She's Only Happy In The Sun by Ashlie

Index

Chapter 1: We'll search for tomorrow on every shore
Chapter 2: Mr. Blue Sky

Chapter 1: We'll search for tomorrow on every shore

Author's Notes:

Prologue kind of corny, but I was trying to embody the early twentieth century romance. So corny it shall be. :) Feedback please! This is only my second story and my first attempt at a long story.

Blue Skies, clouds of white and sunshine can always make a person happy. At least that was the case with Macy. Her day might be filled with uncertainty and regret, but the moment she looked up into that beautiful sky of bliss, she knew that she would be okay. And sometimes that’s all you need to know and trust. That everything will be okay.

I know you may not want to see me
On your way down from the clouds
Would you hear me if I told you
That my heart is with you now

“Macy.” It was him. He was the man that had her heart, but not her self.

“Julian.” Her grin tainted with the unhappiness of the situation they were in.

Julian was like the sun; her sun. He was always there to make her happy, yet out of reach to make her whole. This was the last time she would see him shine and feel his warmth. Today was their goodbye.

She's only happy in the sun
She's only happy in the sun

“The sun’s really shining today, don’t you think?” She grasped the ledge as she looked up to the sky, in hopes of finding some kind of answer.

“Yea...”

“Talk to me, Julian.” Finally she faced him and was met with a feeling of bitter sweetness at seeing him once more.

“I don’t know what to say.” His hands combed through his shaggy hair. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t know anything anymore.” His blue eyes met her hazel.

“Just feel.” She said with a somewhat eerie calmness. “Be with me. Be happy with me.”

“Why are you so calm about this?” His eyes closed, trying to create a bit of composure himself. “You’re leaving me tonight to go somewhere hundreds of miles away and all you can talk about is the sun?”

Did you find what you were after?
The pain and the laughter brought you to your knees
But if the sun sets you free, sets you free
You'll be free indeed, Indeed

“This is hard for me too, you know.” She became defensive, yet kept her voice composed. “Did you ever think that maybe we weren’t meant for each other? In this lifetime?”

“We weren’t meant for each other?” His voice became raspy as his emotions took over. “I love you and that’s all I know or want to know. Why isn’t that enough?”

“I love you too, but the time isn’t right. My parents and I are leaving tonight and I’m with another man, who I refuse to betray.” She stepped back, creating a barrier around herself, afraid of what she might do.

Macy had known Julian for a couple of years now. They became very close friends the moment they met on that dock on the Boston Harbor. She was a free spirit and so was he. They had something special and both were aware of it. They were also aware that they would never be able to pursue it. For she was heading west with her family and fiancée that night, which meant goodbye to Julian and the sailboat they built together.

With the wind grazing through her hair and the sound of the sails whipping, she was met with an answer.

She's only happy in the sun
She's only happy in the sun

“I will see you again, Julian. I’m sure of that.”

“Mace, that’s impossible. It’s 1901 and all I have is my sailboat to get me places which don’t include where you’ll be.” He said with sharply, yet his expressions were painted with love for the woman in front of him.

“I have this strong feeling that in another lifetime, the two of us will be free together and will endure the most beautiful love one could ask for.” She grabbed his hand never letting go of the gaze they held and she intertwined their hands together. “We may be different people, but we’ll have the same souls and that is what will bind us together. You’ll find me, I know you will.”

“How can you be so sure?” He clung to her hand as he felt her warmth seep through him.

“You just have to trust me.” She tilted her head and brought her other hand where a diamond sparkled against the sun and caressed his cheek. “Hopefully you’ll still have these beautiful blue eyes and your charming smile.”

“And you’ll have your hazel eyes and warm disposition.” He chuckled and looked downward toward their connected hands, starting to believe that soon they would have their time.

Every time I hear you laughing, I hear you laughing
It makes me cry
Like the story of life, of your life
Is hello, goodbye

“See? Everything will be okay.” She walked back towards the wheel to direct them home, dropping his hand along the way.

“How will I find you? How will I know?” He stood behind her enjoying the view in front of him.

She smiled as she felt his presence and looked up towards the sky and replied with the only answer she knew.

“I’ll be in the sun.”

She’s only happy in the sun
She’s only happy in the sun

Credit:

Lyrics: Ben Harper - She's Only Happy In The Sun

Title: Styx - Come Sail Away

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Chapter 2: Mr. Blue Sky

Author's Notes: Pleeeease review! Its my first attempt at a long story and I would love feedback on any help or support. :) Thank you!

