My Prophet

I laid down on my couch, and clicked on The Dark Knight. I looked around the room, and smiled realizing Coralie would be here with me next week. I'd come home from recording the Ep, and she'd be here, just getting home from dance. Then it would be ruined by me going on tour, again.

All of the sudden I heard a knock at my door. I jumped up, and opened it. Coralie was standing there, looking rather flustered.

"Hey babe what's up?" I asked, gesturing for her to come inside.

"I think we need to talk about something." She said, shakily as we walked over to my couch. I began to feel nervous.

"What's that?" I raised my eyebrow, sitting next to her.

"I'm nervous about moving in with you." She said, clasping her hands, "It's not that I don't want too, believe me I really want too, it's just your on tour so much, and I would be alone."

She paused before continuing.

"I had Keenan last time, and it's not that he and I won't see each other everyday, it's just what do you think about this?" She asked.

"I think it is taking a big leap. And that you would be alone a lot." I nodded, "But I think it's worth it. I still have two weeks before I go over seas. Then it's only a month, and I'm back until Warped Tour, which your coming with me to that."

"That's true." She said, looking up at me.

"And you can invite Keenan over everyday, it'll be like a little sleepover." I said, in a girly voice.

"Ha-ha," She shoved my arm, "I think your right."

"So you'll move in with me?" I asked. She bit her lip.

"Yes." She sighed. I wrapped my arms around her, and squeezed her tight. She chuckled, and ran her fingers through my hair.

"I love you." I mumbled.

"I love you too." She giggled. I looked up at her, and placed my lips to her's. I slid my tongue on her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth slightly. My hands trailed up, and rubbed her bare arms. I pulled away, and trailed kisses down her neck. She moaned. "Andy."

"I need you, Corrie." I groaned. She shook her head.

"I'm just not ready." She said, and I looked up at her, resting my head in the crook of her neck.

"Then I won't pressure you." I said.

"I'm so sorry." She sighed. "How about his, we'll save it for your last night before tour."

"Okay." I smiled, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, as I held her firmly around the waist. I put my head in the same spot, that felt like it was made for me, and sighed. In that moment I was just happy holding her.

Notes

Awh yay:) good decision Corrie!