A/N: Here it is!
John has been gone for two days now. The guys took off in the van the evening John came over to tell me about their trip. It's been two days, and Arizona just isn't the same knowing that he isn't just a few minutes away.
Jess calls me crazy for being slightly sad that my boys aren't here, along with constantly wishing they'd return home soon. I bet she'd be in the same position as me if the love of her life was so close, yet so far away.
Jess and I were lounging in the backyard on the lawn chairs trying to perfect our crazy farmer tan lines, when my phone suddenly rang. Jess looked at me with daggers for even bringing it out here and into our sanctuary for the day.
I ignored her stares and looked at the caller I.D. "It's John." I told her, giving her the puppy dog pout. I haven't talked to him since early last night and it's nearly three in the afternoon.
"Go ahead." She shooed me off, getting herself comfortable again.
"Thanks." I got up and started walking into the empty house.
"What's up?" I asked him, not bothering with silly hellos.
"Just called to say hi, and that I miss you." he simply replied, I could tell that he shrugged when he said that.
I smiled. "You guys are only six hours away." I pointed, but only reminding myself of the great distance between landmasses keeping us from each other.
"Yeah I know, but still."
"I think you're obsessed." I chuckled, leaning back against the kitchen counter.
"I think I'm in love." He rebutted.
He always has to go and say it.
Diverting from his past statement I asked, "How long until you come back?"
"Four more days."
"That long?" I whined, switching my cell to my other ear.
"I'm afraid so."
"Summer's almost over." I added sadly. Roughly two more weeks and then senior year.
"I know, tour starts soon." He stated, and I knew he was saying this because once I leave it would only be a short month before he and the crew came up for a show.
"Senior year starts soon." I sighed. I wish the summertime season could prolong itself forever. I never want to leave, and now that I have John it makes it so much harder. Long distance separation usually never works out, and our case is no exception. I think it's harder. John's a musician and he's becoming the apple of many girls' eyes across the nation and world, while I'm going to be heading off to college in just a mere year. Temptation is going to be all around us, testing our strengths and loyalty to one another, and in general.
He tried to cheer me up, "Just one more year."
"Five." I corrected him.
He was confused. "Five?"
"College."
"True." He agreed. "You're smart, you'll amount to something, while I will be making sweet music and travelling the globe. Who do you think will have more fun?" he asked randomly at the end of his mini thought rant.
"Not too much fun mister." I scolded him. "You may be a rock star travelling the world, but I'm still your girlfriend and if you want to keep me, you'll have to behave."
"Who said you're going to be my girlfriend?" I was shocked that he'd say such a thing. Was I only here for the ride, and when he makes it big he'll leave me for some band whore? "I plan on making you my wife by the time we're millionaires." He sincerely said, and I knew he meant it. He wants to spend the rest of his life with me just like I want to do with him. I'm sure separation won't completely break us.
"Then that will be a while." I joked, my mood picking up slightly.
"Just you wait." He challenged me. This was an actual challenge by the sound of his voice dropping, and I could only imagine his eyes closing into little slits to stare me down, as if he was really here.
"I guess I have to." I said. "Four more days." I sighed.
"Just four more days." He reassured me. "Love you."
"Love you too."
I closed my phone shut, ending the call. I stood up straight and let out one loud sigh to relieve all the tension and stress that built up while I was on the phone with John for that short amount of time.
"What was that about?" Jess asked when I emerged back outside.
"Four more days." I told her as I made my way back to my lounge chair.
"I lose you in four more days?" she pouted, already guessing that the guys will be back in that amount of time which seems like an eternity.
"Stop being such a baby." I told her. "We're blood, you'll always have me." I added.
"True dat." She smiled, relaxing back into the chair to meet the rays of the sun with welcome.
I chuckled at her gangster talk, following in her lead. These days will fly by; as long as I keep myself busy.
The next three days were spent having total girl time with Jess, no boys or anything to do with a band allowed; only the music of our iPod's was my only solstice to hearing my boy's magnificent works. Everything was going fine that third day, until my phone rang.
