There was one day left before Daniel and I had to face reality again. I would have to move from dreary, rainy Seattle, Washington to sunny California to go to Stanford University. He would stay here. I didn't want to leave him though. I wanted to see where this would go.

It was nighttime and we were laying in bed with the lights off. Daniel was sleeping and had his arms wrapped around me. I tried to gently take his arms off of me. I slowly maneuvered out of bed, careful not to wake him. I grabbed my phone and walked to the kitchen, turning on a dim light. I saw I had two text messages. One from Chloe and one from my dad.

I responded.

My dad hadn't contacted me since our argument. I was secretly hoping he would give me a genuine apology, but I wasn't expecting it.

I blocked his number and left it at that. I grabbed a glass and filled it up with water. I took a refreshing sip and suddenly got a headache. I began rubbing my temples and leaned over the counter.

A couple of seconds later I felt fingers rubbing into my back. "You okay? What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I plastered on a smile and turned around.

I could tell he could see right through once he saw my face. "You sure?"

"I just have a headache."

"You want some painkillers? I'm sure we have something around here."

I shook my head, "No it's fine." I lowered my head.

He held my waist. "Seriously Lydia, what's wrong?"

"What happens when we leave here? I go to college, you stay here, and we act like this never happened? Because I really don't want that to happen."

He sighed, "Look, Lydia. As much as I don't want to let go of you either, I know it's necessary."

"But why," I pouted.

"Because I'm the only person you've ever been with. That's not a bad thing, but you're going to college. When you're there, you'll find a whole bunch of other guys and new things to try. I can't hold you back from that."

"But...,"

"Think of it this way. When you go to college, you may find the one. If you stay with me, I could hold you back from that. If you don't find the one and life somehow brings us back together, that's great too. But, either way, I'll be happy because you're happy."

"What if I don't find the one and you're with someone else?"

"Then maybe it wasn't meant to be."

Deep down I knew he was right. I just didn't want to admit it to myself. He pulled me in and wrapped his arms around me tightly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and inhaled the scent of his cologne. I was hoping it wouldn't be the last time he'd hold me like this.

"Ready to go back to bed," he whispered. I just nodded against his chest. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

As he was walking I couldn't help but think about how genuinely scared I was. What if I came back single and he was with someone? How would I react? Daniel showed me what I want from a relationship and he would be hard to live up to. If this was love, I didn't want to let it go. I'm afraid I'll never find it again.

Who's gonna put up with me talking about boring stuff for hours, ranting about incompetent people, or how quickly I can get annoyed? The only other people who can handle that on a daily basis are my mom and Chloe and I wasn't going to date them.

Who knows? Maybe there is someone else out there who could tolerate me. The question is would I be able to find them? And would they be as good as Daniel?

He laid me down on the bed and climbed on top of me. He gently kissed my lips. "Stop thinking and just go to sleep."

He laid on top of me and rested his head on my chest. I started running my hands through his hair to help him fall asleep. I wondered if he was as dazed by this as I was. He seemed so calm amid my distress. Then again he always kept calm. I eventually found myself drifting off to sleep.

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I woke up to an empty bed. I made no move to sit up. Daniel was talking to someone outside the door. I couldn't make out what he was saying, but I could hear bits and pieces.

"Yes... lights... movie..." After a couple more minutes he walked back inside. "Hey, you're up." I just nodded.

"Who were you talking to?"

"A friend of mine who I used to go to college with." He sat down on the bed and I crawled over to him to straddle his lap. His hands moved onto my butt and I couldn't help but smile. "Last day. How do you feel?"

"Don't remind me." I laid my head on his shoulder and kissed his neck gently.

"Get dressed."

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

I got off his lap. "Okay," I dragged. "What do I wear?"

"You want me to pick out your outfit?" He smiled so brightly that I had to say yes. His excitement was adorable.

"Sure." When he came out of the closet, the outfit he had in his hands was dreadful. "Umm... it's a no for me."

"I thought it was cute," he shrugged.

"Yeah, it is. If I were a five-year-old who picked out her own outfit to school."

"Fine. Let me try again."

He walked back out with a fuzzy, gray sweater and blue ripped jeans. "Much better. Good job!" I could tell he was proud of himself for getting it right the second time.

