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March 5th

Third March 5th🎀🫶

I dont really know what to put here for this one lmao just prepare yourself for the ending🤫 oh also there’s some smut so be warned👹👹

Third March 5th:

My phone vibrated in my pocket and my heart raced at the sound. I’d been sitting in my living room for hours, waiting and waiting for David to knock on my front door but the hours were passing and he wasn't anywhere in sight. I didnt recognise the number calling but then again, we’d deleted each other’s numbers. It was March 5th, it had to be him.

My heart sunk.

Please let him just be late. Please don't let him be calling me because he isnt coming today.

My thumb slid answer and I nervously brought the phone up to my ear, “Hello?”

I instantly recognised David’s sigh from the other side of the phone, “Hey.”

It wasnt the desperate, happy greeting I was hoping to hear. He didnt sound panicked that he was late, he sounded like he was just sitting on a bed somewhere without a care in the world.

“Where are you?” I uttered the dreaded question.

“New York,” the sadness in my exhale was audible, “I’m so sorry.”

The silence grew thick in the air between us and I tried to act normal, “Is everything okay?”

He didnt answer immediately and when he did his voice faltered, “I dont even know how to say this but...do you remember my roommate? Danny? He...uh..he was in a wreck two days ago.”

My hand instantly flew to my mouth, “Oh my god is he okay?”

More silence, “He um...no, he didnt make it.”

I was unable to respond to that sentence, I had no useful words at all. I didnt know how to console David over the phone and I didnt know Danny well enough to express sadness.

“I dont think I’m going to make it any time soon-”

“Stop its okay, I’m so sorry David,” he still cared about showing up even after one of his best friends had died. Sadness etched into my features as my grip on the phone shook.

“This is killing me,” his voice was barely a whisper, “Ill see you next year. I promise.”

“I’ll be fine David, please dont feel bad...I understand.”

Silence hung in the air between us until he sighed, “Goodbye.”

The line disconnected before I could reply and tears began to blur my vsision. I was crushed. I was an asshole because I wanted to convince myself I was crying over Danny but truthfully, I was crying for completely selfish reasons. Realising how pathetic I am, I began to cry even harder.

David slowly opened the door and stilled, blinking twice as if unsure I was really there.

“I wouldve called first,” I looked down nervously, “But I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

He opened his mouth to speak but I held up my hand to stop him, “I lied, I’m sorry. I’m not here to make sure youre okay because I know youre not okay. It was just the thought of not seeing you today and having to wait another year that gutted me and....”

He stepped forward and pressed his lips against mine, sad and yet sure. I sighed against the familiar press of his mouth and wrapped my arms around him. He kissed me as though he couldnt believe I was real, like he couldnt believe I’d bought a ticket just to see him for one day.

He continued to kiss me and pulled me into his apartment, one arm around my waist as though he was afraid I was going to vanish. He closed his bedroom door behind us and pulled me in for a long hug. I closed my eyes and kept my head pressed against his shoulder. One of his hands wrapped around the back of my head and the other secured at my back – I couldve stayed here all night if he wanted.

He kissed the top of my head then placed his hands on either side of my face, tilting it up to look at him, “I cant believe youre here.”

His eyes were red as though he’d been crying and I quietly asked, “How did it happen?”

“He was on his way back from work when his car slipped off the road,” his voice trembled slightly and I squeezed his hand, “Vi’s been in pieces as you can imagine. She’s pregnant.”

I couldnt help but gasp and he nodded, “I know its shit luck. They’re supposed to be celebrating their anniversary this weekend.”

“How far along is she?” I sat down on the bed and he lay down next to me.

“She’s due in November.”

The blonde girl from last year paused in the doorway, cocking her head to the side in confusion, “Do I know you?”

“We met briefly last year,” I blushed in embarrassment at the memory and the corner of David’s lip lifted.

“Well I’m Vi,” she shook my hand and looked back at David, “I’ll be expecting you to fill me in on all the details of this tomorrow.”

“You bet,” David replied and when she shut the door, he glanced at me with a glint in his eye, “Not a chance.”

I laughed quietly and David reached for the lamp at his bedside. There was a look in his eye that made my lips curl up slightly, and before I knew what was happening, David grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up without hesitation. He threw it somewhere behind him and his eyes read every curve of my body, and he released a shaky breath.

His lips were moist and his tongue was rough and apologetic and my back arched against his touch. He pulled me flush against him but I pulled back in hesitancy.

