As we Come and Go ~~ Jack x Ayla Story ~~

walking out the door with your bags

December 16th, 9:30am

~Weeks had gone by within the Anderson household as our precious blondes had immense fun, joy, and courage lying beneath their hearts and souls with the many holidays spent together and the warmth of one another's love and tenderness in the midst of the dreary cold. Sure, the blonde beauty had always had a special place at the dining room table next to her one and only best friend over the course of ten years, but nothing could top the feeling of sitting next to him, holding his hand, rubbing her finger against their rings, as her best friend gently kissed her cheek every so often and included her in every single conversation, finally turning into her boyfriend. Being able to share the small detail had made the holiday's have their usual cliche spark of romance and magic, and there wasn't anyone else she would rather hang decorations with and boast about awkward times with, then the infamous Jack Anderson. He had her heart and soul..but not quite always as certain aspects of love and care couldn't be masked in the midst of their overarching worries; their pathways. The six month mark had dawned over the blonde beauty quite surely enough to the point where she felt as if her delusional array, had made inconsistent scenarios in her head that could only lead to torment for herself. How could she help it though? It's not as if he was with her twenty-four seven, as in reality he truly wasn't. In fact, through the own perspective of love and happiness, he had found an entire new realm of what had constitute love and happiness, often leaving his closest and most trustworthy confidant behind. Rehearsal and studio time in and out, schedules forming like wildfires, and scarcities in the possibility of running out of time before even chasing after, it had drove a constant wedge between them. It wasn't healthy, sure, but not all relationships can be peachy perfect when the peach hasn't bloomed and the spring's array isn't for months upon the dreary cold, thin, and crisp December air.~

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The unexpected warmth of the sun had filled the room on a particular Saturday, one that hopefully involved nothing but memories and laughter filled with joy. After all, it was the big "first gig" day in which the boastful surfer boy had prepared for, for months. Nerves filling his void and support filling her's, she had awoken from her sleep which she, without a doubt, partook in snuggled in yet another one of his oversized sweaters, curled up in the sheets of his bed.

"Jack.." ayla mumbles to herself, reaching for him as she turned over to face the other way, resulting in zero luck of him being there.

Another day of him leaving early. What does it really take to have five minutes with my boyfriend?

"Seriously" she sighs to herself, grabbing her phone to find none other than her boyfriend's many text messages.

Hey beautiful, you're probably hella pissed I left early but I did it for a good cause this timeeee!!! Would my girl care for a nice breakfast in bed??? 😚

Ok I can't tell if you're really mad at me or just still sleeping but I'm still going to ask you bc you're a precious goofball who deserves to have some good food, bagels or something more fancy?? Pancakes?? Five course meal?? Feeling oui oui, some crepes or one of those cute little doggy French macaroons?? 🥵

Pwease don't be mad at me..I know you enjoy your cuddles I just haven't been around lately and I miss my little 🌻 so much 🥺.

"Stupid dork.." she giggles, shaking her head, texting him back.

Pancakes sounds good you dork, just hurry up I'm super hungry and lonely 😔 and nothing about this situation is ok , love you so much