A/N: Hello! I'll probably upload the last chapter tonight, and that'll be it for this fic! Hope you like it! Also... I also apologize for any emotional trauma that this chapter causes. I feel really guilty about this chapter! imsosososorryaboutthisbutipromiseitgetsbetter. Love ya!

~ Princess

It has been three years since their first meeting, since John turned nineteen, two years since they 'officially' declared their relationship status, one year since Dave stopped wearing the glasses, and six days since their last anniversary. Tomorrow was John's birthday. It also happened to be the day that Dave would make his move. He was nervous, and a little bit nostalgic about the times gone past, but what could he do? This just happened to be then way that things worked out. Dave sincerely hoped that John wouldn't cry; it would make the whole process much, much harder. Rose called Dave as he was getting into bed. After a few minutes of talking, they reached the subject that Rose had truly called for.

"Why did you choose his birthday to do this? That's my question." Dave sighed.

"Because waiting would make it harder and make me feel guilty, and before just seemed too early to be sure. Anyway, I've gotta go."

"Ah, yes. You must be well rested for the emotional rollercoaster ride tomorrow. Goodnight, Dave."

"Night, Rose." The agitated blonde put the phone down, and went to sleep, dreams chaotic with thoughts of tomorrow.

Several times during the first hour of his wakefulness, Dave decided not to go through with it, then that he should just do it over the phone, then composed a long and well-written email, only to delete it. He called John, praying that he could just leave a message; the dark-haired boy picked up.

"Hey, Dave!" Said blonde replied with a shaky voice.

"H-Hey, Egbert. Happy birthday, kid." John giggled, making Dave feel slightly more nervous.

"Thanks, Dave!"

"Hey, John?"

"Yeah," John replied, worry coloring his voice.

"Um... We need to talk. Meet me at La Fleur in ten?"

"Um, sure. See you then," John answered after a pause. Dave could see the furrowed brows, the bitten lip, the worried eyes. Any thoughts pertaining to John only made things worse for his boyfriend. 'And besides, I won't be his boyfriend much longer,' Dave thought.