Wildflower: Janoskian Fanfiction

Chapter 35

BEAU POV

It was 5 o' clock in the morning, and I heard a small rasping at my window. A bird? I asked myself. Surely to god it had to be. I turned over and covered my head with my pillow, trying to drown out the noise.

Minute after minute passed and the rasping continued. It was rhythmic now, like the sound of a beating rain.

I uncovered my head with the pillow and stared at the window, as if it had the audacity to continue to disturb me.

Then I saw a tiny pebble hit the window.

"Who the hell?" I mumbled to myself as I got out of bed, trying to wipe the sleep from my eyes.

I unhinged the latch on the window and poked my head out, trying to see who was throwing the damned pebbles.

With blurry morning vision, I could only make out the figure of a tall, brown headed girl in leggings and a sweat shirt, with a handful of tiny rocks. I focused my vision, almost certain it was my mind playing tricks on me. It can't be.

"Beau!" She called out as she ran to the window, reaching up for my hands as she got to the wall. "Sweetheart, pull me in! We need to talk!"

My vision focused, and I could see her. The love of my life, Molly, standing there, begging for me to pull her into my room. I smiled at her, too excited to register what she was saying.

"What the hell are you doing here!?" I asked happily. "Why aren't you on a plane?!" I asked as I finally reached my hands out to pull her in.

"I only said that so you and the Janoskians would make up! But then I realized I couldn't afford the ticket, and even then, I could never leave you like that!" she confessed as her feet climbed up the brick wall with me pulling her in.

When she finally made it to the window pane, I took her in my arms squeezing her tighter than I ever had before. We soon lost our balance, and came tumbling to the floor. Together, we rolled around on my rug, hugging and kissing, not wanting to let eachother go for a minute.

"I missed you so much, Wildflower," I whispered in her delicate ear.

She smiled as my breath hit her temple.

"I missed you too, sweetheart...." Our eyes met and I looked at her longingly. We leaned in and our lips met for another, sentimental kiss.

I held the back of her head as I got on top of her, tangling my fingers in her hair, pulling her closer to me. Her arms wrapped around my back as she pulled my hair playfully. I pulled away, still unable to believe that she was here infront of me.

Her eyes were large and innocent. Amazed and longing. I saw her face looking out of a plane, flying farther and farther away from me, and the strange feeling of my heart being stretched across the Atlantic to her. But she wasn't on a plane. She was right here in front of me.

"Please don't do that again, Molly..." I asked her as I looked down at her.

Her eyes grew a tear that fell down her temple into her chocolate hair. I wiped away the trail, as she looked at me with apologetic eyes. "I never will, Beau...It was a stupid decision...I never will again..."

I smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

We laid there for a couple minutes, just enjoying eachother's company.

I looked into her lovely eyes, seeing all the wonderful things about her. She may have made a mistake with the threat, but I knew her intentions were selfless, and how could I ever be mad at that?

Our eyes met and she smiled so brightly at me. I kissed her again on the cheeks. My love, my girlfriend. Girlfriend...just girlfriend.

"So....so you know, huh?" I asked her.

She furrowed her brow but did not ask what I meant.

"About the proposal?" I continued.

When I said that I could see a part of her grow sad. Her happy eyes drooped and looked down at my chin instead of in my eyes. I sat us both up and she still refused to look in my eyes. I held her chin gently and lifted her face up, so I could look into her teary eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked my baby.

She tried to dip her head down again, but my hand held her up. She returned to look at me, and let a tear fall down her cheek. "I love you so much...I just don't know what to do about a proposal..."

My heart sunk when I heard her words. I suspected she would feel this way, which is why I decided to wait. But now that the cat was out of the bag it all changed.

"Wildflower..." I whispered as I held her against me, letting her bury her teary eyes on my chest. "Don't worry about that...I'm sorry I brought it up...I didn't mean to upset you..."

She curled into me as I rocked her back and forth. It killed me to tell her this. If I had it my way we would be married already, or at least engaged. But she felt differently and I had to acknowledge that.

"Beau that's not it either!" she whimpered.

I held her out, trying to look at her in the eyes again. They were red and streaky. "It's not that..." she repeated more calmly.

After a period of silence I grew impatient. "What darling?"

She wiped her eyes, and continued. "I would love to marry you, but I don't want to now...I want to wait..."

A breath of relief entered my lungs and a smiled struck my lips. She did want to marry me. "That's wonderful, Wildflower!" I told her. "I would love that too.."

She smiled at me and even giggled at her excitement. "So I guess were pre-engaged?" she joked.

I smiled at her, elated that she was happy and wanted to be my wife. "Engaged to be engaged to be married..." I grinned as our foreheads touched. She giggled again, and I closed the space between us with a long, passionate kiss.