After the kiss that beats all kisses, they walked to [Y/N]'s hotel quietly, holding hands. When they reached the hotel, Cody let go of her hand, and kissed her on the lips before [Y/N] blindly walked into the lobby and into the elevator. Her legs failed her; she flopped down in the elevator (she was alone) and just thought. She kissed Cody Simpson. Kissed him. KISSED CODY SIMPSON! She was stunned speechless. Then she got slightly sad. She had only half of tomorrow to see him again. She was going back to Canada. She decided to just call her parents and ask if she could stay an extra day or two, but she wasn't depending on it. She was almost one hundred percent sure her parents would say no. She sighed. Maybe Cody would be done part of his tour here in New York. But then where would he go? Asia? Switzerland? She couldn't think of not seeing him on a daily basis, even though she only knew him for two days. They had this connection. She couldn't explain it. She reached her room and saw [Y/F/N] hadn't returned yet. Okay, she thought, I'll just call my parents and get this whole ordeal over with. She sighed, and called. "Hello? [Y/N]! Hi, how are you, sweetiebug?" asked her dad. "Good, dad, hey, I have this... dilemma." she felt a sudden, crazy urge to hang up the phone and not get on her flight tomorrow. But she wasn't that crazy. "What is it, bunbun?" "Well... uhm... can I stay for two more days?" she just randomly spit it out, and regretted it. She could hear her dads sharp intake of breath, and she knew the answer before he said it out loud. "No, of course not. You were just there for that Cody Simpson. Everyone misses you. Nope, not even a chance, pea." "Fine, whatever. I'll see you tomorrow at the airport at eight, okay. Bye, dad, love you." "Wa--" but she hung up. All this Cody Simpson stuff, will it be all over in a heartbeat? Before she knew it, she took her pillow and through it across the room. Hot tears spilled out on her cheeks. She couldn't imagine not seeing Cody anymore... she balled up her fists and cried, until she felt dry inside. Then she knew she had to tell Cody. She immediately speed-dialed him number and he picked up on the first ring. "Cody..." and he knew something was wrong. "I'll be there in five." he immediately said, and [Y/N] stood there, crying. Five minutes later, Cody stood there at the door, looking at her with sad, desperate eyes. "Whats wrong, [Y/N]?" he asked, his accent slightly shaken. She ran up to him and hugged him. He, like that time on the street, protectively put his arms around her. They just stood there. "So... whats wrong?" he asked again, more tentatively. "I'm leaving New York tomorrow. At three." and fresh tears leaked out. "[Y/N], don't worry about it. I'd personally fly out where ever you are anytime of the day... any day. Just for you." and just like that, [Y/N] knew he was telling the truth. They sat on the couch, cuddling. [Y/N]'s sobs stopped, Cody felt more relaxed, and, still intertwined
, they fell asleep, together, feeling happy they had each other.
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