Preference #109: He Surprises You In The Middle Of The Tour.

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by AmandaKovacic

by AmandaKovacic

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">Josh: "Miss Y/L/N? Have you finished the last report?" You tore your eyes away from the computer screen, making eye contact with the petitie red- headed intern. "Just about." You replied, glancing over at the clock, looked like it would be another late night. "You can go on and head home." You said, giving her a small smile. The girl's eyes lit up, "Thank you!" She practically shrieked, waving enthusiastically. Turning your attention back to the file your thoughts drifted back to Josh, god you wished he was here, there was nothing you wanted more than to be able to cuddle the stress away. Sighing, you closed your laptop, stuffing the folder in your messenger bag. Whipping around a scream ripped from your throat as you saw a person lounging in the corner. "Josh?!" You asked, almost dropping your bag to the floor. Josh smiled brightly, moving towards you. "Hey sweetie, I was waiting for you at home, and then, well I got tired of waiting." You chuckled slightly, moving towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you placed a kiss on his cheek. "How on earth did you get the time to be here?" You asked, smiling. "We got a few days off and I wanted to surprise you, management wasn't necessarily happy about it but fuck them, I am getting Chinese with my favorite girl." You looked down at the bag in his hand, your stomach growling loudly. "You are truly the best boyfriend ever." You said, moving over to your desk and clearing off a space. "I know." He replied cheekily.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">George: Tears welled in your eyes as you dressed yourself quietly. A simple black dress seemed to work well, with the same pearl necklace your Grandmother had given you only months before. The rain was pouring down today, a fitting weather incident considering your mood. A soft knock at your bedroom door caused you to jump. turning around you met the weak smile of your mother. "Are you ready Y/N?" You nodded, grabbing your purse and a handful of tissues on the way out. The car ride to the church seemed to last a lifetime, luckily, George had not stopped texting you since he found out, he knew how much you needed him, and how much it killed him that he was so far away. When the car pulled into the parking lot you took a deep breath, following your parents dutifully inside. The church stunk like lilies, the organ was too loud, you knew you're Grandmother wouldn't have liked any of it. However, when your family members spoke to give a few words you were completely done, you couldn't take it another second. Excusing yourself from the room you hurried back in the rain, only to be faced with a dripping wet George Shelley. All at once you fell in his arms, allowing you to cry out every ounce of your sorrow. "I'm so sorry I couldn't get here sooner." He mumbled. You sniffled lightly, finally freeing yourself from his chest. "I cannot believe you are even here in the first place." You cried, wiping away the tears from your cheeks. "I made a promise to you that I would always be here for you, and if that means sacrificing some time away from tour I'll do it." He said, pulling you back into his chest.</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px; background-color: #fdfdfd; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">Jaymi: "Bye Y/F/N!" You yelled at the limo as it made a quit exit from your driveway. Your legs wobbled a bit on your five inch heels as you made your way up to the front door of your house. Slipping the key in you gave it a quick turn and a push, causing you to stumble into the house with about as much grace as a one legged ballerina. Closing the door behind you with a slam you yanked off the offending footwear, massaging your aching feet as you did so. Once you had succesfully managed to dull the aching in your feet you made your way up the stairs, stopping abruptly when you heard a slight snore coming from your bedroom. Creeping as quietly as you could manage in your drunken stuper you pushed open the door, a smile moving across your lips when you saw the familiar figure on your bed. Slowly you undressed, trying to not wake Jaymi. You saw his bags in the corner and couldn't help but be a little amazed. Pulling an oversized t-shirt over your head you moved towards the bed, peeling back the comforter as you slipped in next to him. Almost at once his arm slung around your body as he pulled your closer to his, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. "You're awake?" You whispered, tracing along his stubbled jawline. He peeked open an eye, "Yeah, I woke up when I heard you come in the room." "Sorry." You replied, biting your lip. "What?" Jaymi asked. "I just," You laughed a little, "I can't believe your really here."</li>

<li class="chat_line" style="outline: none 0px; margin: 0px; border-right-width: 1px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: #e2e4e7; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #e2e4e7; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: #e2e4e7; list-style-type: none; padding: 9px 14px;"><strong style="outline: none 0px; margin-right: 4px; display: inline-block; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;">JJ: You opened your eyes, groaning at the headache that was currently ruining your life. You saw your reflection in the mirror across the room, your whole face was red and bloated, your eyes puffy and your face dry from the tears you had shed. You and JJ had gotten into a fight, a big one, the kind that has you screaming at the top of your lungs, insults hurling, until one of you hung up. It had all started when you had told him that you wished he was home, which he got really defensive about, calling you needy, etc, and then, well then he said that maybe if you "couldn't handle it" then maybe you guys should just break it off. It hurt, it hurt a lot, and you hung up without saying a word, collapsing on your bed into a heap, and you hadn't moved since. Hearing the front door open you sat straight up in bed, trying to make yourself presentable for your roommate who was probably home from work. However, when your bedroom door opened, it was not your roommate, but rather, a very flustered looking JJ Hamblett. He dropped his bag, taking in a deep breath, "I'm so sorry." He breathed. You took in a shaky breath, bringing your legs up to your chest. "I didn't mean it, I really didn't, and, as soon as I said it, I knew I needed to come here." He moved towards the bed, sitting next to you, "Y/N?" All at once you fell into his arms, and he held you close to his body, whispering apologies.</li>

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