I opened my eyes and turned to look at the person lying next to me. He was simply perfect, no other word for him. His blond hair fell across his forehead as he dreamt and his face expression was peaceful. His chest rose and fell in deep slumber and he looked like he didn't have a care in the world. I loved him more than life itself and I knew he felt the same, for he told me so every minute of every day. There were so few perfect moments like this one in our lives as his schedule was hectic and there were times when I didn't see him for months.
I gently brushed his soft hair away from his forehead and sighed in content. I should enjoy this moment while it lasts and before he wakes and returns to the lifestyle of reporters and concerts.
He stirred gently and opened his crystal clear blue eyes.
"Morning," he said softly and grinned. That smile, it always made me melt.
"Morning," I replied just as softly and kissed him gently on the lips.
After we parted he grinned again. "Not that I mind, but what was that for?"
"For being you," I told him and kissed him again.
"No one can resist my charm," he said and puffed out his chest.
"Yeah, sure," I said laughing.
"You couldn't," he pointed out.
"I could at first, and then you kinda grew on me," I said shrugging. That much was true, I didn't like him much when we first met, and then everything just…clicked.
He smiled again, his trademark half smile. "Are you sure you can't come on tour with me? It'll be fun, I promise," he said.
I sighed. "You know I can't, I have school," I repeated for what had to be the millionth time that week. I wanted to go with him so badly, but I couldn't leave school for two months, that's half the semester and I couldn't afford to take that time off, not if I wanted to keep my GPA high. When he first told me about the tour, I tried to find any way to go with him but I wasn't successful. College kept my feet firmly planted in Florida with no way out.
"Who needs college anyway?" he huffed. "I didn't go and I'm fine," he said pouting.
"Oh yeah, tell me, where's Norway again?" I teased.
"I'm bad in geography, so sue me," he said shrugging.
"Fine, Mr. I-resign-in-Florida," I said laughing.
"Okay, see, resign and reside sound alike," he said but couldn't help cracking a smile.
"And if you had gone to school you would've known the difference between the two," I pointed out laughing.
"That's it, you're gonna get it now," he said getting an evil look on his face.
"Oh no you don't!" I exclaimed cause I knew what was coming.
"Watch me," he said grinning and started tickling me.
"Okay…okay…I…give…up…stop," I said squirming and gasping for air from laughing so much. I was very ticklish and he knew and used it to his advantage.
"Gonna stop teasing me?" he asked laughing but not stopping the tickling.
"Yes!" I yelled. And I meant it, well, for today anyway, but he didn't have to know that.
"Alright," he said and stopped.
"Evil," I told him and stuck my tongue out.
"But you love me anyway," he said also sticking out his tongue. Weren't we mature?
He then grabbed me by the waist and lay me down on top of him. He made a really good pillow did I mention that? I rested my head on his chest and wrapped my arms around his waist.
"I can hear your heartbeat," I said softly.
"You're the one who keeps it beating," he told me and I could see the love in his eyes.
I smiled and snuggled closer against him. Yes, this moment was just perfect.
He turned his head to look at the alarm clock. "SHIT!" he yelled and jumped up, throwing me off of him and back onto the bed in the process. "I'm so late! The guys are gonna kill me!" He ran out of the bedroom nearly tripping and breaking his neck on a pair of his shoes on the floor.
I laughed quietly to myself. So much for perfection.