Violet Hill (Buckin)

Just be Patient. (Chapter 5)

Chris's POV:

I really wish I could've said something. Anything. Jonny probably hates me more than anything now. I feel so evil. He came and told me he loved me, no matter how hard it was, and I just let him walk away crying. Even when I feel the exact same way.

After he turned and walked away, I stood under those dim street lights that I know all too well. I'm used to walking the streets late at night, or sitting on the park benches under the stars, writing songs and just thinking about everything.

But as I walked the same streets, I felt dizzy and sick to my stomach with every step I took.

I felt like I had been stabbed 10 times. But I'm so selfish! Jonny must feel a million times worse than me and I'm acting like I'm the victim.

He came clean. He told me how he felt. When I sang Violet Hill, he could sense it was for him. And he listened.

And last night I just kissed him and let him leave crying. I need to tell him it wasn't out of guilt.

When I woke up this morning, I felt like I was not alive, yet not dead. I didn't get much sleep. After I went home I stared out my window and wondered what had just happened.

After a few hours I tried to go to sleep, but I ended up just having a mixture of half sleep, weird dreams, and rolling restlessly.

I have to make sure Jon is alright. Now that I'm out of the shock, I'm really worried about him. I need to let him know that I love him too.

I thought about calling him, but I need to go over there now. If I call he might tell me not to come.

So I grab my jacket and start walking to Jonny's flat. As I walk the streets I realize that I'm still in my clothes from last night. My black jeans, and loose white tee shirt.

I look like a wreck but I don't even care anymore. I need Jonny.

Oh God. I find myself standing outside of Jonny's door. Fastest walk of my life. At first I quietly knock, hoping he won't hear me. I'm not ready yet.

I wanted him so bad on the way here but now I'm feeling sick to my stomach. I look through the window and I see Jonny sitting there with his head in his hands.

Oh lord help me. I can't stand to see him so sad.

I decide to just open the door. I slowly push the door open, and walk in quietly. Jonny barely even looks up. "Hi Jonny.." I mutter. I look around, and I see his guitar smashed in the corner of the room. What have I done?

I go over and sit next to him, he still isn't talking to me or looking up. "I'm so sorry Jon..." I whispered. He finally looked up at me, with tears in his beautiful green eyes. "What are you sorry for? I'm the one who screwed up our lives by accidentally falling in love with you." he said, with a weak ashamed voice. "I don't blame you if you hate me. I shouldn't have told you..."

"Jonny you didn't screw us up. You didn't mess anything up. You can't. You always say the right thing. You always make me feel better. Your smile lights up my day. Your green eyes are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Everything you do is perfect. You're perfect Jon. And don't ever doubt that."

Jonny looked me right in the eyes, and I swear I saw a little smile. He stayed silent. " Jon... I love you. I really love you. This isn't guilt. If it was, why would I have wrote Violet Hill for you?"

A tear was slowly falling down his face. He was still silent; too scared to do or say anything. I'll do it for him.

I kissed him. And it wasn't like last night. I really kissed him and I knew that it wasn't fake. It felt so right and I when we pulled away my blue eyes and Jonny's green, met and it felt like we merged into one. Our hearts and eyes were speaking 1000 words to each other, but the room was silent.

I started playfully singing "Green eyes... green eyes.." and we both smiled. I wiped the tear from Jon's face.

"Ya know Chris, I never thought that it would feel this good. Having you. Sitting in your arms. It's a million times better than I dreamed. I love you so much."

His voice just makes me smile and giggle a bit. I'm at a loss for words.

Jonny suddenly gets tense. "What about the band? What about everyone we know? Will we tell?". He seems overwhelmed.

"Don't worry about all that right now. Just lay with me. Just take it in.

Just be patient and don't worry."

So we just lay here, Jonny's head on my shoulder, my hand in his.

It's hard to believe this is only the beginning of a new life.

It only gets better from here.

We have to be patient.

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Next one will be Jonny's POV(:

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