Austin's POV
I watch as she talks with my designer, lightly laughing in the process. My heart skips a beat at the beautiful sound. I watch as her eyes crinckle up hiding her beautiful eyes that light up when she's talking about something she loves. I make my way over to the couch she's sitting on and slide in beside her. She looks over at me and smiles before leaning into my side. Her touch gives me a warm feeling that no one else's does. It reminds me of the warm feeling you get when the sun finally comes out on a windy, rainy day and you can feel it radiate across your skin.
I'm brought out of thoughts when she pulls away, leaving behind an empty feeling. I look back at her and she's sat up continuing her conversation with my designer. I watch her facial expressions as she speaks. I watch how when she concentrates she furrows her eyebrows and licks her lips and how she runs her fingers through her hair every once in awhile giving it a light tug before tossing it perfectly to the side. To me she's just so "Beautiful".
"Thanks" she says looking back at me. I hadn't realized I had said that out loud but it was true and she needed to know that.
"Austin babe are you okay" she asks turning towards me. He voice rings softly in my ears as it travels through my body causing it to erupt. She's giving me a confused look but even in this state she absolutely breath taking. She may not be dressed up to the max or half naked to get my attention because even in sweat pants and a baggie jacket she's still the most beautiful person ever.
"Austin" she says again drawing me from my thoughts.
"I'm fine beautiful" I say placing a soft kiss to her forehead. A soft hum erupts from her throat and I smile against her forehead. I take in a deep breath and breathe in her intoxicating smell. She has a sweet smell one that almost comes about naturally. Everyone always searches for that one thing in life that will always make them happy and that is perfect and to me that was her. She was the reason for my good days or the reason for my mood change on my bad days. She was always there and I always wanted her there. I wanted her with me always and forever because I was in love with her. I'm one hundred percent in love with her and I have just now realized that. My eyes flicker to her beautiful smile and the butterflies erupt. She's mine and I'm happy I'm going to always be happy if she's with me. I watch as my designer leaves and its just me and her in the room. Its quiet for a while as she just leans into me resting her head on my shoulder and playing with our fingers.
"I love you" I say tilting my head down to look at her. She looks back up at me and smiles. Its not the smile she gives the cameras or to people when she's being nice its her personalized smile for me.
"I love you too" she finally says leaning up to connect her lips with mine. They are soft and delicate just like her but that doesn't matter because she has me and she will always have me.
