Grace's POV
I walk slowly, my head hanging low. I put my hands in the pockets of the old worn SNACKS hoodie I'm wearing. I feel my phone buzzing, probably notifications on twitter, but I ignore them. I can't deal with that right now.
"Gracie?" Chester whispers.
I look up to him, and see nothing but his suitcases. New York is too far away. Heck, him living fifteen minutes away seemed too far away. This is on a whole new medium though.
"It's just a year. I promise. I'll come back as much as I can, and you can come out and visit. This music thing is a really good oppurtunity, I had to say yes." He reminds me.
"I know it's just-" I begin, my voice unsteady.
I feel the hot tears slipping out of my eyes and sliding down my cheeks. He gently wipes the tears away.
"I'm going to mis you so much." I whisper sadly.
He catches my hand in his, and pulls me close to him.
"I love you, Helbig." He tells me sweetly.
"I love you, See." I answer.
He kisses my cheek, squeezes my hand, and then goes to board his plane. As he is about to go into the little tunnel, he turns and waves.
I wave back, tears cascading in waves from my eyes, but smiling nonetheless, because I'm lucky enough to love him forever.
