(This chapter takes place a few weeks after the last chapter, just so there is no confusion. And it's short. Enjoy! Smileyface)
Chapter Ten
He hesitantly threw his clothes in his suitcase. The sunlight poured into the room from the balcony doors, resting on his distraught face. You just stared at him, your heart breaking. You've grown used to having him around with you, and now that he was leaving, you felt completely lost. His messy hair fell over his eyes as he bent over to pick up his discarded jacket.
Those gorgeous eyes...
He was wearing the same outfit you had met him in. A decent pair of jeans, and a white polo shirt, and his loafers. His black jacket had been tossed on the bed and you now had it around your shoulders. You were a mess compared to the semi-decent Felix. Your hair was all matted and tangled from a rough night's sleep, imprints of the blankets were all over your body, and you was wearing a pair of his boxers and lazy shirts for pajamas. You tried hiding your tear-filled eyes by walking into the bathroom to fetch his laptop. He was only going back to Italy to get his things from Marzia's and he was coming back, but you just didn't want him to leave you. You went your whole life not knowing what love was, and now that you had him, you couldn't imagine life without him. He was your everything.
Your feet softly slapped against the bathroom tiles as you grabbed his laptop. It was hot from Felix using it just hours before. You quickly wipe your eyes so Felix couldn't see you upset and took it to him. He saw past your mask, however, and set the laptop on the bed and pulled you into his arms. You close your eyes and inhale deeply; trying to remember the way he smelled. He cupped your face in his