Janthony fanfics

Give me love

Give me love like her / Cause lately I've been waking up alone

Jasmine  woke up that morning, hoping that when she opened her eyes, she'd see light brown ones staring right back at her. But when she finally opened them, she saw an empty room.
She'd been waking up to this for years now, after Anthony  left her exactly three years ago. They had been living together and dating, and Jasmine  was planning to ask to marry him  that week, when Anthony  just left. No goodbyes, just a note telling her that he  loved her and not to find him. Jasmine obviously tried to find him , but she gave up after 300 days. She went back to her normal life routine- waking up, working at a café for the time being ,watching television, clubbing her sorrows away then sleeping, but it was never the same. There was never any soul in her anymore.
Jasmine's  friends tried to get her find someone else, and they had forced her on blind dates before, but jasmine  never even tried to get to know the person opposite the table from herself. She wasn't going to let Anthony  go like that. And Jasmine knew that she would never find someone else, because there was no one like him .

Anthony spent every minute of his  life crying. There wasn't much point doing anything, he  was supposed to be dead a year ago. It had been three years since the diagnosis, but Anthony  replayed that day in his head all the time, wishing he'd  let Jasmine  comfort him  instead of just leaving.

It was Anthony's  birthday. He  had woken up to the scent of Jasmine , and they shared a lazy  you anything. He  didn't tell me much either, but he  said..." She paused, gasping for air. "She said that if he died, then I would hear news. I'm not supposed to tell you, but you ought to know this much. You'll be the first one I call."

Jasmine  nodded gratefully, and Anthony's  mother pulled her into an embrace as Jasmine  sobbed into her chest. "I was.. I was going to propose tonight," Jasmine managed to say in between her sobs. Anthony's  mother only hugged Jasmine  tighter.

Anthony  would stare at the phone all the time, wondering if he should call Jasmine  and explain, or apologize, or try to meet her again. He longed to be by Jasmine's  side, enjoying her presence. But every day that passed was a day closer to his imminent death. So every day he would pick up that phone, dial Jasmine's  number and end up cutting the phone off.
And he  would drown in his own tears, until he had found the strength to get up and go to the store and buy another ten bottles.he knew he  shouldn't be drinking, but hell, he was going to die soon anyway. So every night Anthony  would get drunk, and go unconscious without thinking about Jasmine  until he  woke up. Then he would cry, try to call Jasmine , and get drunk all over again. He let out a laugh, wondering what Jasmine  would think of his if she saw him in this state.

Jasmine craved Anthony's  touch all the time. She especially missed sleeping with him, jnot just in the way that you think, but cuddling, or letting Anthony  hold her.sHe  missed his  smell, his  soft skin, his everything. She  wished  that Anthony  was here today, spending her 29th  birthday with Jasmine . On usual mornings, Jasmine  would try her best brush all thoughts of Anthony  away and manage to make it to work without crying. But she couldn't today. It was Anthony's  birthday, and she wanted to be lazing in bed with him , taking turns to hold each other. Every time Jasmine  realized that Anthony  wasn't here today, she would start crying all over again. She would just have to call in sick today.

Give a little time to me or burn this out
Time was exactly what Anthony needed, and time was exactly what Jasmine  didn't give Him . Three years ago, when Anthony was diagnosed with cancer, he ran home, not wanting to waste a moment with Jasmine But things didn't go as planned.

He was going to tell Jasmine  the truth, and spend every minute of his  last two years by Jasmine's  side. She picked up her phone to call Jasmine  and tell her to come home, but with her hands shaking so violently, he  dropped his  phone under their bed. Anthony  crawled underneath the bed to get it, when he  noticed a little square box he  had never seen before. Jasmine  didn't hide things from Anthony , she didn't have to. It must have dropped under the bed, just like Anthony's  phone. Curiosity got the better of him , and He  opened the box.
He gasped and his eyes refilled themselves with tears. It was a a really nice  ring for a guy , with The Letters A&J engraved on the inside of it. Usually, Anthony would have snorted at Jasmine's  choice of hiding place, but now he  could only feel sadness. Jasmine  couldn't propose, not right now ,he wasn't against jasmine proposing to him in fact he was almost about to do it himself . He  couldn't break the news of his illness right after such a happy moment, but Anthony  couldn't let Jasmine  marry him  either.