Just Wanna Be With You (Sequel to YATMIM)

Just A Lost Memory...

~ Kellins POV ~

"I'm going to miss you so much babygirl." I whispered into Heathers ear as I held her, my mother and her mother talking beside our cab. This was it. We delayed our move for another month, as Heather managed to persuade her mom to let us live with them for a month just so I could stay longer, but this was it, we had to go back to America. I couldnt stand the thought of leaving her behind.
"Im gonna miss you too Kels, I'll text you all the time, I'll skype you everyday, I promise!" She cried into my sweater. I hated seeing her so upset, especially because of me, because I had to leave her.
"I love you." I pulled away from her to kiss her softly, relishing the taste of her, the feeling of her lips pressed against mine, and knowing I wont feel this gorgeous girl in my arms for a very long time.
"I love you too." Heather responded quietly, putting on a brave face for me, to make me feel better about leaving, but it didnt.
I gave her hand one final squeeze and flopped into the backseat of the cab, my mother slid in beside me and wrapped an arm around me, she kissed my temple. "We'll come back soon, trust me, we'll figure something out." She promised, but somehow, as we pulled out of the peaceful, perfect little crescent, and I saw Heather collapse into her mother, I did the exact same to my mother, I realized that, even if we do come back, it would be too far away from now, and I dont know how long I can be apart from my world.

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I sit bolt upright in bed and run a hand through my hair, my forehead is sweaty and there are tears running down my cheeks. That was a fucking insane dream! But...it wasnt really a dream, it was a memory, one that I've pushed to the back of my mind for a long time now, because I dont want to remember that. Remember her. It's too painful. I pull myself out of bed and stroll downstairs, I make myself a cup of coffee before wandering into the living room and sitting down on the couch. No matter how hard I try, I cant stop thinking about her. Those gorgeous eyes, a bluey sort of grey that I didnt realize even existed, or that it could be so beautiful. Her smile, that would send me into a state of shock, and as I think back to it now I find myself smiling too. Damn. I shake my head, no, it's been years! 11 fucking years! I havent seen her since I was 16...oh how times have changed, how I have changed...but I still love her as I did back then, no matter how hard I try to resist it, she was the one.

I finish my cup of coffee and venture back upstairs, into my closet, I
scramble around the bottom of it until I find an old cardboard box, I pull that out and sit in front of it with my legs crossed, I start grabbing objects from within it. First, there's the pillow.

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"The distance between us kills me, and I feel incomplete without you beside me or in my arms, but I hope this helps, it'll keep some sort of connection between us at least.

I love you,

Kellin xoxo "

I signed the card before stuffing it in an envelope excitedly. My babygirl would LOVE this! I'd been gone little more than a week, and I was missing her more everyday, this would help her though, I was sure of it. The pillow itself was identical to the one I owned back home, but they were connected, because when one person is lying on their pillow, the other persons lights up, no matter how far apart they are, and I think thats beautiful, so I bought one for the girl who means everything to me.

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I clutch it to my chest and sigh. I wonder if she still has hers? I doubt it. She's probably moved on completely from me now. I place the pillow beside me and start searching through the box again, until I find a framed photo, its of Heather and I at the fair almost 14 years ago now, after I'd only just moved to England! I surprised her on the waltzers by kissing her cheek, we werent even dating, but I always had feelings for her, and she captured the moment. I remember how much she used to treasure this photo, and it breaks me inside to think that it means next to nothing to her now. My finger traces the lines of her face, her surprised smile and adorable blush in the picture, I still cant believe how lucky I was to call such a goddess mine, even if the relationship was far too short. Tears begin to prick my eyes, and I shake my head, placing the objects I found back in the box and standing up, jogging over to the bathroom, I cant look through that anymore, it's too much for me.