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"I never knew loving could hurt this good;
and it drives me wild."

-Troye Sivan, Wild

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W I L D; P A R T 1

"Declan! Are you coming in or not?"

I snapped out of my momentary reverie to see Aurora already running in. I shrugged out of my shirt in haste and ran after her, feeling the rough sand under my bare feet.

Hearing her laughter and watching her precious brown hair billow in the relentless sea breeze as she threw fists of sand at me, I knew then.

I was falling in love.

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2 years later and I'm still in love, and she with me, but it looks like it wasn't meant to be.

Life was doing it's job - being a bitch - and messing everything up.

She came to me on a Friday of a breezy August, and she wore a grim face that only a bearer of bad news would, if her frown and her pursed lips were any indication at all.

She told me that she had to move all the way to England, just because her father demanded she follow him on his new job offer. Of course, I begged her to stay with her mom - that is, right across me - but even I knew that her loyalties lay with her father, and not her whore of a mother. It was purely selfish of me to ask such a thing of her, and I knew it the moment the words left my mouth.

But all my life, she was literally the only one who stayed by my side, and I her.

We'd truly be lost without one another. Because how does one survive without air? How do I survive without the only air I've been able to breathe for as long as I remember?

The answer is bloody simple.

I can't.

And I won't.

"Why don't you stay? Just a little while longer... until I can earn my own money and go with you," I said, voicing my thoughts.

"Decks, I think I have to go," Aurora whispered, her forehead pressed against mine.

I don't say anything but I let my eyelids flutter shut instead. Her ragged breath matches my own, and she shudders every once in a while just trying to keep the tears at bay.

"Decks, please say something," she whispers hoarsely, fingers tightening around the hem of my T-shirt. My heart tightened in the way she said my name, the way she pronounced it.

I sigh in defeat. "You will come back, right?"

She unconciously holds me tighter. "You know I can't promise that. You know how I hate it when I can't keep my promises."

I give her a weak smile. "I know. That's why I asked."

She laughed at that, and the tears finally fell. Her strangled laughs soon turned into an anguished sob, and my heart twisted at the sound. I pursed my lip as I quickly reached up to swipe at her falling tears - they were hot to the touch.

"Hey now, 'Rora. Don't cry. We can still talk every day," I offered softly.

She looks up. "That won't be the same," she cried. "It won't be the same as getting to hold you. Feel you. Be with you."

"I know. But 18 years of our life won't just go down the drain so easily, right? We can do this," I said firmly, unsure if I was convincing her... or myself.

She gave me a watery smile. "You were always the optimistic one," she said as she cupped my cheek. Something about the gesture was so intimate, I had to remember to breathe.

And breathe I did.

I inhaled all of her. Her hair, the sweet smell of her skin, her lotion that smelled of peaches, everything.

Because I knew I wouldn't get to for a long, long time.

I pulled her into an embrace, and she clung to me, like she always does. I buried my face into her hair.

"I'll miss you," I whispered, but it came out sounding more like a rasp, but she didn't flinch upon hearing it. Not the way I did.

"I'll miss you more," she said so softly, I almost didn't hear it.

I smiled. "I don't think so," I replied.

"Yeah, yeah. I didn't know you even used your brain to think," she said into my chest almost automatically. It was a little catch phrase we've had since Aurora went through her sassy comeback phase.

And those were the last words I heard from Aurora. For all too soon, her father came to pull her away, droning on about missing their flight.

It was the last time I saw heard her laugh, and it was the last time I saw her smile.

Because I know, three years wouldn't pass by in the blink of an eye. No, not this time.

It would take forever.

And who knows, would Aurora still want me then?

I knew that would be the only question that would haunt me for all the years to come. But I also knew, she was worth every pain.

And admittedly, the pain was quite never ending.

The End

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Author's Note:
Hey (to literally whoever decides to read my crap of a one shot), I wrote this, and will continue to write in this book because I really wanted to write based on music, so I thought, hey, why not make a collection of one shots based off the lyrics of a song? So yeah haha, here I am.

Hope you enjoyed it, and I'd like to say, that there may be a part two in the near future. If anyone would like one :)

Thank you for reading! Comment what you think, like seriously. I want to know!





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