“David....,” I looked up at him, “I’m worried you’re only doing this to distract yourself from what happened to Danny. I mean, I’ll go through with it but-”

He shook his head fiercely, “I’m not doing this as a distraction. I’m doing this because I want to do this with you, here in this bed. I’ve been thinking about it for nearly 364 days.”

His eyes darkened as he slid his body over me, caging me in with his arms. I could feel him hard against me and I nearly whimpered at the idea of being with him. I’d also been thinking about this moment a lot longer than I shouldve.

He brushed his thumb over my lips, “I want to be your only. Your first and last. I want you to promise I’ll be able to hear your voice tomorroe and every day that follows.”

I nodded in agreeance, “I promise.”

“I’m serious, I want your phone number and youre adres and everything before you leave tomorrow.”

“You can have it,” I grinned, “You can have everything.”

My fingers dragged up his jawline until I cupped his face, “What are you waiting for?”

“To wake up, I think,” he dragged in a raspy breath and kissed my neck, “I’m dreaming right?”

I shook my head just as his hips moved against me. A moan escaped my lips and his kisses against my neck grew wilder.

“Definately dreaming,” he murmured against my skinand touched his tongue against my skin, dragging it up to my throat before kissing me again.

He lined himself up in front of me but still didnt push inside, continuting to tease and touch my skin whilst I grew hotter with need and anticipation. He dragged his lips against mine and as soon as I opened my mouth to say something, he pushed himself deep inside of me. He covered my moan in a kiss and a burst of pain and pleasure burst within me – he was bigger than I’d expected, he could hardly fit as my back arched. The perfection of how we fit together made the pain a mere inconvenience however.

“God youre so fucking tight,” he groaned as his eyes fluttered ever so slightly, “Its perfect.”

It was beautiful. David was beautiful. And somehow, with the way he was staring down at me I felt as though I was beautiful. He gave me a moment to adjust to his size before he thrusted into me once more, claiming my mouth with his whilst squeezing my hand tight. Pleasure like no other shot through my core as his thrusts grew deeper and more frequent. The sound of our bodies smacking together and the bed hitting the wall echoed throughout the room but neither of us seemed to care. My thighs were already dripping and a low sound at the back of his throat groaned as he pushed us both closer towards the edge.

“David,” I whimpered as he pressed our interlocked hands into the mattress. His other hand hooked under my legs and pulled them up over his shoulders so that he had a better angle. Thrusting into me and perfectly hitting my g spot, I let out a loud moan and shoved my face into the pillow beside me to keep quiet. His breathing grew ragged as he grabbed my hips and pulled meet him impossibly closer. I’d never been so filled and I knew I wouldnt be able to walk straight for days after this.

My nails dragged down his back and his head tipped back with a mix of pleasure and pain. I could feel an orgasm building up in my stomach and he pounded into me faster and harder, watching me intently for the moment I released.

David thrusted once more and I felt myself coming undone beneath him. He spilled himself inside of me and it dripped out onto my thighs, soaking me and the bed sheets beneath us. I squeezed my eyes shut as he buried his face into my hair, trying to catch his breath. His skin was hot and gleaning with a thin layer of sweat and I ran my hands through the dark locks of his hair.

We lay there for a few minutes, both of us trying to catch our breath and calming down after such an intense experience. He ran his nose along my jawline until his lips were at my ear,

“I dont want to say goodbye tomorrow morning.”

I breathed in slowly, “You have my number to call me.”

“Every single day?”

“I’ll be mad if you dont.”

“Twice a day?”

I laughed and he added, “Can I see you every day?”

I shook my head because that one was kind of impossible, “That’ll be expensive.”

“Not if I live in the same house as you.”

I stilled and a smile engulfed his face, “I’m thinking about selling my apartment. Violet’s got her own place and the only reason I stay here is because of my job. But i shouldnt have to put the company above you. I could still work there from afar it would just be a bit more difficult. But im ready for that challenge.”

I couldnt believe we were both having this conversation. As much as I knew we needed to talk about it without sex clouding our minds, i couldnt think of anything I wanted more than to see him every day. To have him as part of my life.

He was serious. He actually wanted to move to Chicago and I couldnt think of single reason as to why he couldnt.

I nodded slowly and a smile transformed his entire face. His hand reached up to trace my jaw and his thumb brushed over my lips.

I grinned, ”You’re going to need a jacket.”

