You were at Santa Monica pier with your boyfriend, Jericho. You two were simply sitting on a bench, watching young kids pull their parents from one booth to another. You mood suddenly changed when you remember that you were flying back to Jersey tomorrow, but Jericho was staying to finish his tour out here. Thoughts consumed your mind as you thought about him finding another girl that was better then you. He could honestly easily find someone else. You cringed at the thought of that. "Stop it." Jericho sighed, causing your attention to turn towards him. "Stop what?" You simply asked back. "Your thinking about it again." He then replied. "Okay then what am I thinking about?" You replied, turning to face him. "Your thinking about me leaving you for someone else when you go back home tomorrow." He responded. "Wow. Your good." You sighed, turning back around. "I won't do that!" He simply said back. "How can I be positive. I mean, your in California, your famous, what could go wrong." You replied, throwing your hands in the air. "I won't do that because it's impossible." He then said, placing his hand on your check. You looked at him confused, so he continued. "It's impossible to find someone better then you." He added, connecting your foreheads, and then your lips. "I love you beautiful." He then whispered. "I love you too." You replied, connecting your lips once again.
