It's pretty fun, right now.
It just breaks my heart to tell him that I'm leaving tomorrow.
It's not that I'm leaving for a short time, but I'll be gone for about a month and two weeks.
We were on the beach, just running around, chasing each other.
We splashed water at each other.
He would pick me up and throw me into the freezing coastal waters of Malibu.
This made me happy, but sad.
What happens when he goes back to London?
What happens if he likes another girl?
I mean, I know we're not going out, or anything, but I'm getting the feeling that he likes me.
What's going to happen when I leave?
I doubt he's having these thought because he can have any girl he wants, but, then again, he's right here with me.
As I was just standing on the beach thinking about this while staring out into the ocean,
I felt hands come onto my waist from behind.
That person's head was nuzzled between one of my shoulders and my head.
The person whispered, "Love, I choose you."
Wait did I really just say that last part about him out loud?
Oh, crap.
"Babe, I have something to tell you, come to the jacuzzi with me?"
When we got in the jacuzzi, we were quiet for a couple of minutes until he finally spoke up.
"I'm leaving to New York tomorrow, and I won't be back until at least the second week of July."
"Wait, really? Because I'm leaving to Florida tomorrow and I won't be back around the same time too!" I said, being filled with relief.
"Yay! So we won't leave each other alone here!"
"I'm just gonna miss you a lot, Steffy."
"Me too, but guess what?"
"Whattttt?"
"Take a picture of me now so you can have 6 of me, the ones we took at the museum, the snapchat of mine that you screenshotted, and this one."
He posed and posed sexily.
I took a really good picture of him, if I do say so myself.
After that, we just laughed, then put our clothes back on (😏😏)and went to the Santa Monica Pier and rode all the rides.
The last moment of the night was the best part, because we got on the Ferris wheel, and it got stuck at the top.
No joke we just started making out.
I ran my hands through his flawless hair, while he pulled me close until my legs wrapped around his waist.
We vigorously made made out for minutes at a time, stopping for air a few times.
Not bad for a temporary goodbye, no?
We went back to the beach, and he set up a blanket and he lay down, and patted his chest so I could use it as a pillow.
He protectively put his arms around me, while I dozed off.
I woke up a couple of hours later with the sky still being dark, finding half of myself lying on top of him; our legs intertwined.
This was just the best.
He was just the best.
"Love, we've go to go now, or your family will leave without you." He said, groggily.
Gahhhhh, I live for sexy boys' morning voices.
He was that sexy boy who's morning voice I loved.
Soon enough, we kissed softly, then he dropped me off at the break of dawn, so my parents wouldn't find out.
"I'll miss you, Stefan," I said, as tears formed in my eyes.
"Love, don't worry. I'll text you, snapchat you, and FaceTime you, and everything you, okay?"
"Okay," I said as I nuzzled my head in his chest. Mmmm, the way he smelled. I'll miss that.
"I love you, Amber. You are the most beautiful, charming, and sweet girl I have ever known. I miss you already, babe. Goodbye, now."
"Goodbye." I managed to give him one final kiss on the cheek before I went inside my house.
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