castles → lil peep (completed)

The Last Thing I wanna Do

Chapter twenty one

*Gus's POV*

"Peep, we looked everywhere. We can't find her"

Oh god oh god oh god. Where could she have gone?

I sat down and bit my chipped red nails, feeling anxiety bubble up within me. She was gone because of me, if I had listened and had not been so paranoid she would be here with me.

"Just smoke a blunt and relax, I have no doubt she'll be back soon"

"You don't get it, the love of my life is missing"

"She's a soldier dude, besides, after the way you treated her I don't blame her for wanted space"

"I know I fucked up real bad but it's been six hours. I mean, what if she never comes back?"

"No matter what, she loves you dude. She'll come back"

"She's shouldn't need to come back because she should already be here"

"Um, Peep?"

"I should've given her a chance to explain but I had to freak the fuck out and push her away"

"Peep?"

"I even called her a "Layla number two" I'm such an idiot!"

"But you're my idiot"

She was there, looking exactly like how she was when she left; unharmed. Thank fuck for that. She was safe and still wearing my yellow sweatshirt (which looked really good on her)

"Oh Em"

We ran the five feet distance that separated us from each other to embrace each other, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist as I held her up by her hip. It felt so good to have her back in my arms; where she belongs.

"I'm so sorry Em. I love you"

"I love you Gus"

I set her down and pecked her lips one last time before leading Em back to our room; ignoring the wolf whistles from Tracy and Goth.

I chucked her one of her bags and we both started packing, me going as quickly as possible. I wanted to go to our hotel room already and 'chill with Em'.

"Woah babe, what's the rush?"

I turned around and wiggled my eyebrows as a response. When she caught on she immediately sped up; being done in just minutes. I took her by the hand again and we ran out the bus, arriving to our room as soon as we could.

Let's just say it hasn't been long when we started getting noise complaints.

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*Em's POV*

His last show tonight was fucking fantastic, what a way to round off the tour. So bloody emotional I cried so many times and laughed so many times. I even got dragged on stage a few times which was an experience I'll never forget.

It's going to be so weird not being on a tour bus for a while; it's become my norm. I was currently looking at local apartments in the LA area when one really stuck out to me. Three bedrooms and one master ensuite, one bathroom, an open plan living and kitchen area and a small private garage.

"Hey Gus?"

"Yea baby girl?"

"I think you might wanna check out this apartment"

As I showed him the pictures, I could see all the interior designer like ideas race through his head. I have to admit, I was doing the same thing.

"What if we make one room a recording studio, one a wreck room and the other a spare bedroom?"

"I was thinking the exact same thing babe, I think we found our new home"

"I think we have"

"I'll call the agency"

After a long ass conversation with the real estate agent, I had booked a showing tomorrow at 3. I can't believe I'm moving into a luxury apartment with my boyfriend. I honestly can't.

No more falling apart studio apartments with mice and cockroaches, failing appliances and sleeping on a blow up mattress. No more missing meals to pay bills. I would be living in bliss.

The last thing I wanna do is get a few tattoos; it was a about time.