I walked into David’s kitchen to see Vi sitting on the counter, her green eyes reflecting in the sunlight streaming through the window. David was still asleep and I hadnt wanted to interrupt his rest when he looked so peaceful.

“Hey,” Vi smiled and nodded towards the toaster, “Do you want any?”

“Oh that’d be great,” I smiled and took a seat next to her.

“So you’re the girl David meets up with once a year?”

I nodded, happy to hear David talked about me when I wasnt there, “Yeah its kind of a tradition.”

“How long are you planning on doing that? For the rest of your lives?”

“Until I’m twenty three.”

Her head cocked to the side, “Why?”

“Its the age my mother decided I’d be mature enough to have a serious relationship with somebody.”

“Ah,” she smiled and looked down at her hands, “Davids a great guy. He’s been so helpful recently with Danny and everything....,” her smile faded and she quickly added, “And he’s a great boss.”

“Oh I remember.”

“I dont know if he’s told you but he’s doing greater than he’s ever done at work,” she smiled proudly, “He’s earning more, enjoying it more, its going well.”

Doing greater than he’s ever done? And he’d give it all up to move to Chicago with me?

“How is he?”

My head snapped to hers, “David?”

She nodded, “I havent really interacted with anyone, I know its selfish because I’m not the only one hurting but-”

I squeezed her hand reassuringly, “He’s okay. He understands Vi.”

She wiped away a tear, “I just feel bad that i havent even thought about how he’s hurting. And now he’s stuck with a girl who’s about to have a baby, and the last thing I want is for him to feel obliged to help me...and I cant move back to me and Danny’s place its so quiet and lonely there,” she pressed her fists to her eyes, “I dont know what to do. I don’t want to burden anyone, but I’m scared I can’t do this on my own.”

I wrapped my arms around Vi as she began to cry into my shirt.

“Vi?” We both looked up to see David standing in the doorway with a distraught look on his face. Vi starts crying even harder and he was instantly at her side.

“You’ll be fine,” he spoke softly, “promise me you’ll let us help you.”

She nods and wipes her tears away fiercely I cant watch her cry anymore. I'm on the verge of tears myself just knowing how scared she is. I rush up the stairs and back into David’s bedroom, where I can gather my thoughts. So many things are running through my head, most of them fears. I'm afraid he's making a decision out of haste. I'm afraid if I tell him how much I wish he would move to Chicago, he would actually do it, and it's obvious Vi. Not to mention the possibilities he'd lose by giving up his job. If we just up and end our arrangement in the middle without continuing to meet up on March 5th, I’d break my promise to my mother and commit before I turn 23

I know two years is a long time for us to wait, but those two years could make a huge difference in his success.I didn’t want to be the reason he quit, Years from now, he'd look back on tonight and hed wonder if he made the wrong choice. If maybe our lives would have still turned out the same and we would still end up together, but by waiting two years, he also would have met his work goals.

He's made such a huge difference in my life. More than he'll ever know. If it weren't for him, I don't think I would have ever regained my confidence. Just having him in my life one day a year has had such a positive effect on me, I'd hate myself if I did the exact opposite for him.

And none of that includes what just transpired over the last ten minutes. There's no way he can move to Chicago when his family needs him now more than ever. Vi is going to need him here way more than I need him in Chicago. I refuse to be the one to convince him to leave her at a time like this.

I grab my phone and call for a cab before I change my mind.

David walked around the corner to meet me and I gasped, clutching a hand to my heart.

"You scared me," I took the last step. "How is she?"

He glance down the hallway toward Vi’s bedroom. "Better,"

I took two more steps, toward the front door this time. David finally noticed the purse around my shoulder and the shoes on my feet. I was prepared to leave.

I put my weight on one foot, “earlier…”

"Please don't change your mind." He interrupted.

I winced looking to the right to hold back my tears. I didn’t want to hurt David but it was best for us both if I left. David rushed towards me and grabbed both of my hands.

“Please. We can do this. Maybe I can't move right away, but I will. Things just need to settle around here first."

I squeezed his hands and sighed, “Vi says you’re doing great at work.”

He realised where this was going, “I don’t care about my job, it doesn’t matter-“

A stream of light strolls across the walls, and I glances back to see my cab waiting.

“Please," he begged, “Just give me your phone number, at least. I'll call you tomorrow and we'll figure it out then, okay?" He tried to to keep his voice soothing and hopeful, but i noticed the panic building in his chest.

