Steve Imagine for @LaurenBlurton

                                    

                                          
For LaurenBlurton (This is based off of Fireproof, as requested, but it's been a couple years since I watched the movie, so it might be pretty off. Sorry.)
                          
"Where are you going? Steve, you can't just walk away when I'm speaking to you!" you yelled at your husband. You were in the middle of another argument. In fact, this was your fourth argument this week.
                          
"Speaking?" he laughed. "Sounded more like yelling, to me."
                          
"Well, that's the only way to get you to pay listen to me anymore!" you pointed out. He was really frustrating you right now. "It's not like you're ever around to listen anyway." You murmured the last part, but he still heard.
                          
"Excuse me?" His voice was tinged with anger, but he tried his hardest not to explode at you. "I'm the captain of the Fire Station, so I have to be gone a lot. You know that!"
                          
"Oh yeah! But what do you do with your free time? Huh? Instead of making time for your wife, you run off with the gang and goof off!" You were boiling with anger now. That was it. "I'm leaving."
                          
You rushed to the room you two normally shared and grabbed a small suitcase and started filling it with clothes and other items. You were just about finished packing when Steve came and stood in the doorway of the room.
                          
You walked towards the door with your suitcase and stood in front of Steve, trying your best to hide any emotion from showing on your face.
                          
"When- how long you gonna be away?" he practically whispered.
                          
"As long as it takes for you to figure out what matters to you," you stated flatly.
                          
He shook his head a little. "Where are you gonna stay?"
                          
"My sister's," you replied, quickly. "And don't try to get me back until you really know what you want." With that, you pushed past him and walked out of the house.
                          
*Steve's POV* (I've never done any other POV before so sorry if it sucks)
                          
Lauren's been gone for a week. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm mad as hell at her. She just doesn't understand. I'm a grown man. I can go out whenever I want, but I still miss her. She was my first and only love.
                          
It's been a hard week. The first thing I did when she left was head for Buck's place. I don't usually drink, but this is too hard to handle without something to take the edge off.
                          
I was sitting there, having a drink, when, of all people, Darry came in.
                          
"Didn't think you drank, Dar," I commented as he looked around.
                          
"Hey, Steve," he greeted, with a sort of confused look on his face. "I don't. I was looking for Dally. His girl's been looking for him, and I thought he'd be here. What are you doing here?" He walked over and sat down next to me.
                          
I sighed. "Lauren. She's just- she left. She was all mad 'cause I'm always at work and with y'all. She was just overreacting. It's not like I leave her without any explanation."
                          
"Did you think that maybe she feels like you don't wanna be with her anymore?" Darry asked. "I mean, you do spend an awful lot of time with other people. She probably thinks you don't love her the same anymore."
                          
"Come on, Dar. You know that's not true." I was beyond confused until it hit me. I didn't really ever make time for her.
                          
Darry must have seen my look of realization because he said, "You need to make it up to her, Steve. You have to become a better husband."
                          
"How?" I asked.
                          
Darry reached in a pocket of his jacket and pulled out a little book. "The Love Dare." He handed me the book.
                          
I flipped through it. Confused, I asked, "What is a book supposed to do about my marriage? I mean, thanks, but how is this gonna help?"
                          
"It's like a devotional book. It's a 40 day that will make you become closer to God and Lauren," he answered.
                          
I looked at the book again. I wanted Lauren back.
                          
*Lauren's POV*
                          
It had been been a month since I left, and I was still living with my sister. I saw Steve every now and then, but I tried to avoid him as much as possible. He would try to talk to me, but I'd just walk away. I felt bad, but I didn't think either of us were ready. Even though, I wouldn't talk to him, he would send flowers and notes.
                          
It was the day of our anniversary. I was sitting in the room my sister let me use, just thinking to myself. I thought about Steve and how our relationship had been before. We had been so happy and loving with and to each other. Then I started crying because I wasn't sure it would ever be like that again. 
                          
The last time Steve had tried to contact me was the week before. I thought he had given up. I thought he had finally made up his mind, that he had realized he didn't want me back.
                          
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. My sister was at work, so I got out of the bed, still in my pajamas, to answer the door. Before I opened it, I wiped the tears and washed my face a little. I opened the door. I nearly collapsed when I saw who it was.
                          
"Steve," I breathed. It came out as an airy whisper.
                          
"Lauren." Steve looked at me with a kind of sadness that I had never seen in him. "I've been thinking real hard about what you said. And, uh, well, I guess I came to tell you that I want you back."
                          
I wanted so bad to just tell him yes, that I'd take him back at right that second, but the reasonable side of me told me to take it one step at a time. "How do I know that you really mean it?" I tried not to make eye contact with him because I wouldn't be able to say no if I saw the look in his eyes.
                          
He cleared his throat and smiled slightly. "I knew you'd say that. I hope this'll answer your question." With that, he got done on one knee, like the day he proposed to you. "Lauren Y/M/N Blurton, you don't even need keys to drive me crazy. The day I met you I knew that I'd be with you forever. Cliche as it sounds, you make me a better person. My heart ain't whole if you ain't with me. I love you, Lauren. Will you be mine?"
                          
I was in tears again. He had just repeated his wedding vows. His words were few, but what he said meant the world because I knew he meant every one. I just shook my head yes and let him engulf me in his arms. He rubbed my back and made soothing noises to calm me down.
                          
"I love you too, Steve," I managed to choke out in between sobs.
                          
"Shhhh... I know, Baby Girl. I know." He kissed my forehead, and I knew that he was really going to be there for me now.

                          
I really really really really hope you liked it. Like I said before, I haven't watched the movie in a while, so is was probably way off, but hey, I tried. This was really long and full of emotion, and I like writing srtuff like that, so thank you for giving me the opportunity to write this. I haven't written personals in a long time.
                          
I'm sorry I haven't updated lately. I don't get a lot of WiFi access ( I know I use that excuse a lot, but this time I really mean it. I'm in this science camp/ model UN type thing right now, and I'm there from 9 am to about 5 pm, basically a work day.)
                          
I am taking requests still, but like I said, no WiFi so I may not see your request for a couple days. I'm so so sorry!
                          
M'kay.
                          
~Mariah