Was it LOVE?

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Bay's POV:
I want to move to L.A but I can't, what if he gets second thoughts. I can't but I'll have to believe him, I don't like seeing him like this, then again he hurt by telling me he doesn't me to move out there. Ugh! Why does this have to be so hard? Emmett is still here we're sitting on the couch and he's trying to persuade me to go but I can't ugh! "Emmett, I thought about what you said and I don't want to go to L.A, When you told me you didn't want me to move to L.A, I decided to apply for Pratt and I got in so I'm going to go there I'm not going to follow you wherever you go." As I sign that to him I can see that all the hope in his eyes quickly washed away. "And we'll always be friends." Right as I say that his eyes begin to change from sadness to worry. "No we're together aren't we?" He signs back, "I think you already made that decision, back in L.A." I sign "No, we didn't break up." he defends (still signing). "If we didn't then, that's exactly what I'm doing now, we can't be together we'll be so far apart you'll be in California and I'll be in New York." I sign and speak. "What?! No we can't break up, not again! I wasn't living without you, please don't do this I love you and you love me." He signs now standing up. "You're right, I do love you but I already did, we can't keep doing this, going back and forth, it's tiring. If we love each other then love will bring us back to each other." I sign standing up as well. "But I don't want that I want us to stay together, please?" He begs/signs, "No, we can't it won't work anyway we'll just wait until we're both situated, it had to be this way, you and I both know that when you we're in L.A and I was here that it didn't work." I sign and say back. "You should go I think this is it." I tell him and he stares at me then comes closer to me a and leans in and kisses me, of course I kiss back but I pull away. "Bye Emmett." I say(sign too), "He looks down then back up to me, "I- Love-you" he speaks to me "I smile and sign "I love you." he hugs me on last time and then leaves. I know I did the right thing but why does hurt so much, I love him so much but I don't like living like this, I hope letting him go was the right thing. I open the door and go to my studio and look around it and see my unfinished piece, so I pick up my utensils and start to finish it. As I finish it up, I look it over and I know this a good piece it's a brown and blue eye coming together. I clean up my mess and I walk over to my counter top and see an orange envelope I turn it over and see my name on it and open it. As I take the images out I notice exactly what it is it's the pictures that Emmett and I and took when we we're planking. I remember this. I might as well start packing if I'm going to be at Pratt in a week.

Sorry for slow update.