JOHNS POV
I can't believe I finally had the nerve to ask katy. I had been trying to find the right time to ask her and I knew hat Christmas morning would be perfect. But as I lied in bed waiting for morning to come, the more anxious I got. I just wanted to get it over with.. I just wanted to be able to, hopefully, call her my fiancé, which worked out perfectly. I'll never do something to ruin us ever again. This was official.. and I think we've both grown, and I've definitely learned from my mistakes.
I walked down the hall, and rounded the corner to our bedroom to see katy sitting on top of the bed with her MacBook placed in front of her legs. She had on a loose sweater, her hair was doing that messy yet perfect wave it always seemed to accomplish, and she had on her big "reading glasses" though I'm not sure if they were even beneficial to her. But nonetheless they were adorable on her so who am I to have these thoughts?
After leaning against the doorframe and admiring her beauty for quite some time I decided to join her on the bed.
"Hey, baby." She said softly, but refused to look away from her screen. The light coming from the screen making her look even more radiant than ever.
"Hey, what are you doing?" I asked, kissing her shoulder as I leaned over to get a closer look. She seemed so flustered, so agitated, and I knew that whatever it was, was stressing her out.
"I have to start writing songs for my next album so I'm trying to dig up all of my lyrics I've left scattered on here somewhere." She sighed, continuing to search through every folder possible. I understand that she's busy and needs to get started but it's 11 p.m.. she needs a break.
"Cmon baby, you can start tomorrow." I said leaning over to kiss her neck, no longer able to resist her looking like this. I felt her shoulders relax as I continued but she quickly moved her body away from mine.
"I can't, John." She apologized, running her hand through her hair as she gave me a sympathetic look. Shes been working so much lately that I've barely spent any time with her. And now when I should be able to, I can't.
"Katy, please just quit for the night..." I whispered, moving her hair away from her neck as I continued working my magic there. I traveled down to her collarbone where her shirt slightly fell past her shoulder and caressed her skin with my lips. I heard the tiniest moan escape her lips, almost so tiny that I wasn't sure if it had even happened. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her towards me but she pushed me away once again. I dropped my head in disappointment and let out a sigh as she once again left me alone.
"John I told you I can't." She huffed, as I moved away from her. All I want is some time with her but apparently that's too much to ask. I hate when her job does this to her.. She gets in these moods where she feels like she can't stop, and it drives her crazy.
"I haven't seen you all day and now you're going to push me away all night?" I asked, and she sighed angrily, pushing her glasses on top of her head.
"This is my job, John. I thought you would understand." and I do understand. But I always, always, made time for her when the roles were reversed. But I wasn't going to argue with her, that's the last thing I wanted to do so I just nodded my head in agreement.
I turned the tv on and lowered the volume so I wouldn't distract her and lied there beside her. Except this time she completely ignored the fact that I was there and would every now and then let out a whine or whimper or cuss at something on her screen making me chuckle to myself. She was a piece of work, but nonetheless the best thing to happen to me. I know she was stressed, but this definitely wasn't helping anything. She was getting herself worked up and I know she just needs to relax.
