i found it!! it was about Larks trying to convince the reader not to join the army Author’s Note: I am so sorry for the long wait for this one! @saad-sack :( But, I hope you like it!
This was not how you imagined this big life changing event to go. You pictured hugs, smiles, and motivational words. Yet, you got tears, screams and regret.
It wasn’t until the mid-afternoon when you got the call. You were joining the army. You! It was a dream of yours since, you could remember. To be honest you weren’t even sure what sparked the dream. You did know that this was something you prepared yourself for since you were five.
It was the real deal when you start ROTC. You began in high school and sometime in college. You did everything you needed to do to make yourself mentally and physically ready for the army. When you felt the time was right you applied to the army. That was about two months ago and to be honest you were starting to worry that they didn’t want you. That all changed this afternoon. They wanted you. In three weeks you were going off to train.
You were dancing around the room, when Dylan got home. He couldn’t help but smile at your glee. He placed his bag down before slipping his shoes off and placing them by the door. He made his way over towards you and began dancing with you.
“Why, are we dancing?” He asked with a smile on his face.
“You ask after you join.” You giggled.
“Hey no one said I was smart.” He joked with a smile.
“I got in. I GOT IN!!!” You cheered dancing more.
“In?” He smiled
“The Army!” You smiled.
That’s when Dylan stopped dancing. You could tell by his face that he wasn’t okay. You stop jumping around and followed Dylan in your shared room. You waited for him to say something. Anything. He made his way into the bathroom, and slammed the door. What the hell was wrong with him you thought. You sighed before walking over to the door and knocked.
“Dyl, what’s wrong?” You said placing your ear on the door.
You heard the water turn on and you knew he was trying to ignore you. The question was why? Why, was your boyfriend of four years being such a child. You felt anger. This was a big step in your life. Very big, yet your boyfriend was acting like it was nothing. You knocked louder this time.
“What the fuck Dylan!” You yelled.
That’s when the bathroom door swung open, to reveal a red eye Dylan. You felt bad for yell. That was until he spoke.
“If you go, then we’re….then we’re done.” He spat.
“Fuck you.” You said, feeling tears prick at your eyes. “Fuck you.” You said again, before grabbing your shoes, and car keys.
“Honey, I don’t get it. Why did he say that? Did you say something to him to make him think that.” You mom said handing you a cup of hot tea.
“Really, mom.” You said not looking up.
“I’m sorry. I just don’t get why he would say something like that. That’s not Dylan.” She said.
“I know it’s not. That’s why it hurts so much. If I go to in the Army I lose the love of my life. If I don’t go then, I just drop my dream.” You cried.
“I think that this moment right now is what you want. You want Dylan then fine. If you want to fulfill your long life dream then fine, but pick what you want. No matter how much it might hurt.” You mom said getting up from the chair.
“Thanks mom.” You smiled weakly. You heard a knock on the door.
“I’ll get it. It’s Marcy with my books.” You mom said walking away.
You took the time to pull out your phone. Nothing. No call. No texts. Nothing. It was like the last four years meant nothing. That’s what hurt the most. He knew that this was your dream. He knew that you applied. Yet, he couldn’t just be happy for you.
“I’m sorry.” Dylan said from behind you. You turned to face him. “I was an ass. I shouldn’t have said what I said. It wasn’t right. This is your dream and I’ve always known that, but a part of me is scared. I don’t want to lose you. I might be strong, but the thought of losing you kills me. I still shouldn’t have acted the way I did. I’m really, really, really sorry.” He said.
You felt the stress from earlier wash away. “I’m scared too. I’m going to be in different places and have guns going off around me, but do you know what hold me together. “ You said walking towards him and taking his face in your hands. “You. So when you acted the way you did it killed me. I need you, just as much as you need me. I’m not going to say that our lives won’t be hell at times, because it will, but at the end of the day we have each other, right. And to me that’s all I need. “ You kissed his lips.
“I love you, Y/N. Can we go home and start all this over.” He smiled.
“You loved my moves that much.” You joked grabbing your stuff.
“There better than mine.” He giggled placing a kiss on your head.
“I love you Dylan, but don’t you ever freak me out like that again.”
Shout out to henrik zetterberg who, after taking a high stick to the face, spite bled on the ice for 2 minutes because the penalty didn’t get called and then didn’t fucking wipe the blood off for the post games.