#dec 12 2019

/hug/ 

verb

Author's note: Hey y'all, this is my first One-Shot. I hope you guys enjoy it. I originally wanted it to be longer, but I'm having trouble finding a good direction to take it. I really tried to embody Colson's personality in this, I hope I got it close.(also, sorry for the 1 emoji, I didn't know how to convey that sentence without it) Anyways, let me know what you think, and I'll try to keep them coming as often as I can write. Anyway, enjoy!

×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ×× ××

"This is wrong Colson," She said trying to back away from him. Trying her hardest to avoid his gaze. "We can't."

He pulled her in closer, and gently held her face with his hand. "Listen Malori, we can say all the reasons why it's wrong and why it can't be. Why it'll never work out how we want it to. I know why it never works for me, I don't want to drag you down a path you don't want. I just want to know one thing."

Her chest filled with anxiety of what he might ask. "What?" she whispered.

"Why do I find myself thinking about you all the time?" He sighed. His Forehead touched hers and he let her go of his grip and began to pace around the room. She took a half step back, confused by his words. "When I wake up, I think about how much I want to see you. I count the minutes until our scheduled meetings, just so I can be fucking near you. I know I can be a damn pest, but it's the only way I can get your attention at the studio. When I'm near you, I just... I just BREATHE easier. When we're out on tour, I can't even chill with a fucking groupie anymore because I'm trying to be a good guy and hope you notice. Sometimes you're not even around to see it, and I'm still trying. You can even ask Rooke, he'll tell you that's 💯. You're there even when you're not there and I can't even help it. You're changing me into a better fucking man and I can't even be with you because of who I AM. Between the Girl of my dreams or my dream career, whatever the fuck I choose, I lose too much in return. I can't afford to lose anything else."

Colson looked at Malori, who only stared back flustered, in silence. "I just wanted to let you know how I feel. If you don't feel the same way, I get it. It's just something that's been on my chest for a while."

Malori watched as Colson turned to leave the lounge room. Before she could even process what she wanted to say, she had already rushed to stop him from going. It took Colson by surprise, feeling her small hands yank his arm with the force that she did. He noticed her eyes were filling with tears and her nose was a bright red color.

"I..." she chocked through her tears "I don't want you to go because I feel the same way about you. I've been trying to keep my distance from you because I didn't want to be the one who keeps you from your music. from your fans. I thought that if I chose for you, it'd be easier for us to accept it and move forward. I didn't think I'd actually fall this deep for you. I've spent night after night, trying to reason out these feelings but it always comes down to the fact that I really do like you, Colson. A lot, but right now, you have so much going on and so much is expected of you and I don't want be in the way."

Colson pulled her into his arms, a sigh of relief escaped from the pair. "You don't have to choose for me, Mal. Shit can get a little crazy, but that doesn't mean that we can't be together. there isn't a thing in the world that could keep me from my music and if any fan doesn't agree with what I say or do or who I see, then they weren't fans to begin with and they can fuck off. right now, I just want it to be me and you, having a good time. Anything else can wait. Just say you'll be with me."

Malori snuggled deeper in his chest and mumbled in agreement.

"What?"asked Colson

Malori giggled as she pulled back a little. "I said 'Okay'!"

"That's right "okay"!" Colson said, "I don't confess my emotions to nobody just to be rejected. I'm in it for real, son!" He looked down to see your teary face. "Ay son, you know what, nevermind, I don't think I can be with a chick that gets her snot bubbles all over my jacket."

"Oh my God, stop!" Malori quickly pushed him back and rummaged through her purse for a tissue or napkin. Anything to save her from the embarrassment. She managed to pull out a spare napkin that she had her morning apple in and quickly blew her nose. "I'm sorry that the girl of your dreams ugly cries and has snot bubbles!"

"I'm kidding, Mal," He chuckled. "I have a daughter who does the same, so I'm used to the snot bubbles. They're actually kinda cute if they come from a cute girl, but I don't know about you..."

"Colson!" Malori whined.