All I Want

i want you | 28

•James•

Riley pulls me into the guest bedroom and sits me down at the foot of her bed. She sits opposite me, on Emily's bed.

"What do you want to talk about?" I ask

I watch as Riley plays with her fingers just like she does when she doesn't know what to say.

I've missed all her quirks and I never really realised how much I paid attention to her. I've missed her... and now that she's here, I finally have a chance at getting her back.

"James, um, you know that I care about the studio," She begins

I nod, "Of course, it's like a home to all of us,"

Riley looks up at me and I know why. I left home, I left the studio, I left her but I'm coming back now.

"Well... Miss Kate wants me there," Riley looks down again, "tomorrow,"

There's a long silence, none of us say anything. I get up and sit down next to her.

Riley looks at me and I pull her into a hug, wrapping my arms around her and burying my head in the crook of her neck. I've miss everything about her; her scent, her eyes, her hair.

I feel Riley's arms around me as well and I close my eyes, feeling her breath on my neck. After a bit, we pull away.

I sigh, "Well... I guess-"

She shakes her head, "No, James. Don't say goodbye,"

"Okay, Riley... I'll see you soon then," My voice quivers slightly and Riley notices

Riley has always taken notice of things. When we first met, she took notice of me in the studio. When I first started having a crush on her, she noticed it. If I wasn't feeling well, she would notice it.

She places a hand on my cheek and smiles sadly, "Promise me you will get better and move on from me. Start dancing again, James. Start a new life without me,"

I place a hand over hers, "You know I can't do those things that you ask me to do," I whisper.

"You have to, James," Her brown eyes beg, "for the both of us,"

I shake my head, a lump in my throat again. I can't get over her, no matter how hard I try. I can't get over her even if I wanted to.

Riley is my life. I can never find somebody else, there can be nobody like Riley.

"I'll promise you... that I will get better," I croak out. Riley nods, "But... Riley, I don't care how many fights or breakups we go through. I just want to be with you for the rest of my life, I just want you,"

I move closer to her and press my lips against hers softly.

Riley moves her hands on my cheek to the back of my neck and pulls us in closer as we sink into the kiss.

I know that we are strong enough to make this relationship work. I love her and she loves me.

All I want is her.