Ready For Love : Tyler Seguin Fan Fiction

Don't stay too long, ok?

The past week has been an experience I will never forget for the rest of my life. Exploring and photographing all of what Hawaii has to offer has been so rewarding. I had such high expectations of what I would encounter and what I got far exceeded those expectations. It's been a while since I have dedicated so much time into working. I had missed it. I don't want it to end. I still have a few islands I didn't get a chance to explore. Another reason why I've decided to stay a little while longer instead of going back home.

Harold was able to keep up with me for the most part. I'd say that is a little bit surprising but if I think about it, it's not really. I was able to teach him more about what I do and my thought process behind certain things but he also respected that sometimes I get focused and need to shut out the world. He wanted to stay out of my way and just observe me working but I didn't mind answering questions when he had them. It always blows me away how much he loves to watch me work and how much he wants to understand it. I think it also helps him do his job representing me.

Not only is Hawaii one of the most beautiful places I've ever been to, it also has amazing history and culture, and Hawaiians are so proud of their culture. Along with the scenery and animals I was able to capture the culture. They invited me in as if I were a native. They let me be a fly on the wall. I thought picking out photos for my northern lights exhibit was difficult, I don't know how I am going to be able to narrow it down for my Hawaiian exhibit. I have been taking notes, however, that is something I learned from past experience that would be helpful to me when the time comes to start planning it out.

I watch Harold as he packs up the last of his things, every once in a while glaring at me. He's not happy that I've decided to stay despite the fact I've been telling him for a week that I was going to. He was holding out hope that I would change my mind. I need this, though. Being alone in Europe really helped me and I feel like this is necessary in order for me to truly move past what happened. I thought I was over it but I'm not and if Tyler and I are ever going to have a real chance at making it I need to be. I need to trust that he won't leave me again and right now I don't have that trust, as much as it pains me to admit it. I have forgiven him. I understand why he did it. I'm not mad at him. I love him. I'm just scared. Scared of feeling that way again. Scared of that hurt, that pain.

"Stop looking at me like that," I scold. I can't take the angry glares any longer.

"I really wish you'd reconsider. I think coming back home would be the best thing for you, not isolating yourself."

"This is what I need. I know you don't understand, but I know myself. I will come back better."

He puts his bag down on the bed, walks over to where I am standing, and hugs me. "You don't need to be better. You're perfect the way you are."

"I appreciate you saying that but I have my issues I need to work through."

He squeezes me tight before letting me go. "Don't stay too long, ok?"

"I'm going to stay for as long as it takes."

"You're lucky the resort made that deal with you or you'd never be able to afford it."

"I'm lucky I have a smooth talking agent who can make those kinds of deals for me."

He smiles. "I have to take care of my favorite client no matter how much she drives me crazy sometimes."

Harold managed to get me a photography job with the resort in exchange for letting me stay without having to pay. Of course I'm going to be switching rooms to a more basic room but I am more than thankful that I will get to stay without having to worry. I'm going to be going around the resort and offering the guests to take candid photos of them for a fee, which all goes towards the resort. They will be able to purchase the photos off of the resort website. The resort already had this service in place already, they just didn't have the photographer yet. It works out for the both of us. I only have to work a few hours a day so that gives me plenty of time to work on myself.

Harold finishes packing, he picks up his suitcase, and we walk out to the taxi. He tosses the bag into the back of the car and turns around to face me. "Last chance."

"Sorry, I'm staying."

"You promised you'd get your phone situation taken care of. Text me when you get it."

"I will."

He hugs me and I hug him back. These two weeks with him have been better than I ever could have imagined. We've become closer as friends. We're more than friends. He's like my brother. I don't know what I would do without him. He keeps me sane. I've always wanted a big brother who be there to look out for me and I have that now.

We let go of each other and he gets into the taxi. "Come home soon, ok?" he says as he looks up at me, pleading with his eyes.

"Have a safe flight back, Harold."

"What am I supposed to tell Tyler if he asks what's going on?"

"Tell him you don't know."

"I should tell him where you are and to come down here to talk some sense into you."

"That's not going to help. Go on. We've wasted enough of this guy's time. We'll talk soon."

"Take care of yourself."

"That's what I plan on doing."

I close the door and I take a step back so the driver can leave. Harold waves before they leave. I watch until the taxi is out of sight. I walk back to the room to finish packing my things so I can move to my new room. I promised Harold I'd have another phone sent to me so we can keep in touch just in case he hears from National Geographic. I plan on keeping my promise in getting the phone but I also plan on going off the grid once I check in with him. I can't have any distractions.

The resort has already given me my new room number and key so I know where I'm going. I hope I have a similar view. Having the ocean outside of my window has been so relaxing. Since I am going to be alone the sound of the waves will be more prominent I'm sure.

I get to the room and immediately walk over to the window to check out my view. I'm sad I will no longer have the balcony to hang out on but I'm staying here for free, I'm not complaining. I push the curtains aside to reveal my view. I am overlooking the restaurant that Harold and I always eat at. I'm happy, I can still see the ocean. That's all I wanted. I open the windows so I can get a breeze going in the room. I assume I will be hearing a lot of noises from the restaurant but I don't mind. Harold hasn't even been gone and I'm already feeling the loneliness. At least I get the bed all to myself.