I'm in Love With You, Are You in Love With Me Too?

“Hi!” I yelled and jumped on John’s back as soon as he walked through the door. They were recording that day and I got to go with them to the studio to watch and I was so excited. I was happy that I was going to be with him in such a big step in his career. He was recording his first EP with his band and I just knew that it wouldn’t be the last.

“Hi,” he turned his head around as far as he could to try to look at me. “I take it you’re ready to go?”

“I’ve been ready for like an hour, at least,” I said and he laughed.

“I think you might be more excited than I am,” he joked.

“Shut up,” I said, punching him in the arm. “I’m just happy for you. And I’m so proud of you.”

“Thanks babe.” He somehow turned me around from his back to his front so he was carrying me with my legs wrapped around his waist. He smiled at me with his nose all scrunched up and his eyes closed and I giggled before closing the gap between us and kissing him. We stood there like that for a couple minutes when Jordanne walked out of her bedroom in her pajamas with her hair all over the place.

“Oh God, it’s way too early for this.” She turned right back around and went back into her room.

John and I just stood there laughing at her. Finally I hopped down from his arms and it was time to get the other guys and head to the studio. We got into their white van and made the rounds to pick everyone up. I greeted them all with huge smiles and I still felt like I was the one who was the most excited about this. Maybe I was just the only one who felt the need to voice it basically every ten seconds. I just hoped that they wouldn’t get annoyed with me and make me leave before they finished everything.

“So today we’re tracking drums, then tomorrow bass, then guitars after that, and then finally vocals,” John explained to me once everyone was in the van and we were officially on our way to the studio.

“You’re gonna get all the drums done in one day?” I asked, almost not believing that little Pat could do that much on drums in one day.

“Hopefully. But if it takes longer it’s not really a big deal. We have a couple weeks in the studio to get everything done.”

“Do I get to come every day?” I asked and I felt like a little kid who was going to Disney World or something.

“If it’s fine with the guys and if you want to.” Of course I wanted to.

“Can I come every day guys!?” I turned around and asked them from the front seat of the van.

“Only if you stop with all the fucking peppiness, it’s way too early for this Kay,” Garrett grumbled from the backseat and I giggled. I couldn’t help it.

“Ok Gary, I promise I’ll stop.” But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I was way too excited. When we finally got there I think, no I know, that Garrett was annoyed with me but I was sure that he would get over it.

I held John’s hand as we walked into the building and looked for the right place to go to get to the studio. It didn’t take long to find it and the guys didn’t waste any time getting things set up. Pat got his drum set all put together and ready to go in the recording room and the rest of us just sat out in the listening room waiting for the magic to happen.

“Ok, we’re gonna start with Daisy, so go ahead whenever you’re ready Pat,” the producer was sitting in his special chair and started giving his directions.

I was so stoked to hear Daisy first because I was absolutely in love with that song. I made John play it and sing it to me on a regular basis, even if it was one of the few ones he played me that wasn’t actually written about me. But it was definitely different just hearing it on drums. John sang along softly for a little bit, I think mainly just for me, but it still sounded so weird without all the guitars and everything.

It only took Pat a couple takes to get Daisy down perfectly and I was pretty sure it’s because that was the song they had practiced and played the most. When the producer told him that it was good to go I couldn’t help but clap and he laughed at me. I don’t think he was that happy about me being there but none of the guys in The Maine cared and that was all that mattered to me. I didn’t care about a producer that I would probably never see after this.

Pat did Count ‘Em One, Two, Three next and even though it sounded so different on drums than it did on the acoustic guitar I couldn’t help but think about when John had played it for me for the first time. I got up from my seat and went to sit on John’s lap. I looked him in the eyes, just smiling at him before kissing him softly on the lips.

“What was that for?” he asked with a cute smile on his face once I pulled away.

“I love you,” I said and kissed him again.

“No PDA in the recording studio!” Kennedy yelled when he looked over at us.

“You’re just jealous that Maddie isn’t here,” I said, sticking my tongue out at him.

“I could bring her ya know.”

“Ok! Do it!” I said. I wouldn’t be mad if she was there, I mean she was one of my best friends in Arizona.

“Ok, never mind,” he said and I laughed. It probably wouldn’t be the best idea if we were both there. We would be way too annoying and distracting to the guys.

Pat finished all six songs that were going to be on the EP before it was time for us to head home for the night. I was still so excited about everything and it was great to hear all the songs on the drums, even if it didn’t give me the complete idea of how they were all going to sound once they were done. It was just cool being able to be there to see the whole process and actually find out how it all happened instead of just hearing the finished product. I got to see it every step of the way.

On our way back we stopped at In-N-Out Burger to get some food and we almost got kicked out. Ratboy made an appearance and the manager personally came over to our table and asked us to calm down and be quiet or we would have to leave because we were scaring some of the customers away. We promised him that we would keep Pat down but we decided to leave just to be on the safe side. You never really knew when Ratboy would come out.

We dropped everyone off and then John walked me into my apartment.

“I can’t stay tonight,” he said after a few minutes.

“Why not?” I asked. It wasn’t a big deal, but I loved to cuddle up to him at night. It made it so much easier for me to fall asleep.

“Because my parents keep complaining about how I’m never home and they keep saying they’re going to kick me out since I’m never there anyways.”

“You know, you could just move in here,” I said casually, not wanting to make a huge deal out of it. I knew it seemed like a big step in our relationship but he practically lived there anyways. He was there all the time and he slept over almost every night.

“You don’t think it’s too soon? We haven’t even been together for a year yet Kahlen. I mean I love you so much, I really, really do. And I love staying over here, but what if something happened because we moved in together too fast? I don’t want anything to risk it. I don’t want to lose you. I love you too much for that to happen.”

“So you don’t want to move in with me because you love me too much?” I asked, with a smirk on my face.

“You know what I mean Kahlen. I’ve heard about it happening way too much. It’s good how it is now right? I come over, I sleep over, but I still have somewhere to go if I need to or if you need me to. Let’s just leave it like that for now,” he pleaded.

“Yeah you’re right. I can kick you out when I get sick of you, like right now,” I joked, starting to playfully push him out the door.

“Ow. That hurts Kahlen. That really hurts.”

“Love you,” I said, smiling, and I closed the door behind him.

After a few seconds he started knocking on the door and I opened it.

“Yes?”

He just walked forward and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me on the lips. “I love you too,” he said once he pulled away. “I’ll see you tomorrow for day two at the studio!” he called over his shoulder as he walked out the door again.

I shut it behind me and I was glad that even though we had kind of had a little argument about moving in together, everything was still good.

“J? Are you here?” I called out as I started walking down the hallway.

“In here!” I heard her yell from the bathroom.

I walked towards her voice and I saw the bathroom door wide open.

“What are you doing?” I asked her.

“Testing.”

“What?” I walked into the bathroom and saw multiple pregnancy tests sitting on the bathroom counter.

“They’re all negative!” she said and sounded very happy about it.

“No duh, it’s way too soon for anything to actually register on a pregnancy test. It’s hasn’t even been a week!”

“Ugh, I know! I just don’t want to be pregnant!”

“I know that J. But you’re lucky that John didn’t come in here because he probably would’ve told Nick. You should be more careful about that if you don’t want him to know. And you need to wait at least another week, maybe more, before these will even work. So please try to stop worrying.”

“That’s easy for you to say! You don’t have a fetus growing inside of you!”

“And you might not either.” I left it at that and went to my room to go to bed. I knew there was no point in arguing with her about it.