Chapter 14

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~Her~

I watched the buildings and streets visibly diminish in beauty through the town car's window. I don't know why it was such a shock to me all of a sudden. This was where I lived. This was where I called home.

I supposed it would take a little time to get used to again after the five-star hotels and restaurants I'd been frequenting. Maybe I'd never see it quite as I had.

I'd changed since I'd left my apartment last week, and deep down, I knew it was for the better. I wanted more than this.

But despite that, I'd had a glimpse into a perfect life of luxury, and still decided to give it up. I'd decided to give him up. All because I was scared.

I dropped my bag full of expensive clothing to the floor and saw Laurie stick her head out from her room.

"You're back already?" she questioned. "I thought you had until tomorrow?"

"I had to get out of there. It was... too much."

"Here, I have something to make you feel better." Laurie took out a wad of cash and made it rain around me. "Consider yourself paid back!" She wore a proud grin, but I couldn't return it. I looked around at the bills on the floor.

"You can keep it," I told her. "I don't want your money anymore."

Her smile dropped as I made my way into my room, sitting down on the edge of the bed and staring at the floor.

"You've been on about it all week. I know you're loaded now, but I thought you still wanted what I owed you," Laurie said, standing in front of me.

"Yeah, well, not everything is about money," I said, surprising both of us, I think. I'd never have said that a week ago.

Laurie came over and sat down next to me.

"Are we still talking about you and me? Or is it about Mister Rich and Handsome you've just left behind?"

I exhaled shakily. "Yeah... Harrison. You know, he treated me like I've always dreamt a person would."

"He sounds like a great guy."

"He is..." I went on to tell her about his last few words to me, how he asked me to go with him to Central City, and Laurie pretty well screamed at me.

"He what?!"

"Ow!"

"So you're telling me, that you've met the perfect man who treats you right, who loves you, asked you to go home with him without payment or expectations, and you turned him down?"

I paused. "I mean..."

"(Y/N), I know you're scared," she said, "But answer this question. Do you love him too?"

I stared at her for a second before nodding, the answer seemingly simple now. "Yes," I got out before putting a hand over my mouth and choking back a sob.

I sat there, wondering now if I had just made the biggest mistake of my life. An even bigger one than following that one asshole to Star City all those years ago. But this time, I didn't follow the man I knew in my heart that I loved. Harrison had surprised me with every move he made, so why couldn't I trust that he'd continue to surprise me if we were together? I had to trust that his love was enough.

But was it too late now?

"I don't even know if he's still at the hotel..." I said, but Laurie's expression had turned into one of determination. She passed me my phone.

"Call the hotel and ask, I'm going to pack for you," she said as she grabbed my suitcase and started shoving all of my belongings into it. I frantically searched for the hotel's number on my phone and pressed call once I found it. I cut off the girl who answered on the other end.

"Hi, yes, hello! Can you please tell me if Doctor Harrison Wells is still there at the hotel?"

"I'm sorry, he only checked out a couple of minutes ago," the girl said.

"Ah! Okaythankyou!" I hung up and yelled, "He's not there!"

"Do you know where else he'd be?" Laurie shouted from the other room.

"I think so! I just need a ride there, but how?" This all seemed an impossible feat. But then, my best friend in the entire world came out of my room with my bag and brand new information.

"I'll drive you! Didn't I tell you? I recently found a Sugar Daddy of my own."

"You what? No!"

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~Him~

I don't know why I even tried. Heartbreak was the reason I had closed myself off in the first place. And what is the cause of heartbreak?

Love.

Why did she have to be there that night? Why didn't I just tell her to get out of my car?

Unable to stop the swirling thoughts in my head, I ran a hand over my face as the city buildings flew by outside.

I didn't mean that. Not really.

She'd given me one of the best weeks of my life, personally, let alone the help she'd inadvertently supplied to my business.

I just wished I could have convinced her to stay. Whatever worries she had, I'd have done everything in my power to make them disappear.

But it was too late for us. (Y/N) had already left and made her feelings clear enough for me to get the hint. My love for her was not reciprocated.

And I was already nearing the tarmac to return home. With Ramon and my new deal set in place, there was no need to hang around any longer than necessary. Maybe once I was back in my familiar surroundings, back to my regular schedule, I'd forget about her.

But I knew I'd be lying to myself yet again.

There was no instant reset button when it came to matters of the heart.

I doubted I'd meet anyone quite like her again. She was unique in every aspect, and I was certain I would find no one that made me feel the way I did when I was with her.

I sighed as we made the turning for the airfield, knowing that I would likely never see her again. That realization hurt more than I could describe.

I slung my bag over my shoulder and got out of the car. It was windy, too much for my liking, but I forced my feet to take me up to the plane's steps where I would leave this place behind. I made it halfway up the steps before I heard my name called from behind. It was muffled in the wind, so I thought nothing of it, but when it came a second time, I turned.

(Y/N) had just stepped out of her own vehicle.

She ran towards the plane.

My eyes widened, and for a second, I wondered if I had imagined her into existence, but when she reached the bottom of the steps, I dropped my bag at the top and swiftly moved back down, meeting her halfway.

Her hair whipped around her face in the harsh breeze, but it couldn't obscure the small, hopeful smile on her face.

"What...? How did you- I thought you couldn't do this?" I asked her, shaking my head a little in disbelief.

"I made a mistake. A huge, unfounded, horrible mistake. I'm just glad I caught you," she replied, and I saw tears glistening in her eyes. "I love you, Harrison. I love you. I can't lose you. We have to be together."

I choked out a relieved laugh. "God, I love you." I took her face in my hands and brought her in for a kiss that put all our past ones to shame. Her hair flew around us in our little bubble of just us two. Everything about this moment was perfect.

And she deserved perfect.

~

The End.

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