He rolled over, catching his breath as he pulled me into a series of kisses, each one longer, more tender than the next. I couldn't tell who would be worse off when we couldn't be together like this anymore, me or him.

I had to try my hardest not to think about the amount of girls who would be throwing themselves at him every single night, all the while I would be home by myself, lucky to have just had him. I knew I didn't have to worry about him, but.. that didn't make the thought of it any easier.

If I loved him this much, who's to say they all wouldn't too.

"Jaime.." He sighed, gently pushing the now sweaty hair out of my face. "If.. if you really need me to stay, I-"

"No, you have to go. I'm sorry. I.. I shouldn't have said that. I was just.. I was upset."

"I can't go if you're not going to be okay."

"I'll be fine." I lied, forcing a smile. "I promise." He held his stare on me, still unsure.

"Jake, you have to go, or else all of this, everything you've ever worked for will be for nothing, and.. I couldn't live with myself if I ever came between you and that." His lips finally curled into a smile, gently caressing my face.

"I love you, Jaime." He sighed, leaning in, kissing my forehead.

"And I love you, and that's why you have to go." He nodded, kissing me again.

"You know.. you're the only girl who's ever believed in me." I felt my face get hot, a smile escaping my lips.

"I doubt that."

"They all loved the idea of a guy who plays guitar but.. eventually.. they all would ask me when I would grow up and.. be realistic, but.. you never did that."

"Because I always knew it was realistic for you." I giggled, pulling him into another long kiss, my heart jumping as I felt him smile, kissing me back harder.

"I promise, I'm gonna do my best for you, and then one day I'll be able to give you everything."

"You already have." I sighed, laying my head on his chest. He smirked back at me, shaking his head as he gently combed his fingers through my hair.

I had gotten so used to this. So used to being held by him, loved by him, I had no idea how it was going to feel, waking up to an empty bed and a quiet neighborhood. My whole life had been centered around them, and in a matter of hours, everything would change.

For both of us.

"Jake.." I muttered, reaching over for his hand, intertwining our fingers.

"Mhm?"

"When you're gone, w-what.. I mean.. well, obviously we're not gonna have each other so.. I mean.. after these past few nights-" He stopped me, pulling me into another long kiss.

"Jaime, I don't want anyone but you." He sighed. "Please don't think about that because.. you have nothing to worry about." I couldn't help but smile, pulling him back into a passionate kiss.

"It's me who should be worried." He laughed, staring back at me with a playful grin. I felt my body get hot, my heart beating faster.

"W-what do you mean?" I asked. If either of us had the opportunity to be with anyone else, it would be him.

"I mean, you think I don't notice how other guys look at you when we're out together?" He smirked. "It's.. annoying. And I hate it." I bit down on my lip, feeling my smile grow.

"Well, you have nothing to worry about either. I don't want anyone but you too."

"Good." He laughed, maneuvering back over me, kissing me again. I reached up, tangling my fingers in his har, kissing him back harder.

The rest of the night was spent together, cuddled in bed, our wandering hands holding each other in any way we could manage, as if to think that holding on tighter to him would make time go slower, the tighter my grip, the harder it would be for him to be taken away from me. We shared stories of when we were kids, all the missed opportunities we were too shy to take, hating ourselves for how long it took for us to just open our eyes and see what was right in front of us all along.

How much time wasted because neither of us had the courage to jump.

"Why didn't you ever say anything?" I laughed, now laying on top of him, propping my head up onto my hand. He stared back at me with those dazed eyes I loved so much, that same sweet smile, those intoxicating lips..

"Well, why didn't you?" He asked, reaching back over for me, gently caressing my face, his fingers lightly brushing against my cheek.

"Because you never seemed like you liked me like that." He playfully rolled his eyes.

"Jaime, I was so obvious."

"You were not!" I laughed, sitting back up. He reached back over for me, giggling to himself as he pulled me back down next to him.

"Jaime, I could not have been more obvious." He sighed, wrapping his arm around me. "Remember that night at the movies?" My heart jumped, my body getting hot again.

