As he leaned in and closed his eyes, I realised that this was not what I wanted. I had to get away from here and from all the drama, but where could I go? He was less than an inch away from my face, and I knew that I had to pull away, but I froze. He was a millimeter away from my lips now, and I bravely pulled away. He opened his gorgeous, green eyes and looked at my with question. His eyes looked afraid, but also disappointed and he turned around and walked away without saying a word to me. I sat down in the cold grass and looked upon the sky. I felt tears streaming down my face, knowing that my mascara would smudge. The bright stars in the cold night looked so lonely all by themselves. I was lonely too, but I knew I had done everything right. I had to move away from pain. London