"It's been an emotional couple of days, David. It's not fair of me to let you make this kind of decision right now." I pressed my lips to his cheek and then turned for the front door. He followed behind me as I reached the cab and I could feel my heart breaking with each step I took. Why couldn’t he make this easier?

"I would never forgive myself if I didn't encourage you to follow your dreams like you encouraged me to follow mine. Please don't ask me to be the reason you give them up. It isn't fair."

I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my face into his neck. He held me right and I could feel how much he needed me to stay but I couldn’t. I opened the door to the cab but hesitated.

"I'll come here next year," I promised. "I want to meet Vi’s baby. We'll meet at the restaurant again, okay? Same time, same place?"

He shook his head and shut the cab door, refusing to let me in.

“ You can't just agree to love me, and then take in back because you think it's not what's best for me. That's not how this works."

I leaned against the cab and crossed my arms over my chest. My eyes were focused on the ground but I could feel his stare.

“David” my voice was barely a whisper, “You don't need to be in Chicago. You need to be here. I'll just be a distraction, It's only two more years.If we're meant to be together, two years is nothing."

He laughed but it was short and humorless. "Meant to be together? Are you listening to yourself? This isn't one of your fairy tales, This is real life, and in the real world you have to bust your ass for the happy ever after!"

He gripped the nape of his neck and took a step away from me, trying to collect his frustration but it was pouring out of him.

“When you find love, you take it. You grab it with both hands and you do everything in your power not to let it go. You can't just walk away from it and expect it to linger until you're ready for it." The pain was etched into his face and my eyes began to tear. The moment we shared in his room meant more to me than he’d ever know but he was looking at me like I was a traitor.

I glanced at the cab and he stepped forward and put his hands on my shoulders, “Don’t walk away from this.”

My shoulders dropped with a sigh and I shook my head softly, “Im not walking away from this. I'm not doing anything we didn't agree to the first day we met. I'm the one sticking to the rules, here. We agreed on five years. And yes, we had a little hiccup upstairs where we almost caved and_"

"A hiccup?" He pointed to the house. "Did you just refer to us agreeing to start a relationship as a . . . hiccup?"

He gripped my face until his fingers were wrapped around the nape of my neck. He brush his thumbs across my cheeks and encouraged me to look up at him. David touched me softly and I swallowed back the lump in my throat.

"I don't care about work. All I care about is you. Being with you every day. Seeing you every day, I'm no finished falling in love with you yet. But if you don't want to finish falling in love with me, then you need to tell me right now. Do you want me to be a part of your life on more than just March 5th? If you say no, I'll turn around and walk right back inside that house and things can go back to how they were before you showed up here yesterday. I'll continue working and we'll meet up next year. But if you say yes . .. if you tell me you want to spend every single day on the calendar this year falling in love with me, then I'm going to kiss you. And I'll spend every day after today proving to you that you made the right choice."

His hands remained firm on my face and my eyes remained firm on hers. I could hardly breathe. A tear slowly rolled down my cheek as I shook my head no.

“You can’t-“

"Yes or no, That's all I want to hear."

His eyes were so pleading and I hated that I was the one breaking his heart but I had no choice.

"You need to be here for your family this year. You know that as well as I do. The last thing we need is a relationship over a cell phone. And that's exactly what will happen, because we'll spend every spare second wanting to talk to each other instead of focusing on our goals. We'll alter everything just to be together, and it shouldn't be that way. Not yet. We need to finish what we-“

“Yes or no.” He lowered himself until he was eye level with me and I couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

“Go back inside,” I hated how weak I sounded and I hated the tears that escaped my eyes.

David stepped back and I quickly climbed into the car before I could change my mind. I rolled down my window but he wasn’t looking at me, instead staring at the ground with a distant look in his eye.

"The one thing I want more than anything is for the whole world to live with you,” he could hear the tears in my voice. "But I have to do what you did for me the day we met. You let me go. You encouraged me to go. And I want the same for you. I want you to follow your passion instead of your heart."

The cab began to back away, and for a split second he looked as though he was debating chasing after me - like he did on the plane all those years ago. But he stood still and swallowed hard, realising my decision was set.

“Fuck!” He cursed at the empty street as the cab backed away. Tears blurred my vision as I left his apartment yet again on March 6th, certain I’d never see David Aames again.

