"You promise?" she asked, her eyes swimming with tears she refused to let escape. She had a pathetic look, one that says 'Protect me, I'm venerable and alone.' "Of course, I couldn't leave you for good now could I? And besides, it's not like ever if I win I won't ever get to visit home." "I know, but those are visits. I want to know you'll come back for me and stay forever." "Lucy Ann Brown, I promise I will come back for you." I don't know how I got in that car, but I did. I left, telling Lucy and myself that I probably wouldn't get very far anyway. Then One Direction happened. Then made it through Judges Houses. And live week one. And two. And three. And five. And seven. And ten. And then we got signed and three years flew by. I thought about Lucy commonly, no one knew it but me, but "Back for You" off our take me home album was for her, not just my girlfriend, Elle. Then one day I got the news that Lucy was gone. Disappeared. No one knew where she had gone or why she had suddenly disappeared. No one but me. She was gone because she had finally given up hope I would come back for her. And now I would probably die without ever getting to see her again.
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