"I can't." I replied after a few moments of dead silence. Sebastian let out a sigh and it took all my strength not to turn around and look at him. I didn't want to see the disappointment in his face. He was offering me the chance to get away from everything, a chance to hang out with him more and I was rejecting it. Again.
"I understand." Sebastian whispered. "Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow at Dad's dinner."
My stomach dropped. I didn't want to go the whole day without seeing him and the fact I was thinking like that scared the shit out of me. Once upon a time Sebastian had been my whole world, and it seemed like after a few days the same thing was happening, except now we were both adults. The lines seemed blurred and it was something I couldn't comprehend right now. Going with him to New York was asking for trouble.
"See you tomorrow." I whispered back.
I took a step inside and closed my eyes. Everything inside of me scream to turn around and take it back. To say yes and get out of this town for even just a few days. It had been years since I'd felt like the me I'd once been, and a few days with Sebastian around I'd seen glimpses of myself.
Too much time had passed now and I had to accept the fact that I wasn't the person I had once been. I turned to close the door, expecting Sebastian to be gone, but he still stood there. Our eyes locked and I was paralyzed on the spot.
In my head the final chapter of my book played through my mind, it was yet unwritten, but this moment was inspiring me. I closed my eyes to break the contact, only for my imagination to take hold. In my mind the hero stepped forward, engulfing me into his arms. I felt safe... His lips grazed mine, leaving me breathless.
"In the End." he whispered. "We were always meant to be."
I opened my eyes and returned to reality. Seb still stood there, with a perplexed look on his face.
"I'm really tired." I murmured. "I might sleep the day away."
"I know you are." Sebastian replied softly.
I finally closed the door and let out a stilted breath. My heart thumped hard against my chest, leaving me feeling lightheaded. I locked the door and stumbled through the house and up the stairs. Finally I slumped into my computer chair and used all the pent up emotion to write the final chapter. It was close to 6pm when I finally finished. I saved my progress and stood up, only to find that the pent up emotion was still coursing through me.
I fell into my bed and tried to fall asleep but it was impossible. The dimming evening light wasn't even enough to relax me. I sat up and stared at the balcony doors.
I needed the break and right now, whether I wanted to admit it or not I needed Seb too. I walked to the doors and opened them, only to find Seb's closed. I smiled, remembering the other morning when he'd thrown stones at my door. I bent down and gathered a few before standing back up. I'd never done the stone throwing thing, that was all Seb. Back then if I had needed him, I'd climbed the trellis and if his doors were closed I'd knock on them till he opened up. The first stone didn't even reach the door, so I threw another and it bounced gently off the glass. I threw another, and another, until finally the curtain moved and light flooded outside.
Sebastian opened the door and stepped outside. "Pretty sure you just stole my calling card Evans."
"What of it." I grinned back at him.
"Well, I might just have to climb your walls and beat down your door."
"I dare you." I laughed. "I don't have a trellis."
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In The EndRomance
At fifteen, the worst thing ever to happen to Emelia Evans' was her best friend Sebastian leaving for college. After a surprising kiss that was never discussed their friendship suffered and they lost touch. Fast forward five years and Emelia has los...