1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Kings part 3

Word count:1818

Case's POV.

"Case." Parker says my name silently as I look at the door tears falling down my cheek.

"Case." He says again only his voice becomes a background noise as I cry.

"No. I don't want you to leave." I say quietly. Although its too late.

"I love you." I cry.

"You said you wanted to be with me forever." My heart shatters as I squeeze the rings tightly.

Tears pour down my cheeks as I cry.

I love you. I think.

I need you.

More tears fall as I wait. I wait for him to come back and say he misses me as much as I missed him.

He had walked out five minutes ago and I missed him like he had went missing years ago.

If he goes back to his apartment he won't have anything to eat?

Who will look into my eyes in the morning? Who will smile to get me through the day?

"Case." Parker says snapping me out of my trance.

"You can't just stand their." He says and I pull away.

"I won't leave. Not until he comes back."

I start to cry more before falling down.

"I miss him." I cry.

I cry until I get a phone call.

I look at the phone to see its Bella. I end the call before walking into my room to finish go cry into our bed.

Laying on the floor was the clothes he was wearing the night before. The clothes I tore off of him in a passionate night of love making.

I pick up his shirt and smell it. It smelt like ice cream and grass. I smile.

I open my eyes to see him smiling like he always does. Light shinning on his green eyes.

He's sitting on my chest his brown hair falling and framing his face.

I knew this. I should have told him then. That I was falling for him. That I only wanted him.

He hugs me tightly trying to comfort me.

Why wasn't he here to comfort me now? I need it more now. I need you to hug me and tell me things I need to hear. Tell me you love me.

I wake up with tears.

Please come back.

"Hey look this apartment's first months free if you're a veteran coming back from war." Parker says as I sit at the table drinking coffee.

"What does that have to do with you?"

"Well when my future husband, Georgeous finally figures out we're meant to be I don't want to have sex on your couch."

"My couch can't handle your sex." I say and he smiles.

"I aim to please."

"All but your wife." I say and he frowns.

"That was low." He says.

"And anyways. Your future husband and probably drinking champagne and eating chocolate covered strawberries with my future ex husband." I day puring more vodka into my coffee.

"Don't you need to slow down. Its not even ten yet." He says and I frown.

"I drink what the hell I want when I'm heartbroken." I say frowning at him.