Chapter 43:

“Err... Aston, this is the girl’s loo,” Jasmine said confusion on her face, “yeah, I know... But where’s (Your name)?” I asked “we haven’t seen her,” Laura answers me, as I panic and quickly run out the girl’s loo.

Where could she have gone? I mean, she couldn’t have gone far! Her dressing room!

(Your name)’s POV:

You standing in your dressing room bedroom, crying, but then someone had barged through into your main room. Thinking fast, you dived underneath your bed and kept quiet. You didn’t want to be seen.

Just then, the door opens and the person’s shoes are so recognizable! It was Aston! Frowning and miming a sigh, you kept quiet and waited for him to leave.

Two minutes later, Aston had left your room, but you waited till you heard the main dressing room door to open and close. That door soon made that cue for you to come out from under the bed. Taking a step over to the bedroom door, you opened it and saw Aston leaning his back against the main dressing room door.

Sighing frustratingly, you knew Aston wasn’t a dumb man. Of course he knew you were under the bed! You’d done it once or twice before! Walking quickly over to the worktop, you leaned it before flashing an angry look over to him, before looking back at the mirror in front of you and began to clean yourself up. “Me and my heart we got issues, don’t know if I should hate you or miss you... Damn I wish that I could resist you... Can’t decide if I should leave you or kiss you, me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues... We got issues, issues, issues,” his angelic voice sung to you, making you smile even though you doing everything to stop smiling. Although, before you knew it, he was standing behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing the flesh behind your ear, “baby I love you so much... Please don’t listen to the insult that I gave you. I was just so pissed off with Oritsé saying that our baby sounds like a mistake, and I just wasn’t in the mood to do anything,” he sighs as you continue to look down at the worktop in front of you, “please forgive me... Baby, I love you,” he whispers, but you don’t know wither to say anything back to him.

A minute later, your voice croaks, but manages to say “I love you too,” which makes Aston notably relieved. “Do you forgive me?” He whispers “yes baby, I do,” you whisper back, but Aston suddenly spins you around. “You dressed for the show?” “Yes, are you?” “No, but we have twenty minutes,” he winks, “I know what you were gonna do to me in the bunk,” he adds, “what?” You ask “Was you going to make supportive love to me?” He asks, as you blush bright red, as you were going to make love to him to make him feel better. “I thought so,” he whispers as he buries his head into your neck and pecks it tenderly “can I make supportive love to you?” He whispers onto your neck making it tickle, as you bite your lip as your body surrenders under him, “take me,” you whisper as he suddenly whisks you into the bedroom...

JB’s POV:

The performance was fantastic! Seeing Fay, and her girls dancing and singing in the first row ((Your name) was on stage). Seeing Fay so happy, made me so happy and I realized how much I was in love with her. She IS the ONE, and now I made up my mind... I want to spend the rest of my life with her, I want to have children with her and grow old with her.

As the performance was long done, Fay, Laura and Jasmine had gone back home, (Your name) sleeping in Aston’s bunk. I wanted to ask Aston something, and I was pretty sure Aston was still awake. Somehow I found out he likes to watch (Your name) sleep for least an hour before he sleeps himself!

“Yo, Aston,” I whisper, as I had climbed out my bunk and pulled the curtain back a bit, to see Aston’s naked back facing towards me. “Ast, you awake?” I whisper, as he turns his head as far as he can to see me, “what’s wrong?” He asks, “Were you asleep?” I whisper “no,” “oh good, err... Ast, I was wondering if you could give me some advice,” “on what?” He asks, but I frown at him. Hinting that (Your name) may be able to hear this conversation; “Let’s go over to the sofa... I won’t be a minute,” He smiles as I knew him and (Your name) snuggle up close to each other at night, so he had to prize himself away from her grip.

“Continue,” Aston states, as he sits next to me, “I was thinking... Fay is the ONE for me, and... I want to purpose, but I need advice on the ring and where and when I should pop the question,” I say desperately, as Aston begins to talk me through and jot down some notes for me.

“Aston?” (Your name)’s voice is suddenly heard, and sounds like a child looking for her dad. (Your name) stumbles tiredly over to Aston, sits down next to him and buries herself into the right side of him as his right arm snakes around her waist, as her head lays onto his shoulder and she begins to fall back to sleep. “Can she hear?” I whisper “most likely,” Aston whispers back, “right, take this pen and jot down what I say to you,” he advices as he begins to advice me once again.

“Is that it?” Aston grins at me, as we look at two note pages full of engagement and engagement ring advice. “Yeah, thanks bro,” I grin as I get up, but watch Aston pick (Your name) up in bridal carry as she has completely fallen back to sleep. “Can she only sleep when you are next to her something?” I titter, as he grins “she did say that the smell of me helps her sleep. Suppose she uses it as a protection, so that she knows I’ll be there for her in the morning,” he smiles sweetly as he carries her over back to his bunk and lays her down, before climbing in afterwards. “Night J,” Aston whispers “Night Ast,” I whisper back as I climbed back into my bunk and pulled the curtain over, just as Aston does the same.

Although I don’t fall straight to sleep, I read through my advice notes. This has to go perfectly!

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