“Good morning babe” Jay kissed my cheek and smiled at me. I was staying in his hotel with him, Tom, and Nathan. They were still off of tour, so that I would have time to get ready to go with them. It had been a week after my mum’s funeral.
“Hi.”
“How long have you been up?”
“An hour or so.” I handed him a cup of coffee.
“Why didn’t you wake me?” He took a sip.
“Because it was quiet, it gave me time to think.”
“About?” He took my hand and led me to the couch, I sat on one end Indian style and he sat the same way, on the opposite end.
“Life.”
“Mm” He nodded, knowing I probably wouldn’t go into detail if he asked, and “So… the boys are going out today, they want to go to an amusement park. Do you want to go?”
“Not really, but you can.”
“I’m not leaving you here alone.”
“I’ll be fine if you want to go, I promise.”
“Nope!” he insisted, set his coffee cup down and then moved closer to me, “ I think I’m going to go on a REAL date with my wonderful, amazing, perfect, strong girlfriend.”
I blushed and smiled, “What are you and this incredible girlfriend of yours going to do on your date?”
“Well, first we’re gonna go get some breakfast, then we’ll go watch Iron Man 3, then we’ll eat lunch, then shop till she drops, and I’ll carry her back here and make her dinner.”
“An all-day date?” my jaw dropped.
“The best for the best.”
“You’re too good to me.”
“I know” he winked and kissed my cheek.
I stood from the couch and went into Jay and I’s room. I shook my head at the mess, Man I have a lot of stuff. I thought. After stepping over piles of my stuff, and jay’s bed he made on the floor, I got to the correct suitcase. I pulled out some shorts, a black tank top, and a yellow cardigan. After slipping into them I put my hair in a messy bun and then applied a bit of makeup. While I was digging for my shoes I found a picture of my mom and I about a week before she passed.
I thought I had put all the pictures in a separate box, so it took a minute to realize what the picture was of, but once I did, I was instantly in tears. I felt my eyeliner slowly dripping down my cheeks.
A minute later, I was still standing in the middle of the room, tears streaming down my face, when there was a knock on the door. “Chloe?” Jay’s voice came through the door.
“Jay…” I made my way to the door and opened it. As soon as he saw my tears he wrapped me into his arms.
“What’s wrong Clo?” He whispered, I lifted my hand up and showed him the picture I found. He took it and set it out of the way then turned back to me and helped me calm down.
A little while later and I had finally found my shoes. I slipped them on and we made our way out the back of the hotel to the car.
“Breakfast still sound good?” Jay started the car and turned on some music.
“When doesn’t breakfast sound good?”
“Good point.” He smiled and drove toward my favorite breakfast café. Once we were there we got out of the car and went inside. We were one of the few people there, as usual, and we were seated and served fairly quickly.
After breakfast we went across town to the movie theatre and saw Iron Man 3, which was amazing. Jay thought it was alright, but that’s just because he’s jealous of Robert Downey Jr. and how beautiful he is.
On our way to the mall we picked up some McDonalds for lunch. “We’re gonna go to a bigger mall, so it will be a bit of a drive” Jay informed me as we were leaving the McDonalds parking lot.
When we FINALLLY got to the mall we went into every store and spent at least four or five hours there. Jay insisted on buying me a ton of stuff for tour, as if I don’t already have enough.
Once we got back into the car Jay pulled a circular tube out of one of the shopping bags and handed it to me, it was wrapped in wrapping paper with hearts all over it. “For you.” He smiled cheekily and handed it to me,
I opened the package to reveal a poster, at first I didn’t know what it was of because it was still wrapped in a layer of plastic, but when I finally got it off I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. It was a poster of him, when the band first started which was about 4 years ago.
“Hey it’s not that bad!”
“Yes it is!” I giggled at his pout. “Stop pouting, it’s a cute kind of bad. I’m gonna cherish this forever….but I think I need u do sign it” I winked at him and he smiled slightly.
I handed him a pen and he signed right above the words “Jay McGuiness” at the bottom of the poster.
“Thank you babe, I love it” I kissed his cheek and slid the poster into the back seat with the rest of the stuff I got, “You didn’t have to buy all that for me.”
“I’m your boyfriend…isn’t that what boyfriends do? Spoil their girlfriends?”
“I guess.” I chuckled and put my buckle on. I Slipped off my shoes and set my feet on the dashboard and cranked up the radio.
Jay started driving and singing along to Sexy and I Know It by LMFAO. I giggled, watching him jam out. After that I plugged in my phone to the stereo and put it on a playlist of love songs. Of course the first song that played was Jay’s song for me…. Just the Way You Are by Bruno Mars. He smiled and took one hand off the wheel and put it on my leg. I slipped my hand under his and intertwined our fingers as he sang along to the song. The way back to the hotel seemed much shorter, maybe it’s because I was distracted by jay singing to me the whole time.
When we got back to the hotel we carried all my bags up to the suite, and took them into our room and plopped them wherever we could find a spot.
“I’m so tired” I flopped onto the bed.
He sat down next to me and stared at me for a moment before asking, “Do you want dinner?”
“Yeah” I smiled as he hopped off the bed and left to make dinner.
I grabbed my computer and started watching Jane by Design on Netflix. Once he came back in he handed me a plate of mac and cheese and slid in the bed next to me. He watched the show with me, even though I knew he didn’t like it.
“Thank you for dinner, Jaybird.” I set my plate on the nightstand and slid closer to him.
He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed my head, “Of course, Chloe.”
After a couple more episodes of Jane by Design, I was starting to get tired, and Jay could tell because I wasn’t answering in sentences that made sense.
“You need to sleep.”
“I’m spending time with my bucko” I mumbled, my eyes closing.
“Your bucko?”
“Yeah…you…my boy boy”
“Goodnight Chloe” he laughed and got out of the bed and laid down on his “bed” on the floor.
“Goodnight apricot” I fell into unconsciousness.
About a week later I was ready to go on tour, as were the boys, so we picked out a new tour bus big enough for all of us and all of our stuff, since we wouldn’t be getting hotels very often we just got an extra big tour bus.
When we finally found one, we loaded all our stuff into it. It was basically like one big hallway. When you first walk in there’s the kitchen and living room. Then when you turn to the left, there’s a hallway. The way it’s set up is that there’s a bunk and then a built in dresser underneath it. So there’s three on each side of the hallway. After that there’s a small storage/music room and a bathroom.
Once we were all loaded up, we set off onto the tour. First stop, New York!