|Emma|

When I get back from grabbing clothes out of my car, I head back upstairs to take a shower and when I get inside I close the door locking it, before going over to the shower, my hand grabs the knob turning on the water before ripping my clothes off as the water increases in temperature.

So, Carter doesn't remember a thing, that's okay, right? My best friend in the whole world, whom I happen to be in love with doesn't remember us taking a huge step in our friendship or whatever you call it, I can't think straight right now. My head is spinning, some painkillers would really help right about now. And now I will always be haunted by the night we shared together. My heart is breaking even more every time I think about it, why can't he remember? Hot tears start streaming down my face. Is god playing some kind of sick joke on me?

All I want in life is to be able to call him mine.

I finally hop into the shower, feeling the hot water pierce my skin, I slowly start scrubbing my body as I cry with the memories of last night filling my head. If I'm honest, I wish I didn't remember what happened, because him not knowing when I do is killing me. Why did this have to happen to me, on the night before I'm supposed to move across the world, everything is so messed up now, how am I supposed to look at him knowing how his lips felt against mine? I think the only thing I can do right now all I need to do is just pretend like it didn't happen, it's what's best for both of us. I don't want to lose him because of one mistake we made. As much as it hurts, I have to be strong for him.

I turn the water off and get out of the shower drying my body off with a towel, before getting into my comfy airplane clothes. Which only consisted of leggings and a sweatshirt but still I want to be comfortable, it was going to be a long flight to get there. Heading out I grab my phone and keys off the nightstand before heading down the stairs as the smell of bacon filled my nose. Thank you, Carter, I'm starving.

"Hi," I say shyly not making eye contact because if I do I might cry, and I really don't want to in front of him.

"Hey, you're all clean now, finally," Carter asked me smirking.

"Ha ha very funny," I say sarcastically at him rolling my eyes too.

"What did you make," I asked him trying to look over his shoulder it gets a peak.

"Pancakes and bacon you're favorite," Carter says smiling widely at me. I love his smile.

"Sounds amazing, thank you, Carter," I say looking at him smiling before stealing a piece of bacon, and walking around to the island.

"Hey, it's not done yet, but you're welcome," Carter says blushing a little, yelling at me for stealing a piece.

I just smirk at him before laughing.

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At The Airport

"Carter, I'm going to miss you so much, I love you," I say with tears streaming down my face as I hugged him tightly. I really didn't want to cry, but here we are. It's okay if you don't feel the same way I understand, that is what I want to say but I don't.

"Emma, I love you too please call me, facetime me, email me, I don't care I just don't want to lose you, I'm going to miss you so much," Carter said hugging me tighter and kissing my forehead.

"Can't breathe," I say laughing pretending I really can't.

"Good," he whispers. I smile.

They start calling my plane numbers, making me sigh, "I have to go now, but I promise to call as much as I can, and you will never lose me, and this isn't goodbye it's a see you later, Carter Wells," I explain to him still crying but also smiling at him.

He takes a deep breath in "See you later, Emma Sawyer," Carter says putting one final kiss on my temple.

I smiled to myself maybe one day my love, but until then, see you later.

"How lucky I am to have someone that makes saying goodbye so hard."

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