prove it - j.g

chapter ten: "your everything"

vanessa thomas

the last month and a half have been like never before. jack and i have connected and have kindled a relationship that is indescribe and euphoric. though, the ability to see each other everyday and brighten each other's moods with a simple text of: "i'll be over in ten", is coming to an end. at least, for now.

he's going on tour with his best friend. how many girls can say that? not many, so i know i have to be supportive of him and his decision. additionally, we aren't dating. though, we are going to try and build a bond so then when we do decide to be exclusively together, we know we can get through anything. in a sense, this is kind of a trial run to see if we would last being apart. because you know, he's going to be doing this for awhile. this isn't a one time thing.

currently, i was laying on bed while staring up at the white ceiling. i was truly going to miss him so much. he's helped me through an immense amount of issues within these last couple of months. and i know it sounds crazy, but building a bond and connection with someone is easy when you are such a good fit for each other.

there was a sudden knock on my bedroom door, revealing my younger brother.

"what dylan?" i ask, reverting my eyes back to the blank ceiling above me.

he opens it wider, revealing jack. dylan leaves without a word, jack walking in my bedroom and closing the door. i smile as he walks over to my bed and lays down beside me. he doesn't touch me, nor does he say anything. he respects my silence and lays there with his eyes on the ceiling as well. that was, before he decided to break the silence.

"this isn't going to be easy for me, you know. if you think it will be, it won't. and i know we aren't an official thing, this is more of a test. but, you have become so much apart of my life and my routine that i don't know how in the world i'll be able to forget about all of that and focus on touring without you. it also pains me to leave you here with your dick of an ex-boyfriend who still decides to keep bothering you. i swear, if he bothers you, i want you to tell me. wherever i am, im going to try and help you. when your parents are on a business trip and you're home alone because dylan's at hockey practice and you get scared that somebody is breaking in, im only a text or call away. i might be sleeping, at the studio, or performing, but im always going to reply to you the minute i can."

he was basically hitting the head on every single worry that was inside my brain. every type of scenario i was playing out, he explained and reassured me about. though, there was a lot more than just that, that was worrying me.

"im worried about you too, you know. you're going to be flying, travelling, performing all over the world. you know how unexpected things can happen, what if something does happen? you have somehow burrowed yourself so deep into my heart that if anything happened, i don't know what i would do since im here in omaha. i know you're going to go out drinking, go out partying, go out and get high or whatever. im just worried about you, i can't help it. and of course, im worried about how my life is going to change because i hardly am able to comprehend what it was like before i met you and you became my best friend who i think of as so much more. there's also going to be all of these beautiful girls who know all the lyrics to most or all of your songs, and i can't help but wonder if one of them that you'll come across is better than i am. because im sure as hell far from perfect, so i know there is someone definitely better than i am."

his arm wrapped across my body and hooked underneath my waist. he turned me over onto my side as he rolled onto his side. he looked me straight in the eyes, a glimmer to them that i had never seen before. one that was so caring and sympathetic.

"there is no other girl or person in this world that would come close to how perfect you are to me. i know you're a confident girl, though you're modest and humble about certain aspects of yourself. im not going to be modest about those things about you, because you need to know that you are perfect to me in every way. your personality, your body, your face, your flaws, your perfections, your voice, your ability to cook, your ability to swim, your smarts, your heart, your everything. you are completely perfect to me in every way, which is why im willing to keep what we have going throughout the months that im away. you are also the reason why im excited to go, just so then i know that the few breaks that johnson and i have, im coming back to omaha to see you. you outrank my parents and friends, vans. i don't know why i just called you that, but you make me go crazy with how infatuated i am with you which is why nobody that i meet when im away from you will steal me away. and i know you'll be worried, because i will be too. im leaving you with your ex who could pull some shit or something. we'll get through it though."

his words, his lecture actually, brought tears to my eyes. he was being so genuine and speaking from his heart, which completely captivated me. i know this guy will be the death of me. not literally. but i can't wait to see him again when he comes home and i get to hug him, kiss him, and spend time with him.

he brings me close, laying a sweet kiss to my forehead, then my lips.

"why don't we go out for dinner?" he asks, stroking some stray pieces of my hair out of my face and placing them behind my ear.

i nod, "im so hungry."

he smiles down at me as he sat up and waiting for me to, "then let's go."

i get up and quickly change my outfit into something a little more doable for going out for dinner. this was going to be our last time going out until he comes home again. it was a little bit emotional for me, but i knew the time would fly by and i'd be in his arms again before i knew it.