One More Night- Faking It

Prologue

Amy's POV always unless said otherwise

Here I was, sitting on her couch as she broke up with me. "Amy, I don't want to break up, but we're not in the same place. I love you, I really do, but you need to open yourself up for new experiences and you're going to college." I nodded, tears falling down my cheeks. "I just don't see why we can't try distance." She took my hand softly, "You should allow yourself experiences in college, outside of college. If one day you are ready for me, I will be here." I sniffled, wiping my tears. "Can, can we just have one more night? No more crying, no more fighting, just us. Like we used to be," She nodded, she needed it just as much as I did. 

So once we were calmed down, we cleaned up and started making dinner together. It wasn't awkward, it was calm. I lit candles as she plated our food, we then sat down at her small table. "So, what would you like to do tonight?" I licked my lips, "Maybe watch a movie, dance like we used to. In candlelight to your favorite romantic songs, it's my favorite thing to do with you." She smiled as she ate, "I'd love to dance with you, shrimps." I felt my heart break a little, but tonight was about closure. Once we were done with dinner, I helped her do the dishes before she took my hand and dragged me to the living room. She lit more candles and turned the lights off, before playing her playlist. She brought me close, her hands on my hips while mine were on her shoulder. 

We swayed to the music, and I laid my head on her chest wanting to bring us even closer. I felt her lay a kiss on the top of my head, my breath hitching at the feeling. I looked up and she kissed me softly, I kissed back pouring all my love into the kiss. We danced and kissed for what felt like hours, once we felt like we could pull away we blew out the candles and sat down on the couch. She put a movie on, holding me close to her. I knew she was scared of what could happen if she let go of me, I was scared to let go of her too. Halfway through the movie, I pulled her into a kiss, it was supposed to be sweet and soft but it quickly became deep and heated. It was full of want but still soft. She pulled away, "Can I make love to you?" The one last time wasn't lost in her tone, but I just nodded. "Yes, you can Reagan." She paused the movie and helped me up, taking me to her bedroom. 

We had made love before, but tonight was different, it was softer more passionate. She was trying to remember every part of me, I was trying to soak up every kiss, caress, touch. If this was going to be our last night, I wanted a memory, a memory to keep forever. We fell asleep in each other's arms that night, we didn't move apart until I woke up.

It was before the birds were up, the sun just rising. It wasn't too dark, but it was obvious it was way too early to be up. I sat up in her bed, looking at her peaceful form. I got out of bed carefully, I knew I wouldn't be able to leave if she was up. I got dressed and grabbed one of her pens and notebooks, the tears falling as I wrote her a note.

DJ,

I write to you, my goodbye. Thank you for the best night of my life, I will miss you.
One day, I hope we make it back to each other, even if that is in another life. You 
were made for me, as I for you. You were right, we aren't in the right place, as 
awful as that sounds. I love you, with all of me. 

Love Shrimps

I put the paper on her pillow, leaning over and kissing her head. I looked at her for a few moments before quickly leaving, making sure to leave her extra key. I would ship to her anything she left at my house, maybe not everything though. I don't think I could get rid of her flannel, it meant too much to me. I got into my car and sobbed into my hands, hitting the steering wheel. I took a deep breath and wiped my eyes, before driving home. I was able to stay calm until I got home, I unlocked the front door and locked it behind me. 

I quietly made my way upstairs, going to my room before collapsing on the bed. I curled into myself, I thought about waking up Lauren or calling Karma but I just didn't. I didn't want anyone to know about the breakup, if they knew, it meant I once again lost the most important thing to me. I had lost my dad, I lost Karma and somehow she is only now talking to me. I lost my mom to Lauren, though I guess she is getting better. But I could never keep anything, I always sabotaged myself. I was going to keep this breakup to myself, I would be fine dealing with this on my own.
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Reagan's POV

I stretched in bed, the sun shining in my eyes. I thought about everything that happened yesterday and last night, my mind thinking about Amy, the breakup. I sat up, looked around, and saw the empty bed. "Amy?" I saw a piece of paper on my pillow, I picked it up and started reading it. I felt the tears well up in my eyes, she left before I woke up. There were obvious tear drops on the paper that were dried, I just kept reading it over as tears fell. I fucked up breaking up with her, but I knew deep in my heart it would be for the best. We just had to heal until we realized that. I got up and got dressed, looking through my closet and seeing her donut shirt. 

"I'll have to send that to her..." I mumbled to myself before putting it on, I put my jeans on and shoes. I walked out and saw the key I gave her on the table, I grabbed it and felt the tears well up again. It was officially over, even though I knew that last night.