Alex's P.O.V
I sighed and ended the call, walking out the room. I saw Dan and nearly had a freaking heart attack. "Jesus, Dan! Scare the shit out of me why don't you?" He just laughed as I recovered from my scare before freezing, "Did you hear any of that?"
He nodded slowly. "I heard about the proposing, yeah... And I understand now about how you're protective of me. I'm still pissed at you for scaring Phil away though, but I kind of understand now."
"I'm only trying to keep you safe, Dan... I'm sorry about being a bitch and making you cry. I feel horrible because I've made the two people I love most cry on the same day." I ran a hand through my hair, messing it up even more. "Please don't tell Jack about the proposing? Anyway... It's not gonna happen."
"It's okay, Lex. Just please go easy on Jack? He's fine, just upset." He assured before frowning. "Why? Jack definitely wants you to propose. He told me the other day. He tried to make it into a joke but I know he's one hundred percent serious about it."
I smiled a little. Jack really wanted to get married? "I want to propose. I have done for the past year, but we haven't had time for me to do what I need to. We had our tour, the pressure of writing a new album, finding the right house to move into and getting you back to yourself after... Y'know the incident." I saw the pain of remembering 'the incident' cover Dan's face and I quickly changed subject. "I've already bought the ring, but I asked Joe, Jack's big brother, tonight if it'd be okay for me to propose... He said no."
Dan took a deep breath, trying to shake the images of what had happened out of his mind. "How do you want to propose? And why do you need Joe's permission? You're an adult, Alex, you don't act like one at all with the amount of dick jokes you tell, but you are an adult."
I shook my head a little. "That doesn't change anything. Joe and I get on well, we do, but he still doesn't like me dating Jack. He said if anyone dates Jack then he's glad it's me, but if I propose he'll kick my ass... I want to propose on mine and Jack's anniversary. I was going to take him out somewhere nice, then bowling to, uh... Reminisce old times." I said, thinking back to the 'naked bowling adventure' we had. "And I want to get a sticky label that says 'will you marry me?' And stick it on the bowling ball so when Jack picks it up, he sees it."
"Wow. That's actually really sweet, Alex. I didn't know you could be a romantic person... If you love Jack as much as you say you do, then just propose. Then work together with Jack to convince Joe. That's my advice." He yawned a little.
"I don't really like romance, but I'll do it for Jack." I thought for a moment before nodding. "Thanks, bro. Go to bed, I'll see you in the morning."
He yawned again and nodded "Night, see you in the morning." He replied before walking back to his room.
I slowly walked down stairs, thinking what to do as I walked into the living room.
I smiled softly, my train of thought fading as I saw my Jack, who was curled up on the couch fast asleep with Olivia and Sebastian (Our dogs) asleep beside him.
I grabbed a blanket and draped it over his beautiful, sleeping form, my heart aching as I saw his closed eyes were red and puffy, obviously from crying earlier.
I leant down, brushing his brown and blonde fringe from his face and pecking his forehead softly. "Night sweetheart. I love you." I whispered before standing up and walking out the room.
I sat on the edge of mine and Jack's bed, unable to sleep without my boyfriend being pressed up against me. I reached into my bedside table and grabbed my little black notebook, which held all my song lyrics and ideas.
I grabbed a pen, quickly jotting down a few words that I could maybe turn into a song with the help from the band. 'I can't sleep at all without you pressed up against me... I've settled for long distant calls I'm lost in empty pillow talk again...' I looked to the alarm clock and saw it was getting really late.
I placed my song book back in it's place and turned my lamp off, curling up in the covers and hugging Jack's pillow close to my chest, taking in the scent as I slowly drifted off into a dreamless sleep. I only ever dreamed when Jack was next to me. I'd dream of our future and how much he means to me when he was right beside me in my arms, but without him, I didn't dream.
I love him so much and I had a lot of apologising to do for how I'd yelled at him and made him cry, I felt so goddam guilty.
