"Saviour Will Be There..." ((Andley Fanfic))

Chapter Thirty-Seven (Ending part 2)

Andy's POV:

Things went surprisingly well at the recording studio, and even as embarrassed as I was for almost having a melt down in the car with Ashley, I was able to pull through. I couldn't have done it without him. He's helped me so much, and I can't thank him enough.

I've been thinking a lot lately, and I really want to do something special for him, to show him how much he means to me. I have a few things planned for last minute, but they aren't as exciting as what I'd originally wanted.

Even though I do know how much Ashley loves me, there's still slight feelings of doubt that are holding me back from asking him what I've wanted to from the day I met him. Back then, it would have been stupid to ask such a life changing question, but as we've grown closer over the years, and now especially because we're dating, I feel the time is right. I just need to figure out how to ask him.

I'm confident right?

Right?

Maybe?

Okay, well I am when it's not something like this.

I could wait even longer to ask this specific question, but I don't want to.

I need to ask him because it's the only way I can show my true feelings of my love and apprication for him.

I haven't dated as many people as one might assume, and I honestly don't know how to confess these feelings in other way then what I have planned. I just hope it isn't too sudden. Would he turn me down if I came on too strong? I hope he doesn't feel like I'm smothering him. Even worse what if he thinks I'm just desperate? What if- what if he rejects me?

Maybe now isn't the best time for this. I'll just wait for things to fall into place naturally. I don't want to rush things.

I just want to be with Ashley forever. I want him to know that. I want to wake up every morning by his side, and fall asleep at night just the same.

Call me crazy but I may or may not have stopped at a certain jewelry shop, (the same one where I bought his necklace) and after hours of browsing, might have found the perfect item to assist me in confessing my deepest feelings for him. I hope he appreciates the gesture instead of turning me down like the scenarios in my head always play out.

That would crush me. It would probably shatter my almost remended heart back into pieces; if that happened, I wouldn't ever gather them up again. I wouldn't want to.

As the day progressed, I spent most of my time locked in my bedroom trying to come up with the words to say that would possibly make Ashley mine forever. I wrote my thoughts out on notebook paper, several different times. I ended up ripping the papers to shreds and starting again with a blank space. I was nearly ready to pull my hair out in frustration as I tried to write up a romantic, but not too sappy speech. It didn't please me in the way I'd hoped, so again, that paper was crumpled up and tossed into the wicker trash can beside my bedroom door.

Maybe I needed to state things plain and simple.

Just write how you feel.

I had been pacing, notebook in hand, until I came up with the perfect first sentence.

'I've loved you from the day I met you, and the first time our eyes locked, I knew it was you I wanted to spend forever with. It has always been you; it will always be you,'

I sat at the foot of my bed, chewing on the end of my pen. I re-read what I'd written and was somewhat pleased with it.

I ended the rough draft of my love letter with four little words; despite how small, there's a possibility they'd have a major effect on our lives.