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CHAPTER 33 - Part 1

CLARE'S POV 

The next morning I was barely a wake-able person. Partly because I had to start packing, as in seriously and partly because I didn't want to have any discussion revolving around the 'i-quit-to-be-with-you' from yesterday.

I kept opening and closing my lids for what felt like a really long ass time. Elias had tried to wake me by bringing coffee and pancakes once, then he came again and asked which shirt he should take with, mind you, 'us' and lastly he came and dumped his carry on on my legs.

"Clare, fucking hell, wake up!" He cried in frustration.

I wasn't budging. It felt pretty good to have nothing to do for a while, it's like it's impossible to waste time. I felt the weight of the luggage pull off me and lightly heard it's wheels slam on the floor before a larger weight was thrown onto me.

My eyes widened as I gasped. Elias was sprawled all over me, his left hand quickly tucking both of my wrists into one tight hold and his other hand made it's way to my sides that were thankfully hidden by the grey sheets. I wriggled out of his grasp all while giggling when suddenly his hand found a way around the covers and his fingers gently pinched my sides,

"Elias stop! Stop!" I cried laughing while trying to escape from him wrestling me. "Please I-" It was like I couldn't stop myself from yelping and laughing out so loudly.

"Oh hello my darling, you're awake !" He panted and doubled efforts in tickling me.

Tears were welling up my eyes as I puffed out laughing. I tried wiggling out as hard as i could but it was in vain, even my screams wouldn't cross through my lungs. Finally I couldn't breathe and as if he got the memo, he propped himself up on his hands, hovering my breathless figure. I slowly and pant-fully turn to my back and stare at Elias.

For the first time there was some sort of dead silence, as if for a split second, time stopped. As if my heart stopped beating for a second, as if nothing was to be. And when I looked into his eyes, I didn't feel it anymore. Our connection, it was if he was totally different person completely separate from me.

Paris to me was a new beginning, I wanted Elias to be part of it but not like that. I'm not even sure what I want anymore.

I wanted to know myself this time. Weirdly enough, I would only notice that feel a couple months later and even more sadly, I only took action a couple more months after. The universe was guiding me to the brink of the world, just to enter a new one.

As he proceeds to lay next to me, I catch a glimpse of the speck of reflection of the light in his brown orbs. Our relationship is great, but I knew I couldn't make him happy. I was never too worried about our age gap, but I had witnessed a few of the conclusions, the endings of these types of relationships. I still had half a life more than he to experience for myself.

My heart tightened at this thought, the idea of not being near him all the time like that. I knew I would miss the smell of coffee in the morning, I would mourn the arms that held me at night, warm and comfortable. I would miss the morning rides after the morning fights because I was always late. I would miss him from the curve of his dick to the bottom of his rottenly magnificent soul.

But the stars depicted another plan. 

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hEY There. Sorry for not updating in forever, but as you'll read through the next chapters, YS is being taken to a whole new level lol. Also, lil surprise for you in some time. Thanks to all of you for making this story possible, thank you for reading it and commenting and liking etc, it makes me crazy happy! I love you all and you can expect great shit from this story ! Part 2 later this afternoon 

WITH LOVE SJR