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"why can't you trust me to hang out with my guy friends?" i yell, shoving his chest.

"come on, mackenzie, see the way they look at you, they clearly want you and you're being so delirious!" dan responds, stepping back.

"don't you dare call me delirious, you asshole! they never wanted me, why would they want me considering that i have you?"

"because that's what every guy wants, to screw another guys girl!"

"maybe it was a mistake for you to come here, and meet all of my friends just so you can think i hook up with all of them!"

"i went through hell trying to get here, and i wouldn't be so worried if you weren't so flirty with them all the damn time, that's why they think they can do you!"

"you know what, if you think that i'm so untrustworthy that i'd go ahead and screw around with other guys, maybe we shouldn't be together!" i scream, flinging my arms in frustration.

"maybe we shouldn't!" he roars back, his face red with anger. we breathe out angrily for a moment, and our faces soften.

"did.....did we just break up?" he asks.

"yeah, i guess we did. you should get an early flight." i grumble, storming out of his hotel room, and holding back sobs as i go down the elevator to the lobby.

i don't break down until i'm in my car, and i bury my face in my hands, my sobs cutting through me like paper in a shredder. 

when i come home, i sneak up the stairs to my bedroom, and curl up in my bed, tears still softly rolling down my cheeks.

***
two days later, i check my texts for the first time to see one from dan, sent to me not too long ago.

"i managed to get a flight today at 4:00. it was nice seeing you."

i check my clock before gasping, 2:22 p.m.

tears fill my eyes as the fight flashes in my head, and i sob, before i realise. i can't let him go. i can't break up with him now, not ever.

i jump out of my bed, still in my clothes from the night before, dashing out of my house, jumping into my car and driving as fast as i can to the airport. i slam my hands in frustration at the traffic going in, and i find an alternate route.

i park, racing inside, going past security and the nice woman at the counter jumps in surprise when i slam my hands down, trying not to fall.

"has the 211 flight to california left yet?" i huff, and she smiles warmly.

"no, but you better hurry, dear. they're boarding now." she points towards the gate, and i immediately zone in on dans tall figure, prominent against the sea of shorter people.

i run over, calling his name desperately. people glare at me as i shove past, and he turns his head, his eyes widening at me.

"mackenzie? what're you doing here?" he asks.

"i'm here to stop you. dan, i'm so sorry for how i yelled at you, i don't want you to leave. i love how you made all this effort to come here and i'm not ready to see you go yet. i know i came at the worst possible time for an apology but i can't break up with you. i'm still crazy for you. dare i say it, i love you, dan. and i want you to stay." i take his face in my hands.

"please." i whisper, and he pulls away.

"i have to go. i can't do this right now, okay?" he walks away, and i'm left to stand there.

"just tell me that it won't be over between us for good!" it was useless. he was gone.

i walk out, feeling defeated. i have to have the humiliation of walking past security and the nice lady again, alone, without dan.

"mack!" i hear someone call. i turn around, and it's dan, who's running up to me, his backpack bouncing wildly. he slams me into a hug, and i wrap my arms around him, tears filling my eyes again.

"dan, what about your luggage, your flight......" i ask, squeezing my eyes shut.

"i don't care about that. the only thing i are about is staying here, with you. i can always get new luggage, it's fine. but i love you, and that's all i'd ever need."

not too shabby, i actually really like this and i hope you did too!