-Jade-
"I'm so happy for you!" I just couldn't help it, so I rushed towards him and wrapped my arms around him, so tightly I forgot Mrs.Agatha was standing right there with us.
This took him by surprise, but his shoulders relaxed and he returned the embrace. "You are?" He asked softly.
"Of course I am," I nodded, still holding onto him.
"Ahem." Mrs.Agatha cleared her threat, causing me to take a step away from Joel.
"Sorry, go on." I wiped my eyes with the soft fabric of my sleeves.
He was leaving. There would be no going to prom together, but he would be okay. He had a bright future ahead of him. Who was I to take that away from him?
"Once again, congratulations Joel!" Mrs.Agatha smiled at Joel , and then turned her attention back to me, "oh, and Jade?"
"Hm?"
"Uh, you have nice ears, I suppose. They're not that big."
"Gee, thanks!"I half smiled in her direction.
"So anyways, I'm gonna need a couple days to gather all of Eli's documents, his passport and a special permission to get him out of the country, my dear Bambinos!" Mrs.Agatha threw her fist up in the air, excitedly.
"Does that mean we're going to Italy?" I asked her, not processing everything correctly.
"Oh yes of course, we're going to Italy!" She giggled this awkward laugh I'd only once heard before.
"When can we tell Eli?" Joel Stepped forward, and I felt him lace my fingers with his warm ones.
"Not right now, he's having therapy at the moment. Maybe later?" She gave us a dismissing glance.
"Alright, then. Well stop by later." Joel promised, as we headed out the door.
***
"We did it Biscocho!" Joel picked me up, and buried his face in the soft flesh of my neck, his strong arms holding me firmly.
"Yeah. We did," I tried, but it came out gloomy and improper.
The drive home seemed longer, we'd grown so unused to small talk, that when Joel attempted it, I just couldn't follow through. Everything he said kept drifting back to Pinche The Boston University Of Arts. I was happy for him, I was, but...I refused to admit the obvious ; there would be no more us. At least not until he said so.
"I'm gonna take you to the Amalfi Coast, and the Sisitene Chapel, and I suppose we could also—"
"Why hadn't you told me you're leaving?" I cut him off, not being able to contain it any longer, "Why was I the last one to find out?" My voice cracked.
"Oh, is that why you're mad? And here I was fearing you'd discovered I stole that weird creepy stuffed animal thing you keep in your room. " He chuckled, and then raised an eyebrow at me teasingly,"You know Biscocho, I'd be a much better cuddling buddy."
"Seriously though, why hadn't you told me you're leaving?" I glared at him.
"Well because I wasn't gonna tell you, and second of all, because I'm not going anywhere. I just needed something, like that letter, to prove to Mrs.Agatha I'm responsible and shit."
"What do you mean you're not going anywhere?" I asked him immediately.
"I'm staying here, with you." He glanced at me for a split second, his eyes spoke honesty, and I almost, just almost, told him how much those words meant to me.
But I knew it was wrong, so I swallowed my feelings and I did the right thing.
"You are definitely going to Boston."
"I'm not, I already told you."
"It's not a question, you're going." My voice was surprisingly confident and authoritative.
"Pero Biscocho, I can't leave you here, not especially now that we're finally together." He reached for my hand and planted a small kiss on the back of it.
"Well if you don't go...I'll break up with you." I forced the words out, and took my hand away from his.
The ride finally came to an end as we reached the now dreaded sight of my house. It killed me to have to bid him farewell, but I knew there would be no way around it. He deserved it. It'd be selfish to do otherwise; to not let him go.
I hadn't realized the car had actually come to a stop, or the exact moment when Joel parked into his driveway, or how long I stayed there, on his passenger seat, just waiting for this ugly feeling to go away.
"Biscocho, lets not worry about Boston right now. This is exactly why I hadn't told you, I knew this would happen." He leaned over to my seat, and his hands cupped my face, ever so gently.
" It's okay. I want you to go." I whispered, not meeting his eyes.
" let's not worry about that right now. Porfavor? " His lips easily found mine, working their magic on me, making it seem okay.
He took off my seat belt gently, and then hovered over me, his breathing growing heavier as he deepened the kiss.
His hands pulled down the zipper of my jacket, revealing my dark green shirt with a low neck. He planted soft wet kisses from my jaw, down to my neck.
"Biscocho, we should probably go to your room." His husky voice brought me back to my senses.
My phone went off before I could answer him, I glanced at the caller ID and almost had a heart attack Mom.
"Hey mom—"
"YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS IN HERE BEFORE I GET THE MACHETE, JADE! YOU HAVE THREE SECONDS!"
"I was just about to go, it's just that I lost one of my earrings and—"
" TICK TOCK MIJA, TICK TOCK!" She hung up.
"I'll be honest with you, it's talking to your parents I'm more worried about." Joel chuckled, as I zipped up my jacket and fixed my hair.
"Then let's not do it." I offered.
"Oh, we have to tell your parents as soon as possible, I want them to know...I want the world to know you're mine, Biscocho!" Joel pecked my lips, as we made our way to the front steps of my house.
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Fanfic"Goodbye . Tonight was truly magical, and it'll forever stay in my heart, But I have to go!" I tell him. "Will I ever see you again?! Please come back! Can I at least get your number?" Says the boy who just stole my first kiss, as he runs after me...
