It was a dark and stormy night when he wanted to meet me. No one can know where we are going to be, because we're not supposed to be together. Tonight we would be discussing our forbidden love on the London streets. It is seven minutes till midnight. I came a little earlier than he said for me to. I needed some time to think about how I would say goodbye to him, this time, for good.
Our relationship was pretty good. We had fun together; we laughed and did crazy things. We were so in love, and we didn't have to hide it. He would sing for me ridiculously well, and it was my mistake to say for him to pursue his dreams. He got that dream, but now he's losing me. If only I could go back and tell him to not audition. But who am I to hold him back? Anyways, the past can't be changed now; and anything that decides our fate will happen tonight.
Five minutes left before he shows. I hate the number five. He'll be here soon and what am I suppose to say… I still love you? I could say that, but there's so much more to it. Breaking up with him will be hard, but I'm, tired of all the heartache. I'm, tired of missing him. The only way I can see his eyes is by watching a music video. To hear his voice, five minute secret phone calls in the closet. Having to share your boyfriend with the world is the hardest thing…
I hear footsteps! He's here already! Oh, I'm so nervous; my heart's beating faster and faster. I can't do this to him; I can't do this to me. But we both know we have to.
"Hey Tessa," he takes my hand and kisses it.
"Liam!" I say too excitedly and out of breath. He makes me so nervous. He and I walk over to our favorite tree and start climbing. Once settled, we look up at the stars. I know what he's thinking. I can tell by his red, blood shot eyes that he won't enjoy saying goodbye. I know something he doesn't, though.
"Tessa, I know you're saying goodbye to me. But does it have to be our last?" He takes my hands in his, and looks me in the eyes, desperately searching for the answer no. I can't do this to him. He needs me. But he would find someone else so easily. I can't think strait while he's looking at me. So I say this: "I love you." He doesn't reply but hands me a tiny box.
"A promise ring," he continues "always wear it, and I'll wear mine always. I will always love you. Find me at the spot, the day I come back from tour. We don't have to hide our love anymore." Liam kisses me on the cheek, and we climb down. We embrace each other one more time before we part. The third time I've had to say goodbye to him before a tour, each time backing out of a breakup.
"Just one more tour Tessa"
"Just a few more million, screaming fans Liam."
