Roommates... with my Ex Boyfriend (Roommates Series: Book #1)

Chapter 30

When I told them that I was going to say goodbye to my Lauren, all of them wanted to come with me, but I only wanted one other person in the room with me when I went in. She squeezes my hand as we enter the room with Lauren's lifeless body on a metal table.

My feet stop moving, and it feels like my heart stops beating when I see her. Jess looks back at me. "Do you want me to leave?"

I shake my head. "Stay here, just in case I need you, or you need me."

She nods, and stays where she is as I approach the table. I lower to my knees, and place my hand on top of her cold one. Why did you have to leave me? I was so happy to have you as mine again. I kept on hoping that our fate would have a happily ever after. I wouldn't have waited very long to ask you to be mine forever after you told me you loved me.

If you had gotten back alive, we would have had so many dates in the future. I would have taken you to so many places --- after the war ended though. We would be happy, and mostly safe then. I would wait until you were ready, then I would make love to you for the first time in three years. It wouldn't be ordinary, or out of the blue. It would be at the end of a date. Under the stars, possibly? I would never hurt you, I would never be rough with you... unless you asked me too. You were a little minx when we were teenagers, and had had sęx a few times, weren't you?

I would most likely be the one to tell you that I loved you first. I hope that you would have said it back, but I wouldn't be hurt if you didn't. There would be no man happier than me when you said I love you to me. Whether we were having rough, hard sęx, or not, I would make love to you again then. I would show you how much you mean to me, how much I care about you --- I would worship you. Besides our wedding night, of course, there wouldn't be a better night.

After a year, maybe two, I would get down on one knee, with the most beautiful ring in hand, and ask you to marry me; to be mine forever. I hope that you would say yes. I wouldn't have let you do all of the work yourself, and I would have made sure that it was your dream wedding. The wedding that little girls dream about.

My father would have probably walked you down the aisle. He would have been very upset if you let someone else do it. My vow would give you happy tears, and I'm sure seeing you in your beautiful white dress, as well as your vow, would bring me to tears too. Our reception would be filled with friends, family, good music, and excellent food. It would be your kind of perfect, which, in a way, and as cheesy as it is, would be my perfect. All I want is for you to be happy, and alive.

I would dance with my mother, and you with my father. I'm sure that it would be a little weird, but it would still be good. I'm not exactly sure when, but we would dance together too. It would be sweet, and romantic --- just like you like it, but at some point, or another, I would try to make you laugh. I know that I would make you at least giggle, or chuckle.

After dinner, and a few hours of dancing, the cake of your choice would arrive. You would take the piece that we cut together, and rub all over my face.

Once everyone would have left, we would stay at a hotel for the night. I wouldn't touch you because that's what the honeymoon is for, is it not? In the afternoon, we would get on my private plane, and fly to a secret location. I, of course, would know, but it would be a secret for you. Knowing you, it would drive you a little bit crazy. I would take you to your favourite place in the entire world, and once we landed, I would take you to your favourite restaurant.

Afterwards, I would take you to the best hotel in the city. To you, it may have seemed random, but trust me, baby, I would have been fully prepared. Red tulip petals would be around the bed, and a couple of candles would be lit on the table. I would make love to you for the first time as my wife, and as your husband.