Brantley's POV
My god, I've never been so nervous in my life. I already texted Snow to ask if I could come by her studio and talk to her about something serious. She said yes and now I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna say or do but I just know I'm going to get her back in my life.... someway, somehow. I'm hoping to god Faye isn't there, she'd try to whoop my ass if I got anywhere near Snow and she knew my intentions. "Brantley, calm your ass down. This is Snow we're talking bout, she's laid back and cool, she's nothing you haven't dealt with before. Just keep your cool and say what you need to say". Why talking to myself on the drive there helps, I have no idea but it did. I finally hop out of the truck to get on with this. I can't even believe myself and how nervous and worried I actually am. I mean I'm shaking. I guess Carey was right when he said; when your truly in love it makes you bat shit crazy. Very poetic man. I walk up to the big glass door and push one open, walking through the heavily graffitied halls to where I think Snow is. I turn into the main dance room and there she is in all her glory. Sitting in the floor of all places listening to none other than Colt Ford. Still a country girl at heart. Leaned against the frame of the colorful wall, I just watch her... She's smiling! An actually genuine smile. Haven't seen one of those from her in a while. She moves her lips to the words of the song but never makes a sound. A small grin tugs at her lips when hearing the lyric 'So crank up them eighteens as loud as they can get. Bout thirty miles from anything, the law ain't hearin shit'. I hold back a chuckle at her small reaction to simple words. It just shows the her I remember and wish I would've cherished. Redneck as you can get, innocence interrupted by her wild side that I'm sure comes from that damn red hair. I decide this is enough being creepy for one day and knock on the backside of the wall to get attention. "Hey Snowflake" I grin, looking down at her. "Oh, hey, didn't know you were here yet. Sorry about the music" she scrambles to turn the music off and get up off the floor. I just chuckle and tell her "Why would I do music for a living if I minded it being played". She smiles, looking down at her bare feet before looking back up and asking "Yeah, I guess you're right. So what's this important thing you need to talk to me about?". "Well.... I broke things off with Amber. They just weren't working anymore" I admit, hanging my head and glancing at her for her reaction. "Oh my god, please, please god don't tell me I had anything to do with this" she whisper's, her eye's shut with fear that she caused this break up. "I just...." I pause, trying to bring myself to say what I need to and Snow jumps in with something that seriously surprises me. "Go get her back, Brantley. I know she has to be hurting right now, and I don't want to the cause of that pain to someone". "Snow, I don't want her back. We aren't the same people we used to be" I tell her and try to step closer but she just backs away. "I know you loved her, love like that doesn't just go away suddenly. There's something still there and you need to get her back". She sounds like she's about to cry and fuck is this frustrating. "Damn it, Snow!! I want you" I just blurt out what I was thinking then mentally kick myself in the ass for throwing the goddamn plan out the window. Her eye's sparkle and she stutter's out "W- what?". Before I know it I step forward and pull her to me by her hips, connecting our lips into an earth-shattering kiss. Everything around us stops and it's just us and a little spark where our body's touch. It's at this moment that I know this is where I belong. With her and nowhere else. I feel her tiny hands rest on my arms and she leans up to kiss back. After a few seconds she pulls away and I can't stop smiling. "Snow, I want you back. I always loved you and I still do. I know you've got a boyfriend and all that but I re-" "Not anymore" she cuts me off by mumbling two words and looking down at her feet again. "Y- You... your- uh..... y- your single?" I can't help but shutter at the thought of us both now being single and me maybe actually having a chance. "I broke up with him not long after you and Tinsley left this morning. He, uh, wasn't exactly happy about it". Don't do it, don't you dare do it. Push it out of your mind and deal with it later. It probably wasn't nothing bad. "Baby.... I need you back in my life. I know I hurt you and I'm willing to make up for that but...... Ever since you left it's been hell. I didn't realize how much I loved you" I tell her, holding her to me by her hips, I lean down to her ear "Baby, my heart hurts". "Brantley I can't" she says pulling away from me and saying "I can't do this again. I can't break myself Brantley.... because I don't know if I can put myself back together again" I can hear that she's about to cry and I hate it. I don't want my baby to cry. "I- I'm sorry" she says and turns around, ready to walk off. I step forward and place my hands on her hips, spinning her around towards me. I pull her into a hug and to my surprise she hugs me back. "Remember the way I held you?... Remember the way I kissed you?... The way I protected you?... It can still be that way, Snow" I whisper to her, holding her in my arms the way I've wanted to for so long. "Brantley". She pushes me away and steps back. She looks up at me with tears in her eye's and I ask her "Will you try this again". She sighs, looking down at her feet and says "..... I pick my poison and it's you" before stepping back into my arms letting her tears fall. "I love you, Snow"
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Innocent (Brantley Gilbert)
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