Hey guys this is a songfic for taylor swifts song ronan. I love it and i am planning to by the cd mabye today. I am going to update on my other story, but i will not be able to get to a computer from Wednesday to Friday so yeah.
I dont own: Kickin it or Ronan
Jacks POV
I am walking out of the guys locker when I hear a voice like an angel. It was coming from the girls room. Kim, no it couldn't be, could it? I walked up to the door and heard someone singing it is Kim!
"I remember your bare feet, down the hallway
I remember your little laugh
Race cars on the kitchen floor
Plastic dinosaurs
I'll love you to the moon and back
I remember your blue eyes
Lookin' into mine
Like we had our own secret club
I remember you dancin'
Before Bedtime
Then jumpin' on me, wakin me up
I can still feel you hold my hand
Little man
And even though moment, I knew
You fought it hard like an army guy
Remember I learned in and whispered to you
Come on baby, with me, were gunna fly away
From here
You were my best four years
I remember the drive home
When the blind hope
Turned to crying and screaming 'why'
Flowers pile up in the worst way
No one knows what to say
About a beautiful boy that died
And it's about Halloween
You could be anything
You wanted if you were still here
I remembered the last day
When I kissed your face
And whispered in you ear
Come on baby, with me, were gunna fly away
From here
Out of this curtain room
In this hospital gray
We'll just disappear
Come on baby, with me, were gunna fly away
From here
You were my best four years
What if I'm standing in your closet
Tryin to talk to you
What if I kept the hand-me-downs
You won't grow into
And what if I really thought some miracle
Would see us through
What if the miracle
Was even getting one
Moment with you
Come on baby, with me, were gunna fly away
From here
Come on baby, with me, were gunna fly away
From here
You were my best four years
I remember your bare feet
Down the hallway
I love you to the moon and back"
Once she ways done I knocked on the door, and walked in. I saw a sight I don't think I would ever see. Kim Crawford, I girl of my dreams, was crying. Once she saw me she turned away on the bench. I sat down right next to her. She placed her head on my shoulder. I snaked my arm around her waist. We stayed like that for a good 10 minutes, her crying, and me just being there letting her.
"He's gone Jack. My little bro, only 4 years old. He left to early." Kim said only making her cry harder. I turned her around so we were forced to look at each other. I built up the courage to do something that I never thought I would do my whole life. I kissed Kim Crawford. It only was for a few second but it happened.
"Kim I hate seeing you like this. I am really sorry for your lose, but don't think of this as a bad thing. He isn't suffering anymore. Remember him as a fun little kid. The good times, that what you think about. Please Kimmy, I really hate to see you crying and me not being able to do anything to stop it." I got that all out, and after I was happy, and it looked like she was happy to because she got the biggest smile I have seen her have in a while. Then she did something I couldn't believe. She kissed me. Of course I kissed back, but I couldn't believe it. The girl I have loved ever cense I first laid my eyes on her.
We pulled away do to lack of air. Stupid air! Kim pulled me into a hug and said something I have always wanted to hear, "I love you Jack, thank you."
"I love you to Kimmy, will you be my girlfriend?" I asked with a smile.
"Do you really need to ask, of course I will." After that all I could do is smile.
"I am so sorry about everything, but I am so happy I can see your beautiful smile."
"Thank you for everything you have ever done Jack, and I promise you that I will never think of this as a bad thing. It will be hard but I promise."
"Come on, baby lets get out of here."
I know its not my best but yeah. So if you could review on this story and my other one. That one hasnt gotten that many and I would really like it if it did. So with that said, Stay bright my little lights.