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t0mcruize123 · 1 year ago

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March 5th

Second March 5th🎀🫶

This part contains some light smut so consider yourselves warned🫵

Second March 5th:

I nervously rubbed my hands together and shifted my weight from foot to foot. March 5th, I was standing outside David Aame’s apartment, shivering with nerves and already regretting my decision of turning up. Last year we’d agreed to meet at a restaurant, but I just couldn't go another moment without meeting up with him.

God, i felt like I was insane. I’d only spent a few hours with him, what if we didn't click anymore? I’d changed in the past year, not just physically but everything – I wasn't the same girl anymore. I could've had a manic episode last year and just been in a really good desperate mood, what if he wasn't even funny? He could be a dickhead.

I rubbed my hands down my face as the front door slowly creaked open. I was trying to mentally gaslight myself into thinking this was perfectly normal and that I wasn't crazy and it wasn't commitment. We were friends. Friends who were flying hours just to spend a few hours together.

Wait were we friends? We never communicated and I had no idea if he was still the same David I remembered. Please be the same David i remember.

The door fully opened, and I tried not to come off nervous as I took him in. He was dressed in a red sweater and his hair was cropped slightly shorter, though besides from that, I couldn't see any other physical differences. David was here. And he was grinning at me.

Oh fuck pretending to act cool. I rushed forwards and wrapped my arms around his neck as I imagined doing so often in the past year. He smelled just as I remembered and when his hands came up to hold me, I found myself sinking into his embrace.

“Oh my god you're here,” he sighed with relief, “I worried you were going to move on in Chicago and forget me.”

“I could never forget you,” I pulled back and looked into his eyes. They were just as green with those golden specks as I remembered, “You look amazing.”

“Are you kidding?” He gestured to me with an awestruck expression, “You look completely different!”

I had changed in the past year, and I gave him a small smile. My hair was cut to my shoulders and pulled back behind my ears, my clothes were smart and pressed; my new job and new life had changed me but i was hoping it was a good different.

“I’m so sorry, I’m being rude,” he gestured for me to come in, “I think I’m just still in shock.”

I chuckled quietly and entered his apartment, my heart hammering as I took everything in. It looked similar to last year but there were a few more paintings hanging on the walls and more furniture as though somebody had moved in.

Oh god. What if he had a girlfriend who moved in? I spun to face him but he seemed perfectly calm, walking with that same confidence to the kitchen and offering me a drink. I’d spent so long worrying he was going to be different but David was just as he’d always been – radiating this confidence and ease that instantly made you comfortable in his presence. Maybe that was just me but I found myself hopping onto his kitchen counter and unable to wipe the stupid grin from my face.

“My friend Danny moved in by the way so just ignore all his stuff,” he shrugged it off and I felt a huge weight disappear from my shoulders, “I told him to clean up but he never listens to me.”

I chuckled, “When did he move in?”

“A few months ago, we’ve been friends since high school,” he folded his arms together and rested them on the kitchen counter, “So tell me about Chicago! Is it everything you wanted?”

“And more!” I leaned closer, “My boss, Ava, is super super nice and I’m doing way more than I ever could've done in New York. I’ve made some friends, and I’ve been volunteering here and there and my schedule has never been so busy. I love my life though, as hectic as it is.”

“And you still made time to see me?”

“It was a promise,” I murmured, “So how’s New York life?”

“Same old not gonna lie, its nowhere near as exciting as Chicago it seems,” he folded his lips together.

“I’m sure it is,” I touched his shoulder instinctively. It felt kind of weird to be so close with David but at the same time it felt as though we were old friends catching up as usual. There wasn't even a hint of awkwardness in the air, just joy.

“I take it back, there is something I love about New York,” he moved closer so that he was standing in between my legs, “The beach.”

I tried to ignore the tingling sensation building up in my stomach, “Oh really?”

“I’ve been thinking about where we should go and the beach sounds like a perfect idea,” his fingers clasped around mine though he frowned slightly, “Do you not like the beach?”

“No i love the beach,” I hastily replied and jumped off the counter, “I’m just excited.”

His lips stretched into a grin as he pulled me back towards the front door, “Great because I have a feeling were gonna be there for a while.”

David unlocked the front door and I nearly collapsed in a pile of giggles. We’d spent all day at the beach together and now we felt like giddy school children, sneaking back into our bedrooms whilst David’s roommate was asleep. He took my hand and led me up the stairs and I nearly tripped up one of the steps. He put his finger to his mouth in a shushing motion and my stomach began to hurt from holding in my laughter. He pushed open his bedroom door and I fell down onto his bed, exhausted and yet still full of energy.

