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a & a - promise me

It's a typical night in the hype house. Except it isn't. She lays on his chest, her arms slung around his neck as they lay intertwined on her bed. Avani mumbles something, her head buried in his chest and Anthony snakes an arm around her back, lifting his free hand to stroke her hair. "Vani?"

"I can't do this," she repeats, clutching onto him tightly, "I can't live without you for months and months. I need you."

He tears up at the sadness in her voice, but he knows that all he can do is hold her for as long as they had left. "You can do it. I believe in you, baby. And we can facetime all the time. You know that."

She lifts her chin to rest on his chest, looking him straight in the eyes. Her gaze is intense, as if she's trying to memorise his face, and it almost makes him want to look away. "Promise me?" she pleads, holding her pinkie out.

He chuckles and then his expression softens, and he nods, reaching his pinkie out to wrap around her smaller one, "I promise."

A small smile forms on her face, then she leans forward to close the distance between them and press her lips against his. His hold on her tightens, and he lets himself get lost in the kiss. A lump forms in his throat and he's memorizing every detail of her face. "We still have tonight," Avani whispers before kissing him again.

He hums against her lips and he flips over, settling between her legs. She sighs, before beginning her assault on his lips. As her hands rake through his hair, his fiddle with the hem of her shirt. His cold fingers make contact with the soft skin across her stomach and she gasps, allowing him to run his tongue along hers.

"Take it off," she mutters, shuddering as he glides his fingers up to her ribcage, tracing the length of her ribs.

"Vans, you're 17. I'm 18. We can't do this," he whispers, running his hands along her spine, and she sighs. She lifts up his shirt slowly, taking time to lay kisses up his abs, chest, collarbone and neck, before returning to his lips. His whole body is buzzing at her touch, but he can't let her do this. It's unfair to both of them. He pulls away, sitting up and looking into her eyes, "Hey bebe, we both know we can't do this."

She nods, pulling him down to press a quick kiss to his lips, "I just want to forget about everything else tonight. I just want to kiss you until I can't anymore," she mutters.

He laces their fingers together, sitting her back up to kiss her lips. She pushes him down giggling, before sitting on his lap. She grins and pulls him in for another, more searing kiss. Parting her lips with his tongue, he can taste the sweet strawberry chapstick that is ever present on her lips. Anthony swallows, letting the intensity of her movements wash over him, pushing his sadness away for the meantime. He rocks forward, breaking the kiss to push her onto her back. She giggles at his attempt of dominance, pulling her shirt over her head. Anthony smiles, before leaning down to whisper in her ear. "Although you are making it incredibly hard for me to contain myself bebe. You're so beautiful," her breath hitches as he nips at her earlobe, before moving to her pulse point. She gasps softly, throwing her head back to allow him more access. "Because, you see, if you were a tad older, there'd be so many more things I'd be doing to you right now," she groaned as she let his hands roam over her stomach, his lips peppering kisses on her neck, shoulders, collarbone and stomach.

"Oh trust me, you've turned me on with what we're doing now, baby. But I know we can't."

Anthony feels as if the wind has been knocked out of him, and he smiles softly, sadly, and reaches down to caress her cheek. "I'll wait until you're ready."

She nods, placing a hand on his chest. "You're amazing you know."

"You're more amazing my bebe," he says. Avani begins to cough, and she sits up, before swinging her legs off of the bed for some water in the bathroom. Anthony closes his eyes, sighing before reaching forward to grab his hoodie. After slipping it back on, he slumps backwards, letting a tear slide down his face. Even though he's tried hard to ignore it, the thought of not seeing his bebe hurts. But he has to be strong for her. The mattress dips as she returns to the bed, and he feels her soft hand wipe away his tears, before stroking through his hair. Smiling, she lifts up his hoodie and slips herself into it too, wrapping her arms around him. He kisses her, and she pulls away before the kiss can deepen, sighing as she rests her forehead against his. "Anfonyyyyy ... imma miss you so god damn much," she whispers, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "It sucks that this is our last night together in God knows how long, but-" she kisses him slowly. "We'll get through it. I know we can."

He nods, giving her a small smile to match her own. "You're right." They lay in comfortable silence, Anthony's fingers tracing small circles on her back.

"I'll wait for you," Avani says after some time, breaking the silence. "I'll wait for you," she says as she turns to rest her chin on his chest again, "whether it's 6 months or 6 years. I don't care how long I have to wait."

"I love you," he whispers, leaning down to kiss her softly. They share a smile.

"I love you too."