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It was pouring in Boston and people could be seen haphazardly running with their ties and coats whipping behind them. A young man stood still under the large archway of the Boston Harbor Hotel, sheltering himself from the rainfall. The year was 2006 and he was surprised, yet pleased that not a single person had recognized him. He came to Boston on a complete whim; suddenly finding the need to explore the charm of the humble city.

He’d been having a lot of dreams recently of sailing, which caused a somewhat unsettling feeling every time he woke up. As if his dreams were telling him something, but he was unable to figure out what. So here he was, searching for something - - anything. And it was raining.

“I hate the rain.” He looked up and was met with the view of a young woman of about 5’5 shaking water off her red umbrella.

She had strawberry blonde hair that cascaded past her shoulders; the beautiful color stood out against the yellow sun dress that lay snug against her lean frame. She lifted her hidden face to see the young man standing before her and she sheepishly grinned and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

“Sorry, I tend to talk to myself.” She stated, finally finding the courage to meet the gaze of the attractive man. “I just can’t stand the rain. It puts such a damper on a person’s day. Well, at least it does to mine.” She continued to talk not paying attention to the unresponsive listener, who continued to gaze at her with curiosity. “And it’s not like we haven’t had enough of it. It hasn’t stopped raining all week. Now the sun, you can never have enough sun.”

He chuckled as he continued to watch the beautiful young woman in front of him, enjoying just listening to her speak. He loved the way her face would express every emotion as she spoke and how she moved her hands in such an exuberant way.

“Oh god, I’m totally rambling, aren’t I?” She self-consciously ran a hand down her dress trying to press out the wrinkles. “The name’s Mason, but everyone calls me Sonny.”

“Justin. My name’s Justin.” He cleared his throat; a nervous habit he had picked up at a young age. He stuck out his hand and her petite hand firmly, yet gently shook his own.

“Nice to meet you, Justin.” Her lips parted as a set of straight white teeth, all thanks to good habits and braces, shown across her face. He instantly loved the way her hazel eyes looked into his own unabashedly, causing a feeling of contentment within him.

“Are you staying at the Boston Harbor Hotel?”

“Oh no, I work at the hotel. I coordinate all the events that take place at the wharf.” She stretched her arm out behind her, presenting the view of the wharf in a proud but humble manner. Her grin quickly turned into a slight frown as she noticed the floating stage rock against the unsettling water. “There was supposed to be a jazz band performing this evening, but it’s not looking too good at the moment. How about you? Are you staying at the hotel?”

“Uh yea... Not sure for how long though. I’m kind of just playing it by ear.” He shrugged not really finding a good enough reason for his current residence.

“Spontaneous trip, I see. I love those.”

“Yea, I never get much time to take them, so I plan to enjoy this while it lasts.”

“Well, if you need a tour guide or anything, just ask for me at the front desk.” She grabbed a hold of her umbrella and opened it above her head. “I’m not hard to find you’ll see.”

“Definitely!” He exclaimed, quickly clearing his throat to conceal his overzealousness. “I’m sure I’ll need the help of a young woman like yourself.” He said with a smile.

“You should smile more often. You have a wonderful smile.” She smiled back and began to turn around to once again encounter the wind and rainfall ahead of her. “Oh wow! It stopped raining, and the sun is out.”

He looked up to the sky and was surprisingly met with the sun breaking through the clouds. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, enjoying the feel of the sun against his skin.

“I guess it did.” He waved goodbye to the young woman in front of him who illuminated against the glare of the sun, as she began to descend down the stairs, but not without glancing back.

“I hope to see you around, Mr. Blue Sky!” She waved with a bright smile, swinging her closed umbrella as she gained a hop in her step.

“Mr. Blue Sky?” He asked, tilting his head sideways.

“It’s a song. You should listen to it sometime.” She yelled over her shoulder as she hurried to her next destination.

Justin continued to stand there, watching her disappear within the crowd walking along the wharf. Slowly, but surely a bright smile appeared across his face and he gazed down at his right hand recognizing a feeling of warmness transcend from his hand to his whole being. A strong hand placed itself upon his shoulder and interrupted his thoughts. He turned around towards the hand’s owner.

“That seemed like quite the lady.” A husky voice of an older and taller man stated to the younger man before him. He stood more than a foot taller than Justin, and had a tough exterior, yet those close to him knew of his teddy bear qualities. He was Justin’s bodyguard for many years now and had grown a strong protectiveness towards him.

“Yea Mike, she was.”

“So, where to next?” Mike said; breaking the peaceful moment they had fallen into.

Justin continued to hold his gaze against the now calm, reflecting water and knew exactly where he wanted to go.

“Do you know where the closest music store is?”

Reference: Mr. Blue Sky - ELO

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