Unexpected

Changes of plan.

Ville's Perspective.

I woke up this morning with her head on my chest. We must've fallen asleep during the movie last night. I've been living a routine for the last couple of years. A lonely one. Boozing until I didn't have a coherent thought, pulling all nighters and non stop touring. Silent misery. She fell into my life out of nowhere and you couldn't wipe the smile off of my face.

I'm already a hopeless romantic and she is fanning the fire burning in the very pit of my heart without any effort whatsoever. Sex? I'd give my left nut to have sex with her. She's beautiful. But my heart won't let me.

She's not a typical, cheap groupie, not that I often sleep with groupies. She's definitely much more. I only have a month with her though. And when it comes time for her to leave... I..I see myself sinking back into the same dark place I was before. I'm trying to enjoy the time with her I have but the anxiety is seeping in.

"Wake up, sweet." I murmured into her ear.

She had drooled a little on me. It was somehow adorable.

"Mmphhh."

"Come on. I'll cook you breakfast."

"No. It's warm here. I wanna stay."

"Then I guess I'll just have to carry you down over my shoulder"

"Please don't, Ville." She said with a groggy laugh.

"Coffee and eggs?"

"I just want to stay in this bed."

"You're not going to make this easy now are you?"

"But..."

"No buts. Now let's see, sorry I don't have much carnivorous foods laying about. Just eggs."

"Sleep would be fine." She groaned.

"You're not much of a morning person are you?" I laughed.

"How'd you manage to figure that out?" She said while trying to tame her slept on hair. She was even beautiful while still half asleep.

"I should probably go and make that coffee now."

"Or bring me back to bed." She said while putting her arms around me.

"Sounds tempting, love. But you should probably wake up. Don't you have work to do today?"

"Shhhh. Why are you yelling?"

I have no idea what I've gotten myself into with this one.

"Y'know, I have nothing planned for the day if you'd like to spend it with me?"

"Does that mean we can take naps?"

"If that's really what you want. But just one. Not multiple." I said while laughing. But after that we're going on an adventure and that's that."

She groaned and even stamped her tiny feet a little but she wrinkled her nose at me when she realized I wasn't budging.

We sat outside in my garden drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes until well in the afternoon, skipping our nap. When her phone started ringing.

That damned phone call from her mother.

I watched her beautiful face go from glowing to turning a shade of ash and her vibrant eyes going hollow. I sat on the edge of my seat waiting for her to tell me what was going on when she finally hung up and the tears began to run down her cheeks.

"My..." she said as she began to trail off.

"Spit it out, love. You have me on edge."

"My.. dad had a heart attack." she fumbled out. I need to get home now." she said jumping out of her chair so abruptly that it fell behind her.

"Marley, hold on!"

"I can't. I have to get to him as soon as possible." She sobbed out.

"You can't go by yourself, Marley. You're too distraught. I'll go with you." I said pulling her into me to hold her.

"I can't ask that of you, Ville. You have your own life here. This is my life." she said through tears. "We don't even know each other well enough for you to get wrapped up into this. I couldn't ask that of you."

"You're not asking anything of me. I offered and I refuse to let you deal with this alone for hours on a plane."

"Thank you so much."

In a flash we were both packed and on a plane back to the US. It was obvious her father meant the world to her. Her mother kept us as up to date as she could, but she was anxious to be by his bedside and I kept her as positive as I could.

She stared out of the window blankly for most of the first flight but I held her hand the entire time making sure she knew she wasn't alone. I forced her to eat in the airport before we boarded the next flight with little success but she was a bit more talkative which had me relieved but I knew she was hurting.

It was obvious. And It broke my heart. Which was about the same time I realized I was beginning to fall in love with this woman. In such a short amount of time it seems impossible.

But I think my heart knew I would fall from the first time I saw her face. But my head was finally catching up. I'll admit at times I'm a selfish bastard and I'm not the perfect man but all I've wanted since laying my eyes on her was to be near her. Nothing more. I didn't expect anything of her and that was terrifying.