We both got changed and I grabbed my purse. We walked outside to the car and he opened the dirt for me. It was 45 minutes into the drive when he pulled over.

"I have to blindfold you."

"Why?"

"Because it's a surprise and it's going to ruin it if you can see."

I rolled my eyes, "Fine." He wrapped a tie around my eyes.

"Can you see?"

I adjusted it a bit until all I could see was black, "No."

"Okay then."

I could feel the car moving again. He tested a hand on my left thigh. Oh my gosh! I've always wanted a guy to do that while he's driving. I wish I could actually see it.

After a while, we finally stopped moving. I heard him exit the car and I unbuckled my seat belt. He opened my car door and I felt the cool breeze on my face. He took my hand and I stepped out of the car.

"Don't let me fall."

"I won't let you fall."

"Or bump into anything."

"Or bump into anything," he repeated. I could hear the smile on his face and it made me smile as well. We walked for a little while until he finally stopped. "Wait here a second." I heard something rustling. "Okay, take off your blindfold."

I untied the blindfold and opened my eyes. I was confused because there was nothing in front of me. "Lydia, turn around."

"Oh," I giggled and turned around.

There was an outdoor movie theater set up. Lights were strung up all over the place. A romantic canopy bed was in the middle of the wall and a huge screen. The smile on my face couldn't be wiped off. I was speechless.

"What do you think?"

"It's so beautiful. I don't even know what to say. Thank you." I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck. The fact that he would even go all out for me made me happy. Whether the surprise was good or bad.

"You wanna know the best part?" I tilted my head and furrowed my brows. He leaned to where his lips were right next to my ear. "We're all alone." He kissed me right behind my ear. The smile that stretched on my face couldn't be stopped.

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Slowly he entered me. The faint sound of the movie playing could be heard, but my moans were drowning them out. Just in case this was the last time we had sex, I savored every second of it. I didn't want to forget anything.

The way his full, soft lips danced with mine. His strong, tattooed arms held me like he'd never let go. His fingers trailed down every inch of my body until just that feeling alone could make me come. I love how his brown eyes glistened in the moonlight and how he looks at me like I'm the only other thing in the world. I didn't want to forget his sculpted jaw that was covered by his short beard.

I wanted to remember everything that is the perfection named Daniel Hudson.

I pressed my lips to his as he pulled me up even closer to him. My body melted against his like it was the first time we had kissed. I parted my lips which he took advantage of by sweeping his tongue across my own. I moaned in his mouth from the feeling of his long, slow strokes moving inside of me.

Daniel's lips brushed against my ear as he softly groaned, "Fuck, baby."

My nails scratched his back. I wanted to mark him and I wanted him to mark me. I didn't care who would see. I just wanted the reminder we were together for a couple more days.

"Right now, you're mine," he whispered.

I wanted to say, forever I'm yours, but I knew that wasn't the case. "Right now, I'm yours."

He sped up his pace and increased the force of his thrusts. I threw my head back and released a sound that I couldn't even describe. He left love bites on my neck, with the new access. I flipped us over wanting to take a bit of control.

As I began bouncing on top of him, he started to massage one of my breasts. I leaned down to meet his lips with mine and he took the opportunity to pound into me even harder. I didn't want the sensation to end. I didn't want this night to end. And by the way he was looking into my eyes, I could tell he didn't want it to end either.

Two of Daniel's fingers connected with my bundle of nerves and began to play with it. That on top of the intense penetration he was providing was bringing me close to the edge.

I bit my lip to try and suppress a loud moan, in the event someone passed by despite the deserted area. "Don't hold back. Scream for me, baby. Give me your all. I want to hear it." A wave of pleasure fulfilled me and caused a scream to escape my lips.

I don't know if it was the fact that this could be our last time having sex, the emotions I was feeling, or just the way Daniel knew how to meet my every need. Maybe it was all of that. But this was the best orgasm I'd ever had.

I collapsed on his chest and just laid there. We both didn't move. Daniel didn't even pull out of me. We wrapped our arms around each other and stayed like that for a long while. So long I had lost track of time.

Eventually, Daniel moved to pull out of me and take off his condom. He threw a soft, blue blanket over us. For hours we laid there holding each other not daring to get up. Not daring to let the moment end. At some point, I had fallen asleep knowing that when I woke up, I would have to leave my love behind.