“That was amazing,” I grinned as he flopped down next to me. We’d been to the fair before heading to the beach and had had so much fun competing on all the rides and winning the most useless and yet precious stuffed animals. David had spent hours trying to win me the biggest one and though I’d given up and gone on the Ferris wheel instead, he’d still managed to win it for me. My cheeks still ached from smiling at the memory and when i met David’s eye I knew he was thinking the same thing.

“What was your favourite part of today?” He propped his head up with his hand and looked down at me.

“When I pushed you into the sea,” I answered easily.

He scoffed, “You did not push me, I fell-”

“Yeah right, and then you began flailing around like you were going to drown,” I laughed and he chuckled quietly alongside me. When we’d both jumped into the water, I’d been nervous about stripping down to just my bra and pants, but David hadn't tried anything which made me feel so much better. Most guys would've jumped at the idea but David was simply trying to have fun, splashing and pushing me in the water though he went under more times than me.

My goal wasn't to have sex with him tonight, though if that's how that night played out I wasn't going to complain. I just wanted to spend time with David, I enjoyed his company – which is something i never thought I’d say. I’d have more fun than I’d had in months and all we’d done was go to the fair and swim around in the water.

“When does your flight leave?” He looked down at me with a slightly sombre expression. I knew he was trying to hide his feelings and remain positive, but i felt the same way.

“Tomorow at 8 in the morning,” I’d booked it for the next day in case David had moved on and I was just being as desperate as I worried.

The corner of his lip lifted, “Well then we still have time.”

I tried to mirror his smile but I felt tears threatening to spill in my eyes. David noticed the shift in my expression and ran his thumb over my cheek.

“What's wrong?” His tone was soft and I exhaled slowly.

“Todays just been so perfect,” a tear slipped free and David wiped it away with one swipe of his thumb, “I have so much fun with you David. How can one person be so perfect with another, but there circumstances don't work? Its just not fair.”

I hated how weak my voice sounded but David didn't seem to care about things like that. His own features were etched with sadness because he was the only one who understood.

“I get it,” he murmured lowly, “But this arrangement is what works for the both of us. When you’re twenty three, and one of us permanently moves to the other but until then...this is what we need.”

I nodded though it broke my heart to do so, “Its just so frustrating because out of all the guys I’ve been with, I’m always going to fall back with you. I have to wait 4 more years, I’m going to go insane!”

He chuckled quietly and buried his face in the gap between my neck and shoulder. I breathed in slowly and marveled in the way we rose and fell as we breathed in sync. My hands came up to caress his dark hair and his hands ran over my skin.

“Have you been with anyone in the past year?” He didn't sound jealous, simply curious.

“Yeah, but they never lasted more than two weeks tops,” embarrassment flushed my cheeks, “The worst guy I dated was just so cliche it was awful.”

His head lifted in amusement, “What did he do?”

“He’d say things like ahh after having a hot drink,” my nose scrunched and David chuckled above me, “He’d sing the wrong song lyrics, put on a baby voice, wear socks to bed-”

“Oh that's the deal breaker right there, I’ll never understand how people are comfortable with that.”

My eyes widened, “But you're all right with a woman singing the wrong lyrics to your all time favourite song?”

“I can imagine it being quiet sexy if you did it,” he quipped.

I rolled my eyes playfully and pulled him closer, “Thank you.”

He stared down at me and slowly wiped away the remainder of my early tears. He was looking down at me like I was a beautiful mess and no doubt I looked awful with sand in my hair and red blotchy eyes but he still seemed to be in awe.

I slid my hands to his chest and felt his heart pounding as fast as mine was. We locked eyes and he didn't ask permission when he dipped his head and brushed his lips against mine. My tongue instinctively ran over my bottom lip and he groaned at the sight, leaning forward to claim my mouth with his. My head was swimming as he raised my arms above my head and interlocked our fingers together, pushing them into the mattress. His tongue slid against mine and there was so much feeling in it as though he was kissing me the same way he looked at me. From the inside out.

He slowly planted kisses down my neck, keeping my hands secured to the mattress and not allowing me to touch him whilst he explored my skin. God Id missed him. I’d missed the way IU felt when i was with him, i wish i could've had him every day.