"Hey, hon." He didn't sound too thrilled, and that scared me so much. Did something happen to one of them? Did John find someone else while he was up there? Someone closer to his age, and closer to his heart now than I?
"Hi." Was my only reply due to the fact that I was frozen with worry.
"What's wrong?" He asked me concerned.
"Nothing." I reassured him not too enthusiastically. "What's wrong with you?"
"We have to stay an extra four days." His voice dropped and I could tell he was dreading telling me this and the fact that we have to be away from each other longer than expected. At least none of them are hurt.
"What. Why?"
"They want to make these tracks into an EP." He told me. Though the news was great for the band, he was not sounding like a happy camper.
"That's great, sweetheart!" I tried to muster up some of my previous happiness, but it wasn't really working. I was too depressed.
"I know you're upset." He told me, pinpointing my exact roundabout feelings. "I am too." He said, and I didn't respond. There was nothing else for me to say since I couldn't beg him to come back when he was doing something he loved for his future. "I love you." he told me.
"I know." I sighed, trying to push away the bitter sadness that was gnawing at my heart. "I love you too."
"Just four more days." He tried to reassure me.
"That's what you said last time."
"I know and I'm so sorry." He apologized. "This is my job, and obligation, I have to stay."
"I know, I know, I know. I just, hmph." I couldn't find the right words. "That means we only have one day left together once you come back." I told him. "Maybe." I added sadly.
"Maybe?" John questioned.
"If you come home early, then we have the whole day." I started to explain. "But if you come home at night then we only have time at the airport the next morning."
"I'm sorry, Natalie." He, again, apologized to me. Lately all he's been doing is apologizing.
"You said that a million times already." I pointed out.
"Well it's true." He said. His voice rose from the stoic tone in which we've been talking in, "Oh, I got to go. We're going out to eat."
I only replied with, "Kay." I was mad that I wouldn't see him tomorrow, nor get to spend the last week with him and my boys.
"Love you, baby." He told me.
I replied with, "Same here, sweetheart."
I slammed my phone shut, then proceeded to run up the staircase to my room.
I flopped stomach down onto my bed, groaning into my pillow. "UGH!"
"What's wrong?" No doubt Jess followed me up here after my phone call.
"They're staying an extra four days." I said into my pillow, but I knew she could still understand me.
She sat on the side of my bed next to me, placing her hand on my back reassuringly. "It's not the end of the world." She told me.
"I'll only get to spend a few hours with him before I have to leave." I could now feel tears starting to build up as the reality of leaving and in such a short amount of started to set in. I hated myself for those betraying tears. I never cry, at least not over anything this minor.
"Isn't he going up to see you throughout the year?" she asked.
"Yes." My face was still planted in my pillow. "October for their show, and June for prom."
"So you already get to see him more than you did any year before." She pointed out, rubbing my back to get my tears to stop forming.
"But I want to see him now." I complained, feeling some the escaped tears soak my pillow.
"Stop being a baby."
"You don't understand," I finally picked my head up. "I love him and he's not here right now." I told her, looking into her brown eyes that matched my own.
"I know you're PMS-ing right now, and it's not the end of the world." She shook her head, trying to joke with the former. "If you really love him you'd let him go because this is what he wants to do with his life." She told me, and I immediately thought of what she did with Kennedy all those years before. She let him go because that's the path his life was moving on at the time. "Let him do it and he'll come back to you." she reassured me. But Kennedy didn't come back to her.
I turned on my side, back to Jess, curling up into a ball, hugging my pillow to me. "I want him now." I whispered.
"Well right now you are stuck with me and my boys. So suck it up."
"Is John fixed yet?" I randomly asked, wondering if her boys were back to practicing, since we weren't allowed to talk about any of that stuff the past few days we've been spending together
"No." She said sadly; everyone is still upset for John. "But Brian is." She smirked in reassurance.
"I think we should pay the Go-Bro's a visit." I offered. I needed something to get me out of here. The more time I spent at home, in my room, by myself the more time I would spend crying and thinking about how they aren't here; and that would be wasting my precious vacation time.
She smiled happily. "Now I think that's a good idea."
Oh, there will be one more, this one was going to be wayy too long!
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love, Dom
