Once In A Lifetime (Katy Perry/John Mayer Fanfic)

Chapter Fifty-Two: A Heart, Hard To Hold

"No, like, literally babes, you have no idea how excited I am to see you. It's been too long!" I said excitedly into my iPhone as I held it up to my ear, slightly awkwardly leaning my head on my elbow as to juggle making a cup of coffee at the same time.

"I can't wait," Angela replied sweetly on the phone. "Honestly, I've missed you sis. So much."

"You too," I sighed back, a little nostalgia rushing through my veins as I thought about the distance placed between us - which funnily enough, represented a lot of things actually. The contrast of my sister and I's lives - where she could do, honestly, whatever she wanted, wherever she wanted. Whereas I, was constricted solely to the rules of fame and living in Los Angeles. I couldn't even walk to the trashcan outside without the risk of being photographed. "I miss the old times, y'know?"

"'Me too, I really do," Her sweet voice replied, making me smile though a little sadly as I stirred the coffee mixture quietly, and lazily. "But I am so proud of you, you never fail to make me proud to be your big sister."

"You're the best sister ever, Ange. Honest. I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me..." I stated, my voice going a little quiet as I drifted toward the end of my sentence, not entirely wanting to bring up my past again. Luckily, with my sister, I didn't have to. She knew. She always knew, and that was the best thing in the entire world.

"I'm so happy that you are happy with John," She said in a lighter tone, making my heartbeat pump a little faster at the mention of his name. "I really like him. I mean it. I have a good feeling about him."

"Me too," I smiled back, the grin on my face feeling as if my cheeks were being stretched to the maximum capacity. "I think he's a keeper."

A giggle on her end of the phone was enough to make the both of us have a slight moment of nothing but just the sound of one another's chuckle, one of the happiest feelings in the world. I was so, so happy right now. With everything in my life. My past no longer bothered me, and my future no longer scared me. I loved the person I was becoming... But she had long been a work in progress.

"Anyway, I have to get ready for breakfast with Mom and Dad. I'll tell them you said hi. I can't wait to see you on Friday night, sis. I love you," Angela's sweet, soothing voice murmured softly on the phone, making me feel so comforted and so... At home, despite the fact that Santa Barbara was more than a hundred miles away from my home here in the Hollywood Hills.

"I can't wait to see you. I love you too," I replied back before hanging up the phone, placing my phone down on the counter as I let out a blissful sigh, cupping my mug of coffee in my hands as I looked out towards the garden from the kitchen window, adorned in my comfortable pajama pants and a tank top.

A buzz from my phone on the kitchen counter made me turn my head, drifting my focus from my peaceful daydream as I walked back over to it, smiling as I saw John's name on the screen.

Come to the studio... There's something I need to show/ask you.
J, X

I shot a quick 'Okay, I'll be there soon' text back before gathering my things, wondering what on earth he could possibly need me at the studio for - but I didn't, well, I mean, I tried not to be too curious about it. I highly doubted I could figure it out, anyway.

John had a knack of doing things I didn't know about, hence the surprise from his end was always a surprise. Our relationship, to that degree, had been incredible as of late. I personally felt closer than ever to him, like this love was absolutely priceless - my love in my heart for him was insane. It was almost as if he truly was a part of me at this point, and I found that I constantly craved his opinion on even the smallest of decisions I had to make on my part. I wanted to hear his opinion, his voice, his stance on everything. I respected him, and perhaps it was something refreshing for me to have in a relationship - mutual respect. It wasn't 'I'm a man, you're the woman' - like it was with Russell. It was a wonderful, democratic balance which suited us perfectly - perhaps it was due to the fact we were both musicians, both under the spotlight, or maybe it was because we had known one another as something rather than a partner for years beforehand.