Rock With You: A Love Story

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Melbourne, Australia
Michael's POV

We subconsciously arrive at our suite but are too engulfed in each other's presence to acknowledge it. I drop my bags to the floor with a thud, as does Belle, and we slouch onto the cushioned sofa.
Belle sighs with relief, sat by my side, her hands in my hair.
"So...have you thought about it?" Belle whispers with a slight anxiety behind her voice.
"About what?" I furrow my brows.
"You know...it." She scans the room with her eyes before playfully slapping me up the back of my head. "The wedding, you doofus!"
"Oh!" I chuckle while rubbing my head to ease the tingling sensation. "That hurt!"
"It did not! Now have you?" She giggles, her laugh blessing my ears forcing my lips to curl into a thoughtless smile. She places her hands on my chest, her legs either side of my body.
"I have, have you?" I raise my eyebrows up at her and tuck her loose, wavy hair behind her ears carefully.
"Of course I have." She rolls her eyes with a grin. It's true, knowing her, she's probably planned out where everyone will sit in her little, beautiful head.
"And?" I reply.
"I think we should do it as soon as we can. I can't wait another second." She looks longingly into my eyes. Whenever she looks at me like this, I fall under a trance. She could ask me to jump off a cliff in this second and I wouldn't think twice about it.
"I agree, I can't wait for you to be my wife." I stroke my fingers gently up her fore arm, goosebumps forming on her soft skin.
"Wife, I like that. Belle Jackson. I like that too." She speaks under her breath, almost to herself, making me giggle.
"You're crazy." I burst into tones of laughter as she begins to blush.
"You want you're ring back, babe?" She jokes with embarrassment. She looks so precious.
"Never. I love you. Now, let's go." I place her beside me as I attempt to stand up, only to be squished back down by her surprisingly powerful hands.
"Go? Go where?" She questions impatiently, looking down on me.
"Anywhere you want, baby. The world is you're oyster!" I throw my hands out as I speak like a college motivational speaker.
"Let's go for a walk." She says after a little break for thought.
"Sure, we can find somewhere. There's hundreds of beautiful roads." I reply.
"Not on a road, somewhere in the middle of nowhere. A forest or something romantic like that." She grins.
"A forest? We're in Melbourne, baby." I chuckle.
"Haven't you heard of Sherbrooke?" She raises her perfectly defined eyebrows at me in patronisation. I stare at her cluelessly, the words anonymity meant nothing to me. "Who's laughing now, huh?"
"Fine, fine. Where's that? Let's go." I give in.
"Sherbrooke Forest is magical! I've never been but... still. I'm not sure exactly where it is." Her face drops as she realises she doesn't know where to go.
"It's fine, baby. That's what we have a chauffeur, or whatever he is. Go get ready and we'll go." I pick her up, her legs still wrapped around my waist like a sloth.
"I can't imagine being so tall, wow." She gazes down at the floor from my height.
"I can't imagine being so small." I chuckle.
"I love you're height, it's sexy. You know?" She kisses my forehead as I gently put her to the ground again. I blush profusely as she trots off to touch up her hair and make up.

"Where to?" The driver shouts unnecessarily loudly. Belle and I slide across the black shiny seats in the taxi.
"Sherbrooke Forest." Belle replies with the same volume, making me laugh. I quickly cover my mouth to hold in my immense amusement.
"Sherbrooke, man? That's prime." He nods.
"Prime?" I whisper to Belle under my breath. She shrugs cluelessly as we begin to drive. I glance down at the taxi floor and see a crushed can of Pepsi, making me cringe at the lack of hygiene.
"Hey, when do we get my limo back?" I ask nonchalantly.
"It's tonight, I think man. I'll pick you up in it." He says while smacking on the radio. "Hey! It's you!"
The beginning of 'Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough' flows through the taxi speakers as everyone begins to bob their heads. I tap my feet to the rhythm of the synthesisers, as Belle rests her head on my shoulder.
"I love this one." She sighs. I smile to myself as I look down at her elegance.
"You look really good, B." I admire her hair shining like a bottle in the sunlight beams through the window. I run my fingers through her curls as she presses her gentle lips against my neck. I take a deep sharp breath as she takes small pecks up my neck, her index finger tracing my jawline.
"Ow!" Belle whispers in exclamation.
"What?" I quickly frown, looking at her in panic.
"I think I cut myself on you're jawline." She laughs from behind her lips but manages to hold it in, but I don't. My laugh echoes in the vehicle as she continues to kiss up my cheek and down to my lips.
"I love you, Bel." I recover from my laughter.
"Love you." She replies between kisses. I don't even mind she cut the sentence in half as I know she means it with all her heart, just as I do. We are engaged now, after all.

"Sherbrooke, my masters." The driver kids as we pull up to a beautiful wooded area.
"Woah. I've only ever seen photographs, but this looks even better." Belle admires the greenery.
"Thanks, man." I say as I slide out the taxi. It was still slightly rolling but I don't care.
"Thank you." Belle says sweetly behind me as she grabs my hand with hers.
"It's insane." I kick my head back and let the scenery sink in. The sun seeps between each individual branch of the trees, the golden lining emphasising the details of the forest. The trees stretch up to heaven as my eyes make their way back down the trunks to the muddy, dry ground.
"I feel so...small." I say softly.
"Let's explore!" Belle grins excitedly as she squeezes my hand and begins to quickly walk into the midst of the forest.
I realise this is my life now. I have the entire world to explore with this beautiful ray of happiness and I'm completely in love with her, Her smile makes my heart skip a beat with happiness as I try my best to catch up with her little scurrying feet.