"Y-yeah." I said, peeking back up at him.

"I didn't think you would actually let me hold your hand, but.. you did. For a little bit." I nodded.

"I did." I whispered. He reached back over for my hand, intertwining our fingers.

"That whole movie.. all I thought about.. was you."

"Me too." I whispered, pulling him into a passionate kiss. He instantly kissed me back harder, his hands moving down to my waist, his grip getting tighter.

"Did you think about me.. like this?" I asked. He held his stare on me, biting down on his lip, finally nodding.

"Yes." He said pulling me back in, kissing me harder. "Did.. did you think about me.. like this?" I nodded, my lips moving down to his neck.

"All the time."

"Jaime.." He sighed. "I've always wanted you.. in every way." I moved back over him, feeling my heart beat faster as he stared up at me with those lustful eyes.

"So have I.."

"Jaime, I.. I never said anything because.. I always thought that.. you were in love with Josh." My stomach dropped, my body going cold. He wasn't entirely wrong. I thought that I was too, and.. maybe I was, maybe I still was, but.. it was just different.

Not at all how I felt about Jake.

"I think that I did.." I said softly, moving away. His face dropped as he pushed himself back up to face me.

"You think you did?" He asked. I nodded, biting down on my lip.

"I mean.. I.. well, I do love him, Jake. But-" He stared back at me wide-eyed, his jaw clenching.

"You love him." He sighed.

"I love him, but.. I'm in love with you. He's always been my best friend, and.. yeah, we tried being together but.. it didn't work, and.. maybe because we were just.. always meant to be friends.. and.. maybe because.. it's always been you. Since that first day you two came over when I moved in, I saw you and.. I had never felt like that before. All I ever wanted was for you to like me, and now.. well, now I'm the luckiest girl in the world." He stayed quiet, holding his glare on me until his face finally relaxed, his eyes moving down to my neck.

"W-where did you get this?" He asked, reaching for my locket. My heart dropped.

"J-josh just gave it to me." I said softly, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. Of course he had to pick out a heart shaped locket. I knew it was intentional. I then felt Jake open it, his eyes getting sadder the longer he looked at the photos of Josh and I. Finally he shut it, taking a minute before looking back up at me.

"Why did he give you this?" He asked. I shrugged, now holding it between my fingers, feeling the warm gold against my skin. Everything about him was so warm, so it seemed suitable.

"As something to remember him, when you guys are gone." I mumbled. He sighed, hesitating for a moment before reaching over towards his end table, opening the drawer, pulling out a tiny box.

I couldn't help but stare. Every girl dreamed of the love of her life pulling out a tiny box like that. But I didn't think.. it would be so soon.

"Jaime.." He said.

My head was already spinning.

There was no way he was doing this now.

"Jake, w-what are you-"

"Jaime.." He sighed, his lips finally curling into a smile. I felt a little better. "Do you.. remember what we were talking about the other day?"

"That depends." I said softly. "We talk about a lot of things." He smirked back at me.

"When we said.. when you know, you know." My heart jumped.

No.

There was no way.

"Mhm.." I managed. He then held the box up to me, holding his stare on me with that same playful grin as he opened it, presenting me with two silver rings.

"Jake, what-"

"Before I scare you off.." He laughed. "I'm not proposing." I sighed, playfully rolling my eyes, feeling like a weight had just been lifted from my shoulders.

"Okay. Then.. what is this?" He grabbed the smaller band, holding it out to me. I took it, gently holding it within my fingertips.

"We said that.. when you know, you know, and I've always known. So.. I got these for us, mainly for me, for when I'm gone, so everyone knows.. there's someone back home waiting for me, and I'm all hers." He then took out the bigger band, sliding it onto his ring finger.

"Now, I'm gonna wear mine on this finger, but.. you can do whatever you want." He said. I bit down on my lip, unable to contain my grin. There was just something about him being so insistent on everyone knowing that he was mine that made me love him even more. And I'm sure it was also a.. friendly reminder to everyone else.. that I was his.

I slid mine onto my ring finger too.