Ian and I barely pay attention, to freaking Sherlock. That’s how much we enjoy eachothers company. I mean, if you put us in a room with anyone else, and put Sherlock on netflix, we’d ignore the other person completely, but. Oh gosh, we just enjoy each others company too much. His eyes...his face his everything just...ugh. I am freaking creepy. Half the time all I’m doing is staring at his beautiful profile. His amazing, beautiful face. I just...ugh. Ian rubs his hand up and down my back the whole time. My head has been resting peacefully on his shoulder. I see his lap is available. Oh, why not. I lay my head onto his lap. He probably wont mind. And, he doesn’t. He rubs my face gently. “You’re too cute.” He says. My face deepens into crimson. Now my fire alarm just went off. Holy. He must’ve noticed because I hear his little giggles.
An Hour Later
“Move over.” Ian gently demands, as he stands up. “Why?” I ask, giggling at his cuteness. “I wanna take a nap with you.” He shyly responds, with a big smile appearing on his face. I can’t say no, I just can’t! I leave enough space for Ian to get into my arms, as he get’s in like a cute little boy. Before I know it, we’re freaking spooning. Ian kisses me arms. “Ian?” He asks. “Yeah baby?” He asks gently, “Will you still love me when we’re old and stuff?” I ask. He turns himself around, to face my direction, and puts his hand on my face. “Such a stupid question..” He says, with the most sincere grin. “Well?” I ask. He nods his head a little, “Yes, now I am going to kindly ask you to never fucking ask that stupid of a question again.” I giggle, “Alright. I don’t know...I just felt the need to ask.” I replied. “Because I love you so much...I don’t know how I’d breathe without you..” I say. I feel like I’m about to cry happy tears. Being with someone has never felt so right. “Well.” Ian begins. “I know my heart would stop beating without you so let’s just not go there.” Ian says, sincerely. I grin, “Alright baby.” I say. I give him a peck on his forehead. “Don’t be so stingy.” Ian says, with a playful pouty face, as he passionately kisses me on the lips. My heart is beating like a freaking drum.
Ian’s eyes get heavy as I see him fall asleep not too soon after, as I am about to do the same, as I hear a loud voice, once again. “Gag me….no really. Just gag me. Now.” It’s...ugh. Why now?! I sigh. “What...please just...what.” I respond. “Stand up.” He insists. I groan, “Why nowww?” I ask, bitterly. Reflection, is a true bitch. I don’t know what else to say. “Because, I have to show you something. Something you need to see. Now.” Reflection says, more impatiently this time. I groan, as I carefully get up off the couch, without pushing Ian off. Reflection puts his hand on my shoulder. “Why must you touch me?” I ask, in a very annoyed tone. “I have to show you something. Just, don’t scream...or do scream. I really don’t care.” Reflection replies, as suddenly the room goes pitch black. Not to long after, we are in a huge house. “Take a look around.” Reflection says. “Look around.” He adds. I do so. I see Ian. He looks a little aged now. “Where are we?” I ask. “When are we??” I add. “Oh, just five years from now.” Reflection explains. I see Ian walking over to this group of people. He is well dressed. He has a briefcase, and a tuxedo on. “He is now the CEO of this huge corporation.” Reflection explains. “He’s making millions, day in, and day out.” Ian gets closer and closer to this group of people, as he kisses this..woman. Who-who’s not me..”Who is that!?” I scream. “Oh, that lovely lady? Her name is Emily. Her and Ian met a little after you and Kalel got married. It was love at first sight. It was also love to Ian’s bank account. She knew people that helped Ian get equipped with the tools he needed to be successful and happy. And those little tots over there?” Reflection points over to two little kids. “Those are their kids.” He has one girl, who appears to be 4, and one boy, who appears to be 2.
"See? All you ever dreamed of, hoped for, wanted...no...yearned for! But...at what cost? Have you ever heard the word sacrifice? Trading one life for another. Correct?" Reflection says, in a rather taunting tone. "Um...yes?" "Keep that in mind. Do you see him? See how happy he is? You may have changed his life...for the worse." "That...that can't...no..it can't be true." "Ahh, but it is Anthony. Do you see how happy he is? Without. You. You think you're doing something good. For you and him. But, is it really for him? Or is it...all for yourself?" "I-" "Selfish!" Reflection screams this time. “Selfish asshole! You see someone who you claim to love so much, yet you can’t stop thinking of yourself!? Selfish prick!” I put my head down.
“However, maybe i’m just teasing you a little right now..maybe this isn’t his future. Maybe..THIS is his future.” Reflection turns me around, to see Ian. He has a full grown beard, he is in a tiny apartment, and..is he drinking!? “Maybe he’ll also turn out to be a pathetic, alcoholic slob like you! I don’t know!” Reflection throws his arms up. “He-he can’t..” I stutter out. “Hey, it’s his future! Maybe he can! You’re not his commanding officer of how he’s gonna live his life, now are you?” Reflection has a bitter tone of voice now. I hear no mocking, he is just being evil and bitter now. “Wh-why are you doing this..” My lips begin to quiver. Seeing Ian like this is too much. He can’t turn out like me, he just can’t! It’s to heartbreaking to even imagine. “Awhh.” Reflection’s mocking tone of voice is back again, as he ruffles his hands through my hair, messing it up. I hate when people touch my hair, especially him, so I swat his hand away. “Can’t handle the truth, princess? Like maybe, just maybe Ian could POSSIBLY be happier without you!?” “Please….just let me be with him again..” “BUT WHAT IF YOU BEING WITH HIM ISN’T GOOD FOR HIMSELF!? SURE, ITS ALL DANDY AND NICE WITH YOUR LIFE, BUT WHAT ABOUT HIS LIFE? EVER THOUGHT ABOUT THAT!?” His voice is ringing in my ears. That ringing. Just make it stop. He begins floating around me, he begins maniacally laughing again, and duplicates of him are now floating around me. God. Just. Stop. He, like a switch, stops laughing, as he floats back down towards me, the duplicates fade away, and it’s just him again. He smacks my hand away from my ear, and creepily whispers, “Be careful for what you wish for. Crazy people are capable of doing crazy things.” These words send shivers down my spine, as I notice, I am back in our living room.
I look around, and see Ian napping quietly on the sofa. I carefully lay myself back down next to him, and put my arms around him again. I kiss him behind his ear. I want to just sleep away what just happened now, because this will probably take longer than anything to get over. Those are my last thoughts, as I drift off into a nap.
(A/N) Let's all start a Reflection fanclub! I feel like I love him too much...like. And...ugh. I know he's evil but...BUT HIS SARCASM THO. Anyways, hope you liked it. :3
(A/N) HELLZ YEA WE GONNA DO THAT. REFLECTION AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED. TOO BAD.
