Jacobs POV:
Sooooooo, it's been like a day since I've seen Laila and I'm having some form of separation anxiety. I'm used to have her by my side 24/7, it's been like this for six months, while traveling though Europe I made sure to never lose sight of her for safety purposes...and maybe a little for my own ;). Okay okay, yes she's drop dead gorgeous why wouldn't I want to gawk at her all the time. You'd think that the fizzing passion would have worn off by now, best friends for seventeen years, dating for almost five?? Nope, still there.
After a warm welcome from my family yesterday I pretty much passed out in the comfort of my own bed. Jet lag is a bitch. Oh and my bed kinda helped. You don't even know how much you miss your own bed after you haven't slept in it for months.
My mom oh so graciously woke me from a deep sleep because she wanted the family to gather in the living room. Jokes on her, I can just fall asleep on the couch.
" CAROLIIINE" I shouted as I lazily strut past her room, what? If I have to go down there so does she.
" yeah yeah I know Mom told me too" she replied in a much calmer manner than I initially shouted.
"So what's up?" I asked my dad sinking into the squishy love seat in the living room. Couch? What couch? It was already occupied. My mom sitting across from me with her legs neatly folded, possessing a sheepish grin, my dad sitting in a less painful, manly manner had the same facial expression. After a few moments of awkward silence Caroline came running into the area sliding on the wood floor in her socks, well that's a way to make an entrance. She stoped in a pose, flashing her left hand towards me. An engagement ring?? AN ENGAGEMENT RING???
" Um...what's that?" I ask, like I don't already know. She made an effort to put on a show so I might as well let her blow the news.
" I'm engaged !!!" She shouts/squeals / happy dances as she says it.
In response I jump up and begin to dance around with her. This is really great news, we've all been expecting Tanner to propose for quite some time now.
A celebration dinner was made in my honor of return yesterday and in honor of Caroline's engagement, and ohhhh my have I missed Mom as cooking. She did come on tour with me but she was never able to cook, hotels don't provide that kind of service. *que dramatic eyerolls*
After that delicious meal that sent my tastebuds to the moon, I glanced out my window that faces Laila's house. "We need a break from each other" we need a break my ass. We've been able to talk and see each other at our own free will for as long as we can remember, until now. Our parents don't want us becoming so attached that we can't live a moment without each other. I mean it's a little to late, but I have will power. I have will power. Oh screw it I don't have will power. I see her through my window, and there she is in all her messy hair glory.....I think I have an addiction.
Shes sitting on her bed, doing whatever she does on her phone, probably reading, I look down to see if I'm presentable, oh pants and t-shirt, she's seen worse.
She doesn't even notice me open my window and sit on the ledge, she's too focused on her phone. I sway my legs back and fourth, looking into her window and examining her room. There's clothes all around the floor, probably from unpacking, a couple suit cases by her door, a few books and envelopes on her nightstand, probability from yesterday.
Seeing the envelope on her night stand reminds me of the one that's on mine, I still need to talk to her about that. I mean I haven't opened it yet. I wonder if she ever applied of colleges? Well of course she did, she's a major brainiac.
She still hasn't looked up yet, so I began to whistle to get her attention. Just like that she pears up from her phone and immediately smiles, which causes me to smile. Aghhhhhh ever time.
Ignoring my mothers advice to give her some space, I stand on the ledge and step over to hers, just like we used to do as kids. As I speed foot in her familiar room I look back in mine at the envelope. We can save that for another day.
Even if it's just watching a movie it helping her unpack it's still time with her that's I've missed, even after one lousy day.
" okay I know this is crazy but I'm having separation anxiety" I blurt out. She just giggles. That stupid cute giggle. She steps close to me, messes up my already messy hair, wrapping her arms around my neck, and then gently presses her lips to mine. A kiss a day keeps me happy...maybe a little more;).
AN: okay I'm super duper extremely sorry for not updating in like three months. Shame on me, I know I know. I thought my heart just wasn't into writing about Jacob anymore, and tbh it's not. I still love writing and typing this up today made me realize that I've put a lot into this book so I'm going to finish it out strong. If any of you guys have any ideas of what you'd like to see happen then let me know in the comments and for all you who wonder, yes I read them, all of them. Just because it's been so long I'll use all my spare time that I have, and hate having, to write another chapter. Happy reading!
-LK
