piece he already had. I write a note to Jason and head over to talk to my brother. He's on the front porch swing on his phone, probably Instagram or Facebook. He looks up when I close my truck door. He walks off the porch to greet me but I throw my arms around his neck in a tight hug. "Uh... Ok what was that?!" He gapes thoroughly confused. "Thank you so much." I say. He's still confused. "For what?" "For marrying Kasi. It brought my asphalt cowboy back to me and I've never been happier." I reply. He smiles. "When you're happy I'm happy little sis." He says, patting my head.
Jason's pov
I dry my hair with a towel and walk back into the bedroom. A note lay on the night table. I pick it up. My dearest Jason, I've gone to visit my brother. Meet me in the park at noon for a night you'll never forget. Remember the past is history, tomorrow is a mystery but right now is a gift, that's why we call it the present. Signed the happiest girl on the planet. A soft smile lands on my face as I pocket the note. "Its a gift every time I get to see you smile." I whisper, thinking about the one girl I couldn't stop thinking about every second of every day that we were apart. I put my cowboy hat on and head to the park with a dozen freshly picked orchids. Her favorite flower. She leans against a tree, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. I smile and walk over. "Hey sweet girl." I hand her the flowers. "Thanks. You remembered my favorite flower!" I nod. "I remembered everything about you baby." I say, kissing her. "My buddy Blake wrote this song a few years ago and most of it defines exactly how I feel." She says, picking up her guitar. "You gonna play me a song darlin'?" She smiles. "Yeah. I hope you like it. It's called God gave me you." She says. We kiss one more time before she starts the song. Her voice is just so melodious. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. She takes a deep breath and sings. "I've been a walking heartache, I've made a mess of me. The person that I've been lately ain't who I wanna be, but ya stay here right beside me and watch as the storm blows through and I need you. Cause God gave me you for the ups and downs, God gave me you for the days of doubt. For when I think I lost my way there are no words here left to say it's true God gave me you! There's more here than what we're seeing. A divine conspiracy, that you a hot cowboy could somehow fall for me but you'll always be love's great martyr and I'll be the flattered fool and I need you..." She does the chorus again. The last verses really speak to me. "On my own I'm only half of what I could be I can't do without you. We are stitched together and what love has tethered I pray we never undo..." She lowers the guitar, looking me right in the eyes. "God gave me you and that's all I need." She whispers, kissing me. The guitar hits the ground, my hands wrap around her.
*later*
We sit in front of the tree, her in my lap, her head against my chest and her arms around my neck. "I'll never know what it's like to be lonely." I whisper, kissing her head. "What do you mean?" She asks, looking up, meeting my eyes again. "Before I left, I had you. After I left, your memories kept me company. And now all these years now that I'm back, I have you back, in the flesh. I promise you this baby girl, I'm never gonna give you up again." She bursts into tears again. "True love knows no barriers." She whispers, kissing me.
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A wedding to remember
FanfictionIt's been almost 12 years since Jason abandoned everything he knew to become an adventurer. Now all those years later, he's lived in the Amazon, explored the frozen tundra, sailed the seven seas and anything else you can think of. But what happens w...
