Hi! It's me again. For any of you who are loyal followers for any of my stories-or me-THANK YOU! If it wasn't for the amazing support I have gotten from FanFiction, there is no way I would be posting this much. This is a one shot based off of the song "Come Back… Be Here" by Taylor Swift. I encourage you to listen to this song while you are reading this. Might be a little depressing, but I hope you all like it! IN Loren's P.O.V- This is actually a two shot and the next part should be up tomorrow. I have a match at 4 and I don't know how long it will run. I will try to update this and TSSB though tomorrow. Thanks and please leave a review.
Song Recommendation: Come Back… Be Here by Taylor Swift
Part One
I pulled Eddie closer and buried my head into the crook of his neck. I loved that crook. I loved him. I wanted to say something, anything, to keep him from leaving. I knew he needed to go and I also knew he would be back before either of us knew it. Hopefully.
I felt his large hands on my back, his arms wound around my small frame. I could the tremble in his body, it made me sad. His lips were near my ear and it made me shiver. A tingle went through my body and I wanted the moment to last forever. But it wouldn't. He was getting on a plane in less than 10 minutes and wouldn't be back for 6 months. I was about 2 seconds away from crying and I didn't want to ever let him go.
His grip tightened on me for a second before he stood back, silently assessing me with his warm brown eyes. Eddie's hands were around my forearms, mine hung limp at my sides. I didn't know what to do or to say; there was no procedure to follow now. No solid ground to hang onto when the entire world around me is shifting uncontrollably.
"Lo… say something," his eyes pleaded with me to do that, to tell him anything. To tell him to stay. "Please," his voice cracked then, the warm caress of it broken in the sadness of the occasion.
"I love you."
Eddie smiled then. And even though it was only a small tilt at the corners of his beautiful mouth, it was a smile nonetheless. And a smile of Eddie Duran warmed any part in me, even the coldest.
"I love you too Loren, you know that," Eddie pulled me forward until I was flush against him and he buried his face into my hair. I nodded my head slowly and for a moment, I dug my nails into his back. If Eddie winced I didn't catch it, I was too busy trying to hold in my tears. He gently stroked my back and held me close as the first tear fell.
It was only one though. I had no intention of bawling my eyes out in front of him when I could do it when I got to our home. In our bed. While holding his pillow or one of his vintage t shirts. Now was not the time for crying, I told myself. I couldn't make this any harder on him than it already was. I knew Eddie well enough to know how much he cared about me, loved me, and how this was killing him to have to go on tour alone. Without me.
I heard Eddie sniff, then the once again tightening of his arms around my chest. I reveled in the contact of our bodies and even through the t shirt, I could feel his warmth.
"Attention all passengers—the plane for New York is leaving in 10 minutes, please make your way to the check in desk," the intercom buzzed above our heads.
I pulled back from Eddie and he smiled at me before using his thumb to wipe off my tears. I sniffled. Damn. I put my hand over Eddie's where it rested on my cheek and I squeezed, mouthing "Go" because I couldn't trust my voice to not break down on me.
Eddie used his other hand to cup my cheek as well, then he began to lean in. My heart felt like it was in my throat, my pulse quickening the closer he got. He closed his eyes, as did I, before he gently pressed his lips to mine. I somehow managed to contain my sob as I moved my lips softly against his, feeling him. With one hand over his, I moved my right one so it cupped the back of his neck, right at the nape, where his hair curled slightly, and I brought him closer, if possible. I could feel Eddie shudder and then it was over. He stepped back, his lips still damp and delicious, and picked up his duffel bag from where it lay on the floor. Eddie slung it over his shoulder, and from one last look at me, he walked to the plane. Right before he went up the stairs, he turned back, yelling into the wind.
"I love you! I'll be back, I promise," he gave me his signature smirk before continuing, " And if you remember, you made a promise to me as well, and I intend to collect fully." He looked as if he wanted to say something more, but he shook his head and waved before boarding the aircraft.
I waited for it to take off and then the feeling sunk in. I already missed him. I missed his voice, his arms, I missed everything about him. I missed the way he woke me up in the morning, by wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing the back of my neck. I missed how we would sing together up on stage, the passion of our love something the entire world could see. But most of all, I missed him.
I sunk down to my knees and the tears came, flowing freely now that he wasn't here. I needed him to be here. I guess I never thought he would actually leave. I wished he would stop that plane somehow and come running back to me. But no, he's gone. I wrapped my arms around my knees and I felt the swift wind make my hair sway. I was sobbing; deep heart wrenching sobs, ones that made me wish Eddie was here to hold me.
Looking one last time at the sky, I twisted the ring on my left hand and pushed it further onto my finger.
