The next morning the pair shuffled around Thorne's room, gathering all of his carry-on items and putting them in his backpack. Everything else has already been packed away into his suitcases. His parents were going to mail the few boxes he was so bringing with him on the long journey to New York.

The night before after Cress had confessed her love, they went back to Thorne's house to hang out before the impending goodbye they would have to give the following morning.

They walked in, yawning and awkward composing themselves and fixing their clothes, as they had just spent twenty minutes in the back of Thorne's car, kissing, and kissing some more.

Cress could not believe she had gone from being hopelessly in love with her best friend for years and finally telling him how she felt and getting just the reaction she wanted! He said he was in love with her too!

Well, he said might. But she was going to take that as a yes and enjoy the last night she would get to spend with him until Thanksgiving break.

When they finally made it into Thorne's room, Cress plopped down onto the comforter, yawning with a smile on her face. Thorne took a seat next to her, smiling back.

"What an unforgettable night," he said, untying his tie and draping it over Cress' face. Cress giggled and wore the tie as a scarf.

"I agree. Now, let's get some sleep, lover boy!" said Cress, grabbing a pillow and hitting him with it as she rolled out of the bed. Thorne laughed and stood, stepping over to the closet to hang up his gown. Cress got to her feet and padded to the bathroom to change, locking the door behind her.

This was unbelievable. She was spending the night with Thorne as they had been doing for years and years, but this night was unlike the others. She had experienced not only her first kiss with Thorne, but her second and third and twentieth! This was amazing!

She slid her dress off and put on one of Thorne's t-shirts as she had always done when she stayed over at his house, She then took her spare toothbrush she always left at his house, brushing her teeth as she looked in the mirror, unable to stop smiling. This night was going to replay in her mind for weeks to come.

After finishing cleaning up and getting ready for bed (a bun on the top of her head and two makeup wipes later), she stepped out of the bathroom.

And gasped.

Thorne lay on his bed, shirtless, wearing only a black pair of basketball shorts and holding a bottle of wine. He was practically beaming as he winked at her.

"Time to celebrate!"

Cress laughed and climbed into the bed with him, unable to stop the laughter.

"You are absolutely ridiculous," she said, but smiling still. Her cheeks were hurting from all the smiling she had been doing on this night.

"Oh, come on! What's a celebration without a couple of drinks?" Throne wiggled his eyebrows, sitting up. He moved his lips close to her ear.

"By the way, you look so sexy," he said, and kissed her cheek. Cress blushed and pushed him away playfully.

"You know I don't drink, Thorne." She had only ever drank twice, at a few parties Thorne had dragged her to. She hated the alcohol she drank, hated the people there, hated the throwing up afterward, and chose not to do it.

"Tonight's a night of celebration though! For me and you, too. Let's have some fun!" He grinned again, now giving her puppy dog eyes. Cress rolled hers, then grabbed the bottle, taking a swig.

"Only for you."

"This is going to be fun," Thorne grinned.

The next morning, Cress woke up with a small headache and the worst case of morning breath she ever remembered having. Her head lay on Thorne's bare chest, some drool on her chin. She quickly reached down to wipe the drool away with Thorne's t-shirt she was wearing.

Only, she wasn't wearing his t-shirt.

Or any shirt, for that matter.

Cress panicked for just a moment as she recalled the night before. There had been mention of wine, and she had began drinking it, as did Thorne. They started watching Tangled as they frequently did, and then Thorne had...kissed her again. And again, and again…And he took off her t-shirt, and she climbed into his lap, and it continued to escalate...

But she remembered it all. It was no drunken mistake or impulsive decision. They had barely even drank a quarter of the bottle, as they didn't want Thorne to wake up with a hangover the morning of his flight, and Cress hated being drunk. Tipsy was another story; so they had their fun.

Oh my god, Cress thought. Not only had she just had her first kiss the night before, but her actual first…

Thorne continued to sleep as Cress' mind whizzed and raced in the bed beside him. She eventually gave it a rest and got up to get ready for the day, and maybe make Thorne some breakfast before his departure.

An hour later, Cress stood in the kitchen with Thorne's parents, helping make a farewell breakfast.

"I'm going to miss that pain in the ass," his mother said, laughing. "Insulting him is the only thing I can do to not cry,"

Cress laughed and hugged her, then returned to flipping pancakes on the griddle.

"I'm sure it won't be bad having him gone, it will just take some getting used to. He's something else." His parents both laughed. Cress had already showered and gotten ready for the day, wearing a flowy black skirt and cute white tank top. A few minutes later, Thorne emerged in the kitchen, freshly showered and yawning in his sweatpants and v-neck.

"Hello hello, ma famile," he smiled, kissing his mother on the cheek, and patting his father on the shoulder. "Ready to ship me off?"

His mother coughed and looked away, clearly smiling through the tears. "We're so proud of you, Carswell." His father smiled at him as well, hugging him and rubbing his head.

"You're going to do amazing, son."

Thorne exclaimed. "Dad! My hair!"

Everyone laughed and began setting the table for breakfast, which was eaten rather quickly because they were running behind on getting to the airport. Cress sat and ate her food, her mind stuck on the night before, still very much in shock that it had happened at all. Thorne seemed entirely unfazed though, casually chatting and laughing with his parents. Cress and Thorne then gathered all of his luggage in his room, not talking very much. His parents had work soon and decided that letting Cress drop him off at the airport would be the best option, as Cress had agreed to do days before. After all the packing up, they said their tear-filled goodbyes to their golden son.

The airport was only a twenty minute drive, so the duo sang to some of their favorite songs together the entire way there. Once in the parking garage, Cress helped Thorne get his bags and walked with him through the airport to security, where they were going to have to depart. For real this time.

Thorne finally stopped walking, and turned to look at Cress, who was beginning to feel the reality of this set in. Her lip was beginning to trembled as she stared at the floor, trying not to let Thorne see her like this as he always did. She wanted to be strong for once.

"Hey, Cress," he said, tilting her head back up towards him with his thumb. "It's gonna be okay."

And she lost it.

She dropped his bags and practically tackled him into a hug, sobbing into his shirt. "I don't want you to leave me."

Thorne rubbed her back, kissing her forehead. "Don't do this, Cress. It's going to be alright. I'll call you every night, I promise."

Cress held onto him for a long time, trying to memorize this feeling, this warmth, his warmth. The thought of him across the country, leaving her alone, was making her chest ache. She could hear Thorne's heart starting to thump louder, his voice straining as he tried to make himself seem strong as well. Cress looked back up at him.

"I love you, Captain," she said, tears continuing to roll down her cheeks. "You're always going to be my best friend."

"Of course, Cress. You're my cadet." He smiled, wiping the tears from her eyes. He then closed his eyes and leaned in, placing a soft kiss onto her lips.

"I'll call you when I land, okay?"

Cress nodded, sniffling and then grabbing him one last time, for one last hug.

"Until next time," she said, composing herself.

"Au revoir," Thorne smiled, and began to walk away. He waved as he reached security, signaling that it was okay for Cress to leave.

And, she did. The tears didn't stop for hours, but she made it back to her bed, and spent the rest of the day missing her best friend and their wonderful, amazing, last night together.

A/N: LONG TIME NO SEE! I missed writing these two, as they are my absolute favorite couple of all time possibly :) Hope you guys enjoyed! Let me know if you want more updates or any new story ideas as I am in a major writing mood right now :) ALSO im working on the next chapter already, but I won't post it until there's been at least TWO new reviews! So let me hear your thoughts lovelies 3