Preference #120: He Misses You On 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: A knock at your door caused you to jump completely out of your seat. Turning off the television you skipped to the door, fully expecting to see the Thai delivery man with his hands full of the food you ordered over an hour ago. However, your mouth dropped open in surprise when you saw your boyfriend Josh at the doorstep instead. One look into his eyes and you could tell something was up. He looked at you, taking in a shaky breath before putting you in a bone-crushing hug. "Josh, honey, are you ok?" You asked, rubbing his back softly. He didn't respond, but when he looked up at you there were tears in his eyes. "I miss you so fucking much." He growled slightly. You placed your hands on his face, making sure he was looking you straight in the eye. "I missed you too, but what is this all about?" Josh pulled away, running his hand through his hair. "I'm just...afraid." Your confused expression gave him the permission to go on, "I'm afraid you'll get tired of waiting." You sighed, reaching behind him to close the door. "Josh, I would never, ever, get tired of you." He sighed, looking up at you. "I really needed to hear that." You nodded, motioning to the couch. "But while I have you in my grasp," You wiggled your eyebrows, causing Josh to grin, "I have just ordered some Thai food, and I would be honored if you would eat it with me." Josh smiled, "My pleasure."</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: Hearing your phone ring you groaned, turning over to look at your alarm clock. It was after 3AM. Picking up your cell you noticed it was George. "Hello." "Hey babe, I know, I'm sorry it's late." "It's fine George, is something wrong?" Silence met you on the other line, a faint sniffling caused you to sit straight up. "Sweetheart, what's the matter?" George seemed to struggle to compose himself, "It's just, I miss you so much. I need to see your face, hear your voice. I just, I wish I was home." You sighed running your hands through your hair. "George, it will be ok. Tour is over in a few weeks and I'm at home, waiting for you. You can call me anytime." You said, trying desperately to make him feel better. Tears burned in your eyes as well, you wished you could be there to comfort him. "I know," George said softly. "I always feel like I'm bothering you..." His voice trailed off into a whisper. "George Shelley," You said, sternly. "Don't you ever think your bothering me. I want you to call me whenever you need to no matter what the reason." George sniffled a little, "I love you." He whispered, "have sweet dreams." You smiled, knowing he was going to be alright. "I love you too, try and get some sleep Georgie."</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: "Ok," You mumbled to yourself, "The storming of the Bastile occured on July-" The sound of your ringtone reverberated across the room, proving to be an ample distraction. "Hello." You said, cheerfully. "Baaaabbbbeeee," You frowned. "Jaymi? Is that you?" You heard a laugh on the other line. "Well who else would it be?" The voice slurred, before chuckling again. You smiled, flopping yourself back on the couch. "So, how drunk are you?" You asked, twirling a piece of hair around your finger. You heard Jaymi take in a deep breath on the other line, "Well, I took a shot of vodka with George to start, had a few beers, did a tequila contest with JJ-" "So basically, you are absolutely wasted." You concluded. Jaymi laughed on the other line, "Basically." "Why? You never usually drink." He sighed, "I missed you." You smiled to yourself, you almost couldn't believe that he had admitted that to you, he usually liked to seem completely "in control." "I miss you too." You said, "but Jay, I think we need to talk about this in the morning, after the effects of the alcohol are finished." "You're probably right, but, can I tell you one thing?" You smiled, "Of course." "I love you Y/N."</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: Your phone beeped, and you smiled seeing the name that popped up. It was a text from JJ. "Hey babe, Skype tonight? xx" You grinned, your fingers in a flurry over the keys, "I'm free now if you want." Almost immediately your Skype started ringing from a new call. Grinning, you hit accept, seeing JJ on the other side. You could tell immediately something was wrong, his smile seemed a little empty. "Hey sweetheart." He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "JJ, what's wrong?" You said, knowing he was definitely out of it. He looked at you, biting his lip. "God, this is so hard." "What's hard?" You asked, your heart in an absolute flutter. "Being away from you, not being able to wake up in your arms, take the dog for a walk, kiss you whenever I want." You trailed off, looking away from the camera. "JJ, look at me." You said. He glanced back hesitantly, and you watched him push a tear away. "You will be home before you know it and I will be waiting for you. Just think of all the fans who you will get to meet, they love you, and it would break their hearts if they never got the chance to see your face." JJ nodded, "You're absolutely right." You smiled, "Are you going to make it Mr. Hamblett?" He smiled, "What would I do without you?" You grinned, "I really have no idea." You blew him a kiss and he pretended to catch it on the other side, "Keep your head up J," You said, signing off.</li>

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