A/N: Sorry it's been FOREVER since I last wrote, but I've been real busy. Here's chapter 15. All in John Morrison's perspective. The Italicized is his thoughts, and the non italicized is the present time, non thought process.
As I'm sitting here, watching the girl of my dreams sleep, just the idea of her having to go back to Adam frightens me. It only frightens me, due to the fact that he constantly hurts her, and then tries to be nice to her. I do like to think he's Bi-Polar, but when I ask him if he is, he punches me in the face. I just want to know what's wrong with him.
Ashlie's phone's ringing right now, and I don't want to answer it, but I guess I can check who it is, because it don't hurt to know who it is, I guess. Oh man, it's Beth, I got to answer this.
"Hello.." John said.
"John? Where's Ashlie?" Beth exclamed.
"Uhh, she's with me... why?" He sounded all the most confused.
"I got to talk to her John, I really do. If she's busy, have her call me soon!" Beth said with a hint of sorrow in her voice.
"I will Beth. I will. Take care." John said and hung up Ashlie's phone.
I never wanted to lose her, and now that she's here with me again, I can't let her leave. Not to be hurt again, I can't deal with it. We've been together through it all, and now that we're so far away, yet so close, I can't have her.
He then ended up climbing into bed with her and covering themselves up as he just continued to lay there watching her sleep.
Man, how many times do I have to fuck up something so perfect, so wonderful? I know I fucked it up, and man, did I do it so bad to the point where she won't even let me hold her. Shit, I really do think I did.
Ashlie moved around a little. She now was facing him. He smiled for just a second and resumed his thoughts.
Would it be a bad thing if I just wanted to wake her up, just so I can hear her voice again? The more my mind wants to hear her voice, and when I know I will, my heart will break even more, and I can't deal with that. I don't like how my heart shatters whenever I hear her name being called from a distance. My heart shatters whenever I take one glance at her. How do you exactly know when you're losing it? Man, I must really be losing it. I'm thinking to myself, about myself, and my love for this amazingly beautiful girl right next to me.
Ashlie shifted again to the point where she was laying her head on his chest, to the point where she was now smiling. She still was asleep.
Seeing Ashlie smile made a little tear go down his cheek. How can I be crying now? I never cried when I seen her smile all the other times. Yeah, I must really be in love with her.
Ashlie moved again, and she now awoke, and smiled again at him.