Head in the Clouds

As he started to unpack his bag and hang up his clothes, Sky walked to the double glass doors and opened them to let in the nice breeze and stepped out onto the balcony, laughing and waving down at Jessica and Alex who spotted her from across the lawn. “So have you finished your vows, almost-husband?” She asked as she turned back to the room.

Everyone got to the castle the day before the wedding and the moment they had all pulled up in their cars, and there were a good other ten cars pulling in and out. Some were dropping off guests, mostly the rest of the wedding party, others were setting up the venue for the next day. There was the quick debriefing that needed to be done before signing the papers to rent the location officially after inspection and Skylar just stood beside Gerald as he talked in Russian to the couple of people who were managing the grounds. They signed off on the renting agreement for the location after getting a brief walk around as just a reminder of the state of the place and the condition it was to remain in. For the most part it all went in one ear and out the other because they already rented the space for an extra day for a clean up crew to come and fix the place up after their partying. Meanwhile everyone else was being shown to their rooms and Skylar shot the girls a text to meet up in the bridesmaids suite in about an hour where they would all crash and get ready the next morning. Once the two were shown to their main suite, Skylar tossed her bags on the bed and collapsed back with a happy sigh. “This is really happening, huh? I’m not just in some coma and you’re this too good to be true dream I’m going to wake up from.” She hummed out with a happy little sigh as she smiled over at Gerald. “Beth and Jess keep teasing me about the fact that we’re not supposed to see one another the night before, but Beth also said she’ll get Alex to keep her tipsy and distracted, so.. Meet me in the garden tonight? I’ve just got to be back in our room before everyone wakes up.”

“Okay so your family is a little..intense. As are the paparazzi, but I’d deal with both every day for you.” She was going to say she’d take a bullet for him, but that would always be a touchy subject and the number one reason she’d not gotten to visit Chicago with him in the past year. “Well the fuck Sony.” She laughed with a little shrug, arms instinctively encircling Gerald’s shoulders as he picked her up and started walking to their room, pup in tow. “Honestly I trust whatever you’re thinking is best and if it’s a shit deal then it is, what do I know that you don’t? All I know is my art is mine and it’s going to stay that way. No matter who wants to smack their label on the backside.” Wiggling around in his arms, they both laughed and he tried to keep a solid hold on her as she moved to wrap her legs around his waist, arms releasing him so she could pull her shirt off, holding it behind his back and kissing him until they got to their room and she reached blindly for one of the double door handles to let them in, dropping her shirt on the floor to tug his shirt up over his head. “Really sucked.” She nodded. “And if you think I’m letting you out of this room until we are both starving tomorrow, you’re wrong.” He set her on her feet as she pulled away from their kiss with a smile, kicking off her shoes as she spoke. “Last one to the shower better get down on their knees.”

“You really wanted me to tour with you? Like on stage? Outside of Him & I?” It was still incredible to her that she found someone so different and incredible in comparison to herself, who not only wanted to share their world with her, but make her an active part in it. She listened as he explained what was happening and what would happen going forward and she just nodded along, fully trusting him to have been making choices for her (or getting Matt to) and setting things up in a way that wouldn’t fuck her over or dictate her art. Her face was a little scrunched up as she leaned in to rest her forehead on his own and took a deep breath as she hummed before she pulled back to speak. “I’m thinking.. I’d be willing to meet with people, do a few interviews and hear what your lawyers are saying before I make any set in stone decision. But I don’t want to sell out on my art. This was for me and while it’s really cool that other people are getting to hear it.. it’s still mine.” Sky moved to snuggle into him and held one of his hands. “I love you for believing in me though, I’d never have even considered this if you didn’t support me so much.” She smiled up to him. “I appreciate you all for not putting me right on the spot tonight too. Have I mentioned that I don’t deserve you?”

“Absolutely not, though the tattoo artist and I were talking and I think I’m going to try to learn to tattoo. Maybe I’ll give you a dick butterfly.” She joked, nodding as he mentioned going back. “We have to! There’s still so much to see and so much new food to try too. You need to play a tour date out there and make a week out of it.” Exploring places was always more fun with Gerald because he made every view a million times better and the average moments romantic. When he pulled her quickly back into another kiss, she couldn’t help the smile spreading on her face in the middle of it. She had a future to look forward to and for the first time in a long time, she felt really secure in something. If everything else failed, she knew she’d have Gerald. Settling back in his lap she sighed and nodded, not sure what he was going to throw at her. “No, but I guess I need to know anyway.” It was surprising enough that she’d heard her music on the radio and out in public, even moreso that everyone seemed to know it well enough to sing along, but hearing that there was a bidding war over her and her music was - “Wait what?” Sky could only just stare at him in surprise. “When did this all happen? I didn’t - I didn’t think people were really going to listen to it. Wait an album this year? Like... I have 8 more months if I sign?” Realistically she had just about enough songs to smack into an album if she wanted to. More than enough if she put in all of her ep tracks, but that wasn’t what she was wanting to do. “Jesus.. and Matt already knows I’m stubborn, right? I don’t want a shitty and pushy manager if I’m doing this. Wait- but if I do this can we still travel together? Because after this weekend I don’t like going without you.” 

There was something about walking into Gerald’s home - their home - that really felt relaxing. While she’d had a blast with the girls, coming back here felt like taking a deep breath of relief, plus, she and Gerald were hardly ever apart anymore. Everything with them seemed to be 0-100 and once they were pretty seriously dating, she went to all the shows of his that she could and shortly after moved in and it seemed like she blinked and then their two lives were one. But it also felt like there had never been any other way of living, this was and would always be how things were. “Oh no, what did I do?” She kissed him as one hand settled low on his chest and the other fliddled with the sleeves on his tee. “Yeah, drunk tarot reading isn’t something I’ll do again, oh but look!” Leaning back, she pulled her jacket off to show the new tattoo on her upper arm. “We were able to make all the crying a positive.” She said with a little laugh. “It was a lot of fun though, the food is incredible and the French Quarter has so much history even in just it’s architecture. You’d love it. We went to so many clubs and then they have little alcohol stops between the bars. And yesterday alone I heard Bad at Love on the radio and nightmare in the gay bar - and people knew the words which was...wild.. We went shopping and got our nails done. Yesterday was a nice turn around, but it’s weird being away from home without you.” She hummed out. “Downside is Jessica made out with some chick while drunk and Beth is doubting her relationship, but I was a good girl.” Sky joked, kissing Gerald again. “I came back more excited to marry you than ever.”