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Someone barged into the room, causing Rye and I to pull apart.

I swear he locked the door...

I looked at the door to see Olivia, her mouth wide open.

"Are you guys together?"

Rye looked at me.

"No."
"Emma, we have go home."

She started walking to me. She wasn't completely sober.

"No, Liv, you can't drive."

"I can drive." Rye offered.
I shook my head.

"You drank too."
He nodded.

"I'm not drunk." she argued.
"Then walk in a straight line."
"No."
"Then we're not leaving."

"You can't stay with Rye."
"Who said I wanted to stay with him?"

I glanced at Rye to see him glaring at me.

"Whatever. I'm going back downstairs. Don't do anything to her." She addressed the last part to Rye.
He nodded and she left.

Once she left, Rye rushed over and locked the door, making sure it wouldn't open.

"What was that?" he turned around, asking me. He was clearly angry.
"N-nothing." I stuttered.

"Em-"
"It's nothing, Rye."

He shook it off and walked towards me. His arm snaked around my waist. He pulled me closer. His face was inches away from mine.

"Rye-"
"Please, princess."

"I-I don't want to-"
"We don't have to. Let me love you for tonight."
"I c-cant."

His eyes looked into mine.

"What can't you do?"
"Let you love me."
"Why not?"
"You'll ruin me again."

His hand cupped my cheek and with his thumb, he stroked my cheek.

"I'm sorry, princess."

A tear fell from both our eyes.

"How can I show you that I won't hurt you anymore?"
"Let me go."

He froze.

"No," he shook his head, "I can't do that. You mean too much to me."
"You can do that, Rye. For the past months-"
"I've been crying. For the past months I've been trying to move on. I tried, Emma. I really did. No one compared to you. You're my whole galaxy. I have nothing without you. I need you."

I stayed silent.

"Princess, please let me kiss you, one last time...then I'll let you go."
"Rye-"
"Give me a minute, please. It's all my fault, I know."

I stared into his eyes.

"One last time." I whispered.

His face came closer and our lips connected.

A voice kept repeating three words in my mind: I need him.
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Song: One Last Time by Ariana Grande

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