Just Saying

Loving Someone

CHLOE'S POV
I don't want to see him board that plane.

But I don't want to be the selfish girlfriend.

We spend his last night in New York together.

We went into Manhattan.

We went to the Sugar Factory.

He held my hand across the table.

"I don't want to get wasted tonight. When I'm wasted, I can't enjoy your beauty that much." He said.

I blushed as my eyes watered.

"Please don't cry. Cause I'm going to start. Once I start you don't stop." He said.

I laughed as I wiped a tear away.

"I guess I didn't realize how much I was going to miss you." I sighed.

"I'm going to miss you more. Who am I going to hold at night?" He asked.

"I got you something. It's kind of stupid but I hope you like it anyway." I said giving him a box.

He opened it.

"Why would I think this is stupid?" He asked.

I shrugged.

It was a bracelet that had my name on the front and the date we became neighbors on the back.

"Chlo, I love it. I'll wear it always. This'll be my good luck charm." He said putting it on.

"You gave me this necklace with your name and I wanted to do something similar." I said.

"It's beautiful." He said.

"I put it on the same hand as the tattoo. Whenever I look down, I just think of you." He added on.

"Please stop. I'm going to cry." I said.

He squeezed my hand.

After dinner, we went back to the house.

He held me as we watched our favorite Disney movies.

I fell asleep in his arms.