The pressure on my hands disappeared as he ran his fingers down the length of my torso all the way to my waist. His mouth returned to mine and he was kissing me as his hand began to unbutton my shirt. Just feeling his fingertips skim my skin reminded me of why I thought about him every night.

He pulled my shirt up over my head and his eyes fell to my breast, covered with a black lace bra that he already saw in the water but didn't truly take in. He smiled and ran his fingers over the lace, dragging his thumb over the fabric. I threaded my fingers through the back of his hair and his fingers slowly pulled the material lowr....and lower..and lower until...

Gone.

I felt the air against my exposed breasts as David kissed across my chest without hesitation, sliding his tongue against my skin. I brought my gaze up to him and he looked in my eyes with a hungry gaze.

“Youre beautiful. Every inch of you is so beautiful” he pressed his lips between my breasts and my lips gasped in pleasure. The fact that i was the reason for that heated look in his eyes made me feel even more desirable. He kissed his way back up my neck until he was hovering over me.

“Do you want me to stop for tonight?” He asked hesitantly and I nearly laughed at the idea. I shook my head no and he smiled, leaning back down to kiss at my jawline. With one hand still pinning my hands above my head, his fingers slowly travelled down to the fabric of my panties and slipped them down past my knees.

I shivered in anticipation and his chuckle reverberated against my skin. I’d never felt anything like it and would've done anything to hear and feel it again. As he kissed his way down my body, he pulled off his own shirt in one swift motion. The feel of his bare skin pressed against me made my body flush with heat – he was everything I wanted and needed and more.

His fingers slowly moved lower and lower down my stomach and I watched as his touch began to circle my pussy which was so embarrassingly wet it was almost funny. I gasped in surprise as he explored my heat, and his fingers slowly delved deeper into my depths until I moaned in need. His pointed finger ran circles around my clit and i inhaled sharply as he rubbed me harder. In silent encouragement, my hips bucked up and I couldn't help the moan that bubbled up in my throat and escaped my lips. I began to tremble as he slipped another finger inside of me, stretching me open. My head fell back against the pillow and my hands fisted the sheets as his finger plunged in and out of me. A hot feeling began to build up in my stomach but David kept going with eagerness.

He watched my reaction carefully, before lowering his head to trace delicate kisses along the insides of my thighs, every motion gentle and possessive. His tongue flicked over my clit and I closed my eyes as the warm touch licked up and down. As he tasted me, his two fingers moved in and out of me and I reached down to grip his hair. His warm wet tongue had me breathing heavily and jerking my hips forward – and I knew David had a roommate but i could hardly contain myself, I was a hot mess. He crawled back up my body and pressed his wet lips against mine, making me taste myself. He was slowing down and I wanted to feel all of him, but then he stopped completely.

The bedroom door had swung open and David lay down on me in a flash, covering me, but he wasn't fast enough for me to miss the girl standing there with wide eyes.

Oh my god. A girl. In the doorway. A girl.

She quickly closed the door and yelled from the other side, “David! What have I told you about-”

“The door was fucking closed for a reason Vi!” He shouted back and squeezed his eyes shut in embarrassment. I awkwardly shifted from under him and reached for my shirt. David had a girlfriend? But by the looks of it, she was okay with him fucking other women?

He grabbed my hand but I couldn't meet his eye, “Please just look at me.”

“Not until you explain what the fuck just happened,” I kept my voice cool as I hastily buttoned my shirt and searched for my pants.

“Vi is Danny’s girlfriend,” he explained and pinched the bridge of his nose, “Remember my roommate?”

“Why did you conveniently leave her out then?” My heart hammered, “You never mentioned a girl called Vi.”

“Because she’s not important and she’s only lived here a few weeks!” He rested his head against the door, “She’s just staying for a while whilst their new house gets sorted out. They’ve bought a place and our moving in together-”

“But why would she just barge into your bedroom at 11pm like its normal?”

“She was cleaning, she’s a neat freak!” He sighed heavily, “Look, I’m so sorry about that but believe me Violets cool, she wont say anything to Danny and this whole thing will blow over by tomorrow.”

I blew out an exasperated breath and slumped back down onto his bed. I wanted to believe David an I believed everything he just said, but I was still pissed. I didn't want to be just some random girl Vi assumed David had just picked up, our moment had felt more meaningful than that.

