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Stay

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Here it comes.

The part that I always dread.

A night of sheer bliss with Zane never led to anything but an empty bed in the morning. I kept my eyes closed despite my awakening and burrowed deeper beneath the comforter in an attempt to hold in all of the warmth and continue to believe that Zane was still in the bed with me.

I couldn't even fool myself.

I threw the covers off of myself in frustration only to see that Zane was, in fact, still in my apartment, though he was gathering his things in the living room so that he could leave.

Before I even realized I had moved, I found myself opposite him in the living room, an old glass coffee table the only physical barrier between us.

“Stay.” I asked, quietly. One word spoken before I even knew I had said it, and suddenly my heart was pounding in my throat, flooding my body with blinding hot panic.

After several seconds of silence, I dropped my head down, eyes stinging as I lost my ability to hold contact with those piercing green orbs.

I heard some movements and he left my, now limited to the floor, field of vision. The sting in my eyes became unbearable and I felt hot, heavy tears begin to slide down my face.

Then, there was a hand on my chin, lifting my face. My line of vision was filled with those enchanting green eyes, now filled with warmth.

“Of course.”

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Stay

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A/n: College is fun!

I'm now (unofficially) an English major.

I'm also (attempting) to write something big and chapter-y again.

As for now, I'm going to go drink another nice cup of coffee and try to write that big, chaptery thing.

Much love.

(review, please)