Broken and Fearless // C.B.

Chapter 35

Jules woke up a couple hours later and said, "I wanna do a relationship Q & A. I sent out a tweet."

She set up her camera and pressed record. "Hello, world of YouTube. I'm joined by..."

"Colby Brock!" I yelled.

She laughed. "Today, we're going to be doing a relationship Q & A. We both have to answer these questions. Your handles with your questions will be on the screen. First question. What were your first impressions of each other? Colby?"

I shot her a smile. "I thought she was pretty. She still is."

"Thanks, babe. I thought he was tall."

"Do you still think I'm tall?"

"Yeah. What's your favorite thing about the other?"

Jules glanced at me, so I went first again. I figured she wanted me to answer first. "Her accent is one of my favorite things, among other things."

She giggled softly and emphasized her accent as she said, "His love for his fans."

"Your answer is so much better than mine. Nothing to do with me, though?"

Jules kissed my cheek. "Your love for your fans and you. Better?" I nodded. "Good. Moving on. What song would you use to describe each other?"

"For me, and not just because it contains her name, Check Yes, Juliet by We the Kings. Also, because it embarrasses the hell out of her, I Like It. Also by We the Kings."

"It's a cheesy one, but Still Into You by Paramore."

I kissed her cheek. "That's a cute one, babe. I love your cheesiness."

Her cheeks turned red as she read the next question. "Do you see a future for the two of you? P.S. I love #Jolby."

"We love #Jolby too! I do. Jules?"

She nodded. "I do as well. I'm glad we're on the same page. Mmm. This question makes me kinda sad. Kind of a morbid question, but if you two were close to death, what would be your last words to each other?"

I answered right away, as I already knew. I'd like to think I love you."

Jules giggled softly then said, "I like you very, very much."

We shared a look and then she read the next question. "Hmm. This is a question for you, babe. Colby, have you ever heard Juliet sing? She never sings."

"She never sings on camera." I corrected. "And yes, I have heard her. She's really good."

"Thanks, babe. Look. Another question for you. I'm curious, as I think we all are. You're very protective of Juliet. What's been the scariest moment in your relationship?"

I glanced to her, silently asking for permission, and she nodded. "It took place a few months ago, but it was when her brother and I found her on the bathroom floor after her attempted suicide."

Jules bit her lip. "That was one of the scariest times of my life too."

"But at least you're still here, babe. At least you're still able to look upon these eyes and kiss me."

"Well someone has a big sense of his own importance."

"It's not that big an ego, Jules."

She giggled again and read off the next question. "Name each other's favorite genre of music."

"Oh. That's easy! Pop punk and NF, who does rap."

"Yeah. Easy. My fault for choosing such an easy one. Pop punk and rap. Uh, have you met each other's parents?"

I glanced at her and took her hand. "Yeah, we have. She's met mine, and I've met hers."

"Final question. When did we first meet? We met when I moved out to LA. Elton picked me up and drove to the house where I met everyone. Almost instantly, it's like we had a connection, and we got along really well, and here we are."

She smiled at the camera. "Well, that's it, guys. I'll be back next week with more cringe-worthy content."

I smiled. "I've always loved your outro."

She glanced at me as she moved her camera from the tripod. "Thanks. I'm cringy, so I figured I should embrace that. All through homeschool, I was that cringy kid. Not sure why. Maybe because I wore band shirts, black, eyeliner, and was usually alone. I don't really know."

"Were you ever bullied?"

"No, thankfully. That's such a random question to ask."

"Yeah, well, you know me. Always asking the random questions."

"You and me both, Colbs. Oh, shoot! I gotta edit!"

I laughed at her sudden outburst and followed her upstairs. She gave me a small frown. "Why are you following me?"

"My computer is upstairs and I have to edit as well."

She nodded and laid on her stomach on my bed while she edited. Along the line, she asked, "Mind if I play music?"

"No. Go ahead."

Jules turned on a song and Swing, Swing by All-American Rejects started playing. She quietly sang along as she edited.

I decided to record her for my enjoyment. She glanced at me and frowned. "Why are you recording me?"

"Cause you sound amazing. For the record, I won't share this. It's just for me. Okay?"

She huffed and said, "Fine. So long as you don't send it out."

"I won't."

Jules was silent for a moment before saying, "Wanna go hiking tomorrow? I was thinking up to the Hollywood sign. Far as we can go."

"I'd love to. We should go in the morning, before it gets hot."

"Well, obviously."

"I don't need your sass, babe."

She gave me a sweet smile. "You always need my sass."

[Basically Q & A fluff]