Or maybe it had just been sex and I was fucking deluded. Either way, David hadnt done anything wrong it was me who was getting all emotional. We hadn't seen each other in a year, even if Vi was his girlfriend and he’d moved on I shouldnt have had a problem with it. And if what we were doing was just sex, that that wasn't wrong either, there was consent, there was joy, I’d just gotten a bit carried away.

“We need to be up early tomorrow,” I looked up at him, hinting we should just go to bed. There was a hint of disappointment in his expression but he hid it well, nodding solemnly and climbing back into the bed. I wasn't angry at David, I could never really be angry at David. I was angry at everything else, angry at the world for always making things so goddamn difficult.

I shuffled next to a still shirtless David and ran my hands over his arms. His skin was hot beneath my fingertips and I sighed as I pulled him closer. I wasn't going to let one embarrassing moment ruin such a perfect day.

I gave him a small smile, “Thank you for today. I wont forget it.”

“Me neither,” his lip tugged up as he pressed his lips gently to my forehead. I felt as though I’d been transported back to last year when he’d held me close and kissed me before we’d fallen asleep on the floor. I’d been nervous then. Nervous to hold him, nervous to ask him to move closer.

Now i was too comfortable to waste my time on useless worries. I buried my face into his shoulder and his hands came up to hold my back. We fitted perfectly as one, and though I wanted to spend as long as possible awake and with David, I found myself slowly falling asleep in his arms.

Hand in hand, we walked through the airport with a lot less bags than last year. I wasn't sure how we were going to do this depressing walk each year when I had to go back to Chicago, because it certainly wasnt getting any easier. I already missed him and I hadn't even gotten on the plane yet.

“Would you like another airport kiss?” His lip lifted.

I laughed, “Absolutely not.”

We walked towards the edge of the platform and we both knew it was time to say goodbye but just couldnt manage to speak a word. I could see the sadness in his eyes and I knew without a doubt he could see how much I didn't want to leave. He trailed his fingers down my cheek and I shivered with a sense of deja vu.

“I’ll come to Chicago next year. Where do you want to meet?”

“I’ll have Brian send you my address,” my smile began to wobble and I quickly pulled him in for a hug. We stayed like that for at least a few minutes, neither of us ready to let go. His hand cradled the back of my head and I tried to memorize how it felt. I tried to memorise how it felt when we walked across the sand and when we spent hours lying together last night. I tried to memorize how my head rested perfectly on his shoulders.

“I thought I was tougher than this but saying goodbye to you is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do,” he murmured.

I wanted to reply, then beg me to stay, but his lips were against mine and he was kissing me hard. He was saying goodbye with the way his mouth moved over mine, the way his hands caressed my cheek and the way his lips moved to my head and pressed one single gentle kiss to the center of it before he released me. He practically pushed himself away from me as if physical distance was going to make this easier. He walked backward and backwards and all the words were lodged in my throat so i pressed my lips together so they didnt escape.

We stared at each other for several seconds, the pain in this goodbye clear in the air between us. I was about to call his name when he turned and jogged back through the airport. I tried not to cry because that would be stupid. We’d spent two full days together and I wasnt going to cry because i wasnt Stupid, right?

Before I could make the wrong decision, I made my way to the plane and claimed my seat by the window. I was relieved David was coming to Chicago next year, these flights were going to be the death of me.

I closed my eyes and hoped i could get a few hours of sleep so i didn't keep repeating our goodbye over and over in my head. Maybe if Id just asked him to come with me-

“Hey.”

My eyes flung open to see David standing over me with an amused expression. Was I dreaming? Or just confusing reality with dreams?

“You’re not dreaming,” I noticed the plane ticket in his hand and sat up.

“What are you doing?”

“I had to buy a plane ticket in order to get to you before you took off,” he smiled as though he was embarrassed and I felt my heart fighting to remain stable. He bought a plane ticket just to see me once more?

“You’re insane.”

He grinned and bent low to give me a small peck on the lips. I tried to hide my flicker of sadness as the flight attendant stepped forward and asked why David wasn't in his sea. He muttered something about a family emergency and she let him pass, but right before he got off the plane he turned around and winked at me.

And then David was gone.

I looked down at my lap to see a mixtape with the words “songs that remind me of you” scrawled across the top. David Aames had purchased a plane ticket just to give me a mixtape he’d made specifically for me, and I could only imagine the hundreds of songs he’d collected together.

A tear rolled down my cheek and I didn't bother to wipe it away. I was leaving the only man I’d ever truly loved and there was nothing I could do about it for another 364 days.

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