A few days later, the transfer went through. Theo would be moving to Spain.

There was a press release, but I couldn't bring myself to watch it, which Theo understood. It felt like they were taking him away from me, even when I should be proud and happy for him.

The next two weeks I lived with Theo, spending every single free minute of my time with him, desperately trying to revel in him for as long as possible before he would leave.

Today was the day I had been avoiding even thinking about. I was sitting in the backseat of the familiar black and tinted range rover with Theo, as Alfred drove us towards Heathrow.

"Don't cry, Scarlett... we'll keep in touch," he was trying to calm me. I had told myself I wouldn't cry, but once reality hit me I couldn't hold back my tears.

"Keep in touch?" I let out a sad laugh through my tears, "that sounds like we're just friends, Theo..."

I wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand and shook my head while he sighed.

"Wrong choice of words," he muttered, before glancing down at his lap with a heavy sigh, "I'll call you tonight, once I've gotten settled in. How's that?"

"I feel like this is a bad dream," I told him, sniffling like a child, "and I'm hoping I'll wake up soon."

His dark gaze met mine. I knew he was sad to be leaving me, and had tried so hard for the past weeks to keep my mind off everything. I can't imagine how tiring it has been for him; all of this.

"It won't be long until I'm back. I'm working to get a shorter transfer, okay?" He reached for my hand and took it in his, keeping our eye contact, "and if I don't, it'll just be a year, it's not that long..."

A small sob left my lips, "a year is such a long time. I can't do this for so long..."

All the press, the rumours, not being able to be with him... it would grow to be too much at some point for me, and we both knew it and were afraid of it.

"You won't have to, my request will go through, I'm sure of it," he gave me a reassuring smile. We both knew, though, that very rarely did players have much say in how long their transfers would be, and it was unlikely he'd play for Real Madrid for less than a year.

"I want to see you smile, love," he then continued, unbuckling his seatbelt and moving to sit right next to me, even as we were on the highway.

"Buckle your belt, Theo, you'll hurt yourself..." I immediately began shaking my head and urging for him to grab the seatbelt for the middle seat.

"You're so sexy when you nurse around," he grinned lightly, and something between a sob and a laugh left my lips. I would miss this so much, things wouldn't be the same when I couldn't physically be with him, even in the most innocent of ways.

"I'm not nursing around. Put on your seatbelt," I smiled almost shyly, and he complied.

"There," he turned back to me after he was safely strapped in, "are you happy?"

"No, but I'm satisfied with you having a seatbelt on."

"That's progress, I suppose," he held my hand on his thigh, leaning back and gazing at me, "text me whenever you have time to talk, I'll see if I can call you. This will work, Scarlett."

I had the most troubling gut feeling that this wouldn't work though, and he knew it.

"I'll text you," I managed a gentle smile, "promise me that you'll always wear a seatbelt, won't go to strip clubs, and that you'll be happy."

"I promise," he chuckled and brought my hand up to his lips before placing a small kiss onto the back of my hand, "you have to promise me, too, birdie."

"Not to go to strip clubs?" I lightly teased, even with a sad tone lacing my voice, "oh, how will I ever stay away from them?"

Theo grinned and shook his head, "you're impossible. Promise me you'll tell me whenever you feel like shit's getting to you. I don't want you to feel like you need to distance yourself."

"Okay."

We reached the runway, where Theo's private jet was waiting for him, engines already running.

I got out of the car with him, no longer crying but still feeling scared of what the future would bring.

Alfred brought Theo's luggage to the plane, by which Pablo was standing very professionally. I sent him a small smile and a wave, and he returned my smile and nodded politely.

"So..." Theo stood in front of me, smiling gently, "you're not going to cry, right?"

I giggled and gently nudged him with a shake of my head, "no."

He nodded. Before he could continue, I wrapped my arms around his torso and surprised him a little with a tight hug, my body firmly against his.

Theo's arms wrapped around my shoulders, hugging me back.

"I'll miss you," I told him quietly, hoping he'd hear over the loud noise from the jet's engine.

We'd be texting and calling of course, but he knew I meant I'd miss being with him in person. It would be hard, we were both aware of that.

"Me too," he replied, "text me all the time. I want to know everything you're doing."

I pulled back with a small smile to find his gorgeous eyes, "I will. You text me too, okay?"

"Obviously," he nodded, and my smile widened.

This wasn't the end for us. Everything would be fine.

"Mr Black, it's time to go," Pablo called from the plane, and Theo glanced back quickly.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the time, and I noticed he still had the photo he had taken of me in Russia as his background.

"You haven't changed your lock screen?" I asked with a quiet laugh, "I don't understand how you can have a photo of me there."

He shrugged with a mischievous grin, "I realised I was in love with you when I took this photo. I'm never changing it."

"That's sweet," I told him, "you should go now, or I'll really start crying..."

He laughed and leaned in to kiss me, his hands cupping my jaw gently.

I kissed back, for a moment forgetting everything and letting myself get lost in him.

"Bye, Scarlett. We'll see soon," he pulled back all too soon, slowly taking a step away from me.

"Bye, Theo," I gave him a small smile, "have a safe journey, I love you."

Theo hesitated for a moment, his steps back slowing to a stop. He then stepped up to me again and kissed me, this time much more passionately.

I tugged at the hem of his hoodie, kissing him back with an equal amount of longing.

With one last peck of a kiss onto my tingling lips, Theo turned around and began walking towards the jet. 

I stood by the car with Alfred, watching as Theo greeted Pablo.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and began jogging back towards me.

"I've forgotten to give you something," he spoke, arriving in front of me again. My brows furrowed while I watched him fetch for something from his other pocket.

"Here," he handed me the small satin box, in which was the ring he had proposed to me with, "it's resized. Wear it. I love you so much, Scarlett."

I accepted the box and gave him a smile, unable to reply before he was already jogging back to the jet.

I squeezed the satin casing in my hands as I watched him walk up the stairs into the jet. At the entrance, he turned back and gave me a wave, smiling.

I blew him a kiss and waved back, a small laugh slipping my lips when he pretended to catch my kiss and then proceed to press his hand against his heart.

Pablo followed Theo inside the jet, and I stayed watching until a stewardess closed the door.

"Let's get going, miss," Alfred spoke up once the jet began moving towards the runway.

"Yes, okay..." I breathed out with a nod.

I didn't feel as sad as I had before. I had known this day would be coming, and had spent the best two weeks of my life living with him temporarily.

Once Alfred was driving me back to Theo's place, where Frosty was, I received a text.

From: Theo: We just took off. I wish you were with me. Lots of love xx

To: Theo: Have a nice flight, text me when you land. I've got a shift at the hospital, but I'll text you when I get home x

From: Theo: You're staying at mine, right?

To: Theo: I feel weird being there without you... it's your house... I'll be going back to mine x

From: Theo: Stay at mine, Scarlett. It's fine. I'll trust you won't steal my cappuccino machine, or anything of that sort ;)

I found myself smiling at the reference to the day after the night we had bumped in to each other at the club. If we hadn't properly met then, and just at the hospital, nothing would have ever come of us.

To: Theo: Haha! It's still a tad creepy you have that security camera inside your house... I'll stay at yours soon, I need to go keep my home in order x

From: Theo: Alright xx

Just as I was about to place my phone down, I received another text.

From: Unknown Number: Hi, darling! Hope you're doing well, Theo gave me your number. I was wondering if you'd like to come spend this weekend at mine, have time for just us ladies? Anne.

To: Anne: Hi, Anne! Sounds lovely, I'll check what my schedule at the hospital is once I get home. I'll send you a reply then!