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So Long London? Masterlist

Warnings: Angst, Neglect, Fluff, Slow Burn

Summary:  

Y/ N is an American-born model living in London for years with her fiancee Peter. It's hanging threadbare and it feels like she's putting more effort into it than he is. Is it time to stop fighting or repair it?

Based on Taylor Swift's So Long London

I saw in my mind fairy lights through the mist. I kept calm and carried the weight of the rift. Pulled him in tighter each time he was drifting away. My spine split from carrying us up the hill

@holylulusworld thanks for giving me the nudge to do this one.

Act: 1 Act 2: Act 3:

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Act 3: Sinking Ships and Colours

1 year later...

Austin, Texas

My husband places a kiss on my lips before I get ready for my shoot.

He playfully chases me around while I’m trying to gather my clothes for the shoot. A floral silk and leather dress. It’s one of my favourites since it’s what I wore the day we met.

“Jared, stop, I've got to get ready for the shoot for Austin Lifestyle today,” I said with a smile.

"Okay, fine. I'll let you get ready so you can go back home quickly." 

Jared replied with a smirk.

After I finally get dressed, I get into my blue Mercedes-AMG G63.

It feels good to be loved finally. Jared and I met at the Cherrywood Coffeehouse. I was grabbing a coffee before my first shoot in the USA in years. We started chatting and we just hit it off. We swapped numbers and have been joined at the hip ever since.

 We share a few things in common. We were both born and raised in Texas. We both started our first job when we were 17. His first acting role was A Little Inside and, for me, a local magazine. We even went to the same high school but never crossed paths.

He proposed to me at Mi Madre's Restaurant 6 months later.

I open the door of the cafe with a smile. They wanted to interview me about my life here in Austin. 

I mentioned having grown up here to me leaving for London after my now ex-fiance wanted to go back home. My life changed when I moved back here and became Jared's wife. Also, being a stepmother to his kids.

“So is there anything else you would like to add, Mrs. Padalecki?” Odette Anabelle asked.

“Yeah, just one thing. Love comes when you least expect it. I didn't know that moving back here would change my life for the better. I'm so glad I did.” I replied.

“Thank you for your time. We'll take a few pics and then we can wrap things up,” Odette said with a smile.

They take a few pics of me sitting on the sofa in the cafe and one with me standing sipping my coffee.

Once they are satisfied with everything, they allow me to leave.

I bump into someone while heading out. The man blocks my way.  I recognize that scent anywhere Peter. What the hell is he doing here? He looks different his reddish blonde hair is longer now and reaches his shoulders. His grey eyes scan over me.

“We need to talk Y/N. How dare you leave without so much as a note? All I found was your engagement ring on the stoop. You never even fought for us, you just jumped ship. I also can't believe I had to find out through social media that you were married.” Peter growled.

“You got to be fucking kidding me. No note and not fighting for us. That's rich coming from you. It was you who didn't spend time keeping us alive. You metaphorically threw us into the Thames River with heavy clothes. Then you expected me to carry my spine up the hill. I stopped reviving it when I knew it was dead. Now leave me alone. I've finally got colour back in my face. I'm happy now.” I said. I feel a shot of adrenaline shoot through me and I push him out of the way. 

I finally get in my car and head home. Jared is there waiting for me. By the look on my face, he deduced I ran into Peter. I turn around to hang up my coat. I feel his arms wrap around me.

He kisses the top of my head.

“Don't let him get to you too much. You know the kids and I love you. Y/N you've got home with us,” Jared said.

“I know and I love you, too. I'm lucky to have you guys.” I replied.

He moves his hands lower to my stomach. I nuzzle into his neck.

I feel content being here in his arms.

He's my home.