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I woke up to the bright sun shining in my eyes through the space between the curtain and the window. I laid there staring at the ceiling, thinking about what day it was. The day my boyfriend left for tour.
I glanced next to me at the sleeping boy. As I looked at him I thought about how lucky I was to be able to claim him as my own. This was the day I dreaded. The day I never wanted to come. Corbyn and I had spent the night before laughing and cuddling on the couch enjoying each others company while we still had it.
I hopped out of bed careful not to wake Corbyn. I quickly changed into a pair of shorts and Corbyns sweatshirt from last night, smelling just like him. I walked out to the kitchen to make breakfast. As I reached for the plates in the cabinets, I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind, scaring me a little, before I realized who it was and immediately felt comforted.
"Good morning, gorgeous," Corbyn mumbled into my ear, planting a few kisses on my neck.
"Morning, handsome," I replied. God I was going to miss him so much. 6 months I had to be without him.
"What are you making?" Corbyn asked.
"Your favorite, Pancakes!" I smiled at the boy as his face lit up. "I know you won't be having them for a little while after this so i'm trying to make them the best they can be. Just for you."
"You're cute," Corbyn responded, a small frown, obviously after the thought of leaving.
We ate breakfast and after that packed the remaining things in Corbyns luggage. He zipped it up and dropped it by the door.
"Please don't leave," I begged. Obviously I wasn't serious. I was so proud of Corbyn but I was so sad to see him go.
"You know I would stay if I could," He kissed the top of my head. We both left the house and got into the car to meet the rest of the boys at the airport.
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We met up with the boys by the gate. It was finally time for the boy's to set off on tour. They're flight was called and they all turned to me. I hugged each of them one by one, Jonah than Jack than Zach than Daniel and than the love of my life. Our eyes met, both of us already in tears. He pulled me into him, squeezing tightly. He kissed the top of my head and rested his head there.
"(Y/n) (y/l/n), I love you so damn much. I'm going to be thinking about you every second of every day. I'll make sure to call you every moment I can," Corbyn spoke softly to me. He waited for a response. Nothing but silence. "Ok, baby?" He spoke again. I couldn't say much because of the tears coming out of my eyes.
"Ok. I love you beyond words, Corbyn Besson. I'm so proud of you. Go have fun with your band." I managed to smile as I looked up at Corbyn. I was truly so happy for him. We stared into each others eyes, knowing this will be the last time for a little while. At that moment he took one hand off my waist and moved it to my cheek, pulling me into a kiss. I immediately responded, wrapping my arms around his neck. It was a long kiss, each others tears dripping onto each other's faces. We pulled away and he gave me one last peck, walking off . I watched as Daniel wrapped his arm around my boyfriend, bringing him into a side hug. Corbyn turned around one last time, mouthing I love you.
