AN ANGEL WATCHING OVER ME.
A & J BELONG TO ED NOT TO ME AND NEITHER DOES P.S I LOVE YOU.
THIS IS A LITTLE OF ED AND P.S I LOVE YOU ALL ROLLED INTO ONE.
LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK AND IF I SHOULD CARRY ON OR NOT. XX
Aaron held that red shirt for dear life, that familiar smell immediately struck him. Over and over again the tears threatened to fall, his stomach was in knots. Panic slowly started to over take him. It wasn't one of there silly little fights that they frequently had. Stood in dale head it finally hit, Jackson was gone. He was never coming back. He would never again run his hand through them soft curls, never would he feel his warm lips on his , never again would he wake up wrapped round the builder but worst of all never again would he see that beautiful smile that lit up a whole room. All that was left of him was a mixture of happy and sad memories and an image of his face and as the days wore on that image became more vague.
Their plan was pretty simple or at least Aaron's was. Once he had finally realised that he did in fact love Jackson, the plan was to stay together forever. They knew that this plan didn't fit with most of the village. They either thought the builder was too good for him or that he would run a mile when Jackson returned home but he proved them all wrong, he proved that it didn't matter to him if his lover could walk or not 'cos he wasn't going anywhere. He loved him with all his heart and after finally proving this to Jackson they were finally back together and happy.
Aaron's eyes were tender and puffy from all the crying he had done that night and for the nights over the past few weeks since he had gone. He had fallen into fitful sleep in the early hours of the morning. Each day he would wake up sprawled across Jackson's bed and once again it was the phone call from a concerned Paddy or a concerned C|has that roused him. They probably thought that all he did was sleep. Where were the phone calls when he listlessly roamed the house like a zombie, searching rooms for...for what? What was he expecting to find?
"Hello" he answered groggily.
"O sorry, did I wake you love?" it was his mother. Every morning she would call relieved that he had braved the ghosts of the night.
"No I was just dozing, it's OK." always the same answer. He was silently praying that she would get the message that he just wanted to be left alone. No amount of worrying from her would bring his best friend, his soul mate, his lover back.
That soothing sympathetic voice of his mothers always brought on fresh tears. But it didn't sooth him. It made him remember why they were worried and that they shouldn't have to be. Jackson should be here beside him, rolling his eyes and cracking some silly joke that he thought was hilarious.
"Jackson, turn off the light" he said as he watched him prance around the room before him. Danced a round performing a strip tease, slowly unbuttoning his red checked shirt. He raised his eyebrows towards Aaron and let it slip from his shoulders.
"turn off the light? What and miss all this? He teased. He wasn't a vain man thought Aaron but his body was beautiful. He had a nice slender frame that wasn't too muscly but always excited him and when ever his arms were wrapped around Aaron he always felt safe.
Aarons breath caught in the back of his throat as he started to lower his boxers but all to soon it was over.
Jackson had finished his strip tease and jumped into bed snuggling up to Aaron to get warm.
"Jackson"
"Aaron." He mimicked
"Didn't you forget something?"
"No. not that I know of," he answered
"The light?"
"Ah yes, the light," he said sleepily, and pretended to snore loudly.
"Jackson!"
"I had to get out of bed and do it last night, as I remember."
"Yeah, but you were just standing right beside the switch a second ago!"
"Yes... just a second ago," he repeated.
"I can't do it every night, you know, Aaron. Someday I might not be here and then what will you do?"
"Get my new boyfriend to do it."
"Ha"
"Or just remember to do it myself before I get into bed"
Jackson snorted. "Fat chance of that happening. I'll have to leave a message on the switch for you before I go, just so you'll remember."
"How thought full of you"
Tears once again rolled down his cheeks as he realised he was daydreaming. He laid frozen on the bed with the phone still attached to his ear. The hours just seemed to pass by. He didn't know what time it was let alone what day it even was. He seemed to be living outside of his body, numb to everything except the pain in is heart.
