prove it - j.g

chapter fifteen: "have you thought about us?"

vanessa thomas

jack was still sleeping and i wasn't. how could i, or anyone, fall asleep after overhearing him say that as he slept? did that mean he was dreaming about me, dreaming about us, dreaming about our future together?

there were too many questions that i knew i wouldn't get the answer to until he actually did "make me his". currently, i was on the main floor of my home, sitting on the couch quietly. the words he muttered in his sleep were replaying in my mind. there is absolutely no way that im not excited for this, i totally am. the way that this happened though slightly freaked me out.

jack's footsteps were evident to my ears as i suddenly heard him coming down the stairs. he had been sleeping for almost an hour now. he appeared at the bottom of the stairs with messy hair, yawning as he ran a hand through his head of hair.

"how'd you sleep?" i ponder.

he smiles, "really good. you have no idea how uncomfortable sleeping on a hotel and tour bus bed is for five weeks."

i chuckle, "at least you're here for a few more days."

suddenly jack looks at me intently, "i have a question for you, a brutally honest one."

after his words escaped his lips, i took in a deep breath, "okay."

"have you thought about us?"

his question was deep. definitely. but i began to think, was he asking this because of what he was muttering?

"yeah, of course i have" i respond truthfully, "why? have you?"

he nods with a sigh, "a lot, actually. it's been consuming my thoughts. you have been consuming my thoughts."

i stand up, walking over to him as he stood a little bit away from where i was sitting on the couch, "what are you thinking about exactly?"

"everything about you. im reminded of you in ways that are so small and casual that shouldn't remind me of you. while you're at school and im touring, im waiting for a text from you to make sure you're okay or that your day went good" he informs me, causing me to smile as he's talking, "you've captivated me."

once he's finished talking, i look up at him with a smile and lace my hands around his neck. i bring his lips down to meet mine for a quick, meaningful kiss. when we pull away, i look up at him happily, "you have no idea how much i relate to everything you just said. i have gained so many feelings for you in a such a quick period of time. it's kind of scaring me how fast you've taken over my heart."

his lips curl upward into a genuine smile, "how about we go on a date tomorrow night? our first official one, i'd say. i'll pick you up, take you somewhere that'll surprise you, and maybe we'll end of the night with a memory that will last us forever. one that we can reminisce on when we're old."

his words cause me to chuckle, but i nod, "i like the sounds of that."

he sighs heavily, "god im happy to hear that! i was so nervous."

"you're nervous to ask me on a date?" i ask, my head slightly tilted. he nodded as a response, "what will you do when you have to propose? faint?"

he sarcastically laughs, "ha ha, very funny. we'll pass that bridge when we get there. who knows, maybe i'll be proposing to you in an ambulance?"

my eyes widen as i gasp, "don't say that!"