I Know I Shouldn't (Sequel To I Need You So Much) [Oliver Sykes Fan Fic]

We're Young and In Love

AN: I'm SOOOOO sorry it's been so long since I updated this story, or really any of my strories for that matter. I've been really busy lately even though it's summer. My mom has me visiting colleges, like, once or twice a week and I'm not even kidding about that. I also just finished two days of driving lessons, which took up a ton of time, and was doing some stuff for my friend. Other than that, I of course have stupid summer reading that I really want to just get done instead of putting it off like always. I hope this chapter was worth the wait and I hope to update again some time next week. I'm trying to update a different story everyday and I also need to start two more stories. On a happier note, the picture on the side goes amazingly with this chapter! Lastly, this chapter is dedicated to @ambermeters360 for suggesting something similar to what happens at the very end of the chapter. The suggest was a really long time ago, so I hope it was for the right story, but it gave me inspiration anyway.

Sorry for the long ass author's note.

Song: Let Love Bleed Red by Sleeping With Sirens

Melody

"Call me when you get there," I commanded. Today was the day Tyler was leaving for America. Apparently, his mum's company needed her in New York as soon as possible. She didn't even worry about selling their house. It was on the market, but she had said she didn't have time to wait for it sell, so they just left. It had barely been two weeks since Tyler had first told me. I was still trying to process the fact that he was going to be gone tomorrow.

"I will. I promise," he replied with a sigh as he stuffed the last of his things into a suitcase. Even though I had been countless goodbyes with my dad, this was so much harder. My dad always came back. Two months later, he was sitting on the couch again watching some stupid show on the telly, but I knew Tyler wouldn't be back. Visiting would be expensive because of the airfare and I knew that unless his mum got transfer back to England, he would never come back. "Hey, it won't be that bad. We can still call and text and Skype," he reassured me, cutting into my thoughts. Even though I knew I could pick my cell phone up at anytime, it wouldn't be the same. I wanted him to stay here with me.

"It isn't the same. Believe me. I know. My dad says the same exact thing before he leaves for tour and no matter how many times I call him, I still miss him," I responded, letting out my own breath. I sat down on his bed, tucking my legs beneath me. Why was it that as soon as I found someone I truly liked, even loved, they left?

Instead of trying to fight with me, he just leaned over and let his lips collide with mine. The feeling was amazing. Our lips moved in sync as I tried to take every little bit of the feeling in. It was the last time I would probably ever get to kiss him. The way his lips felt on mine was perfect and I knew I would deeply miss this when he left. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy, but just his touch was enough to make them flap their wings. "We're gonna get through this," he promised when he pulled away.

"Tyler, I know you're trying to be positive, but do you really think that we can get through this? You're moving across an ocean," I told him. I knew I was being a bit of a downer, but it was true. 

"Yes, I truly believe that we'll make it through this," he responded. He seemed so certain as he sat down next to me on his bed. I cocked an eyebrow at him questioned. Could he really be that naive? "I know we'll make it because I love you, Mel," he clarified. I looked over at him in total shock. Had he just said what I thought he said? He loved me? It was nice to know that the feelings I were having were mutual, but it was a lot to take in.

"I love you, too, Tyler," I responded after the initial shock wore off. I never thought that anyone would love me. I never thought much of myself and I assumed everyone else saw me as I saw myself: boring, not pretty, and the girl with the 'weird' dad. I guess I was wrong because he had just told me he loved me. He had just told me something that changed my perspective about myself.

Before I could overthink everything, his lips were back on mine. The feeling of complete ecstasy took over my body again. How was I going to live without this for so long? I needed him to be right here with me. I just wanted him to stay and kiss me and tell me he loved me and watch stupid movies with me and listen to my crappy demos. I just wanted him.

"Tyler, we need to get going," I heard Tyler's mum call up the stairs. He then took his lips off of mine and let out a groan. He stood up and grabbed a few of his bags. I took the last one and we headed down the steps. Everything had felt like a terrible nightmare up until that point. He was really leaving. He was really going to live in America.

After dragging his stuff to the car and shoving it in the already overflowing trunk, his mum got in the driver seat and we kind of just stood there. I had no idea what I should say, so I just ended up staring at the toes of my black converse instead. I could feel the tears filling up in my eyes and I had to blink to keep them from falling. Why did people have to leave?

Before I knew what he was doing, Tyler was pulling me into a hug. My arms snaked around his torso, returning the embrace. I never wanted him to let me go. I wanted to stay in his arms forever. I felt like we were the only two people in the universe at that moment and I liked it. He was all I needed. I heard him whisper that he loved me before backing up to hold me at arms length. He looked at me for a long time like he was trying to remember every little detail about how I looked in that very moment. The whole time he was taking me in, I was watching his perfectly amazing eyes look back at me. He then gave me one last kiss before letting me go.

"I'll call you," was all he said before opening the door on the passenger's side and climbing into the car. He gave me a forced smile through the window as he buckled his seat belt. My heart was slowly shattering into a million pieced. The tears that had once threatened to fall were now flowing down my cheeks freely.

As Tyler and his mum drove away, I watched them make their way down the street. I could see Tyler's mum talking to his through the rearview mirror. I rubbed at me salty tears fiercely as I continued to watch them leave. I was just about to turn away and start walking towards my house when I saw the last thing I ever expected to witness. As Tyler's mum continued to talk to him, it looked like she forgot to pay attention to driving. Out of nowhere, a large truck ran through a stop sign, which he should've stopped at, and collided into Tyler's mum's car at full force.