Chapter 59 - You Are Worth The Bad Days.

Lance. 

''Are you ready?'' he comes into my room for the first time since I moved here. The change in his mood started at the wedding, so when I came back home that night without my mother, I was all alone. 

Ford locked himself up in his room and I didn't push for more. I wanted to give him some space, considering the outburst he had in the cabin. He stayed in his room that night and the next.

He looks around the room as he enters deeper into the room. I am in front of a mirror, attempting to brush my hair. It is a rarity for me to brush the monstrosity on my head. he stands behind me and I look at him in all his glory. He is dressed in a pair of black jeans. I must say they fit him perfectly. His shirt is a navy-blue polo shirt with sneakers. His hair is high above his head, neater than this curly mess on mine. 

''Far from it,'' I groan from the frustration. 

He chuckles ''I could help you with it,'' he suggests. 

I nod immediately and he bursts out in laughter. I sit down on the chair in front of my desk and he grabs the brush on my dressing table. ''You don't need a lot, because you have beautiful hair,'' he informs me. 

I roll my eyes ''You have to be joking. My hair is a mess.''

He shakes his head as he brushes my curls to the back. He grabs the mousse that I keep but have never used and sprays it on my hair. Slowly he continues to brush the hair and I watch him as he creates a centre part. I have never been able to control my hair and in just a couple of minutes, Ford has been able to make it look decent. 

''Wow,'' I exclaim in shock. 

He chuckles ''It looks good.''

''I can't believe you made me look like a human being.'' 

He scoffs ''You always looked good. I don't know what you are talking about,'' he drops the brush on the table and goes over to the bed ''You look good enough. Let's go.'' 

Slowly he sits on my bed and his eyes roam around the room ''This doesn't look like your old room. You didn't bring any of your stuff with you?'' 

I shake my head as I grab my wallet from the table beside my bed and put it in my pocket ''Nah. This really isn't my home. So, I left most of my things in my apartment.'' 

He nods ''Do you ever feel angry with the world?'' 

I look at him and he is watching me with this serious stare that it chills my bones. 

I don't know what he means by that statement but I walk over to him and he wraps his hands around my waist ''I am angry all the time. So, fucking angry,'' he continues. 

What do I say to that?

I am angry too but I don't think about all the things that could make me angry. I think about all the good I have. I appreciate the things that make me smile and that makes me forget all the things that piss me off. 

I wish he could channel all his emotions to the good things in life but I don't say anything. I don't want to ruin his mood right now. I just want to listen to him; I want him to know that I am there for him. 

No matter what.

''I am here. If you ever need to vent out your frustrations.''

He smiles as he pulls me closer ''I know that. I am glad I have you. Thank you for being so amazing.'' 

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We get to the parking lot of the club and I see Jack and Eren immediately. Jack is seated on the bonnet of his car and Eren is in front of him. they seem do be deep in conversation. 

''You go meet your friends, I will find a spot to park,'' he says as he plants a soft kiss on my lips. 

I get down from the car and jack notices me immediately. ''You made it,'' he stretches his arms out but I ignore him with an eye roll. 

Erne chuckles probably used to our banter. 

''Where's the boyfriend?'' Eren asks. 

''He's parking the car,'' I explain. 

A couple of minutes later, Ford joins us and I introduce him to Eren. There is nothing awkward about the Intro. My friends are the least judgemental people. Eren accepts him immediately and it almost seems like he is part of the crew. 

I am glad that he can be comfortable with my friends. 

We enter the club and it is dark with blinking neon lights. There are people on the dancefloor and at the bar. We find an empty table and settle in as Jack gets us drinks ''I am going to get wasted tonight,'' he screams because of the loud music. 

I look at Ford because I know alcohol is a problem for him. he hasn't really said anything about it. I don't know if he is an addict. I just know that he gets weird when he drinks and I don't want him tonight. 

Maybe I shouldn't have brought him to a place where there would be a lot of alcohol. 

''I'll be back,'' I whisper in his ears. 

He nods and I walk over to the bar where Jack is. ''Get a coke for Ford,'' I inform him. 

He nods and adds that to his tab ''Is he not gonna drink?'' he asks curiously. 

I haven't talked to Jack about it and I don't think I should. I mean, he might not be happy with me putting his business out there. ''No, I don't know. Just in case he doesn't want one.'' 

He nods. He pays for the drinks and we walk back to the table. Ford grabs me by my waist and pulls me to his laps. I sit down on him, straddling him in the process. The room is dark, no one can see us and besides no one cares here. 

''You are fucking beautiful,'' he whispers and I feel the chills on my arm as the hair on my arms stand. 

He bites my earlobe and I love every second of it. I don't know what is happening right now but I live for this public display of affection. His lips are still suckling my ear ''Do you want to dance?'' he asks still smiling. 

I raise a brow but my lips are tilted up for a smile. 

I am loving this Ford so much. 

''Yeah.''

Eren whistles jokingly as I drag Ford to his feet. Jack is already talking to the girl that invited us here. Going to parties always left me alone. That was the drill, I mean that is how I met Ford; by being alone. I know not to expect to have time with Jack at all his parties. 

We walk to the dancefloor with Ford pressed to me. his hands cling unto my shirt until we stop walking. There is a wide smile on his face. he pulls me by my waist until our fronts are pressed together. I have never danced with anyone before but is it supposed to feel this way?

I don't think it is supposed to be this intense. 

I look around in case anyone is watching us. He grabs me by my chin until my eyes are on him ''Focus on me. there is no one in this room but us. Ignore everything and everyone,'' the music that is playing is fast. Faster than the way we are moving but I don't seem to mind it. 

Everyone around us is jumping to the beats but here we are in the middle of the dancefloor, pressed together and not giving a shit. My heart thuds against my chest as he leans forward until our foreheads are pressed together. His eyes are still open as he smiles at me ''This is the part where we kiss,'' he points out. 

I manage a smile because these are the moments where I know that this is worth it. Remember when I said there are good and bad days in relationships? Well, being here with Ford on this dancefloor is a good moment and it makes it all worth it. 

All the secrets, all the swings in his mood. 

I take it all wholeheartedly. 

I submit to him completely. 

Slowly his eyelids press together and his eyes close as our lips meet. The fireworks in my head erupt. Another reminder that he is worth it. I kiss him with my whole being and he holds unto me so tightly almost like he is thinking the same thing. I don't know how we look to other people on the dancefloor and frankly, I don't care. 

This man in front of me is my everything and I am his. 

I love him so much.