Together [GMW]

Chapter 31

 "Took three weeks but finally," Lucas wraps his arm around my waist and whispers, "we can have sex."

I look at his face and see a smirk, "You're so horny." I slap his shoulder.

He laughs, "well it's hard not to be when I'm dating such a gorgeous, artistic girl." He pulls me into him, tilts my chin up, and kisses me.

"Let's not in the middle of New York." 

He smiles, "Okay."

As we walk past Topanga's I see... Smackle? I grab Lucas's hand and bring him down into the bakery. "Smackle? What's wrong?" I ask sitting down on the couch.

Smackle's cry with tear stains all down here cheeks. She sniffles, "I thought that Zay liked me."

I was about to say something but Lucas said it first, "He does."

"Then why doesn't he want to go out? Why has he been ignoring all my texts? He promised me"

"He's been busy," I say. "When he's ready he'll tell you why." The one person she's gotten close to...  "Look Smackle. He likes you, but when you asked him to have sex. It was too much for him."

"He had sex before. I thought it wouldn't be a big deal."

Lucas cuts in, "He doesn't want to pressure you. Even though you say you want it now, it's best to wait. Honestly he's scared you might get pregnant." She doesn't say anything, but her expression does.

"Just give him time," I tell her. "That's all you can do for now. I look at Lucas. "We have to get home but text me if you need to talk." I give her a hug and we leave to go back to Lucas's apartment.

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As soon as we walked in to the apartment, everyone was already gathered around. His mom said they needed to talk about something. She said I could stay if I wanted, but I decided it was a family thing and decided not to intrude. I told Lucas I'd be in my room and kissed him bye. It's hard not to wonder what it is. I walked around the apartment and wrote some lyrics until Lucas came into my room.

"Hey," I smile looking at him. He attempts at a smile but I can tell somethings wrong. "Luc, what's wrong?" He lays down next to me in my bed. I'm sitting up and he rests his head in my lap. I play with strands of his hair. "Tristan."

He looks up at me, "Penelope."

"Seriously, what was the meeting about?"

"So... you know how my dad's staying home more." I nod, slowly. "It won't be this home anymore." I stop nodding. "The reason my cousin's came was because they were trying to help my parents figure out how to move near them."

"In California?" I ask friends clarification. He nods. "You're moving to California?" My eyes start to sting.

"Maya." He wipes away at a few stray tears and kisses me.

"No, its fine." I sit back so he can't see my eyes water. I look up to stop them from falling. "When?" When he doesn't reply I look at him. At this point his eyes are watering, too.

He sighs, "3 weeks from now."

"Oh," I try to hide my emotions but my voice cracks half way through the word. He sits up and pulls me into his chest. "Do you have to?" I'm crying now.

"If I had a choice I'd stay, you know that." I nod. My throat burns too much to speak.

We just sit there in silence for a while. "2 months. That's how long we had."

"We still have 3 weeks."

"Maybe we shouldn't."

"What?"

"We already know you're gonna leave. We should just end it now." He looks at me confused. "There's no point in putting it off. We're done, and you're leaving."

"So we're breaking up?"

"We don't have a choice."

"We could-"

"Don't you dare say long distance. Even I know that we can't make a relationship where we're on opposite sides of the country work."

"You're mad..."

I make eye contact with him, "No shit I'm mad. What was the point of this? To be happy for a little while. We've barely been able to be happy in front of everyone. I haven't been able to be completely honest with you. Every time we become happy stuff like this happens. Haven't you noticed?"

"That's life, it has nothing to do with us."

"I just- I feel like it has everything to do with us. It's like we're in a story, and the writer- they don't want us to be happy. They want to drive us through an emotional roller-coaster." He nods.

"Well, if that's true. I doubt the writer is gonna end our story like this, and if they do they can go fuck themself."

He gets a smile out of me, "promise you'll visit me."

He pulls me into a bear hug, "of course. I still love you, Maya Penelope Hart, I always will."

"And I'll always love you, Lucas Tristan Friar. And you're right. I can feel it. This isn't our ending, it's only just the beginning."

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AHHH I HATE MYSELF. I've had writers block because I'm officially happy with my life. I used Wattpad as a ways to be happy and now I have a person in my life who makes me happy. So be mad at him for making me take so long to post.

Also I will post a prologue about what happened during the time skip (From now until the beginning of senior year) by the end of the month.

Did you see the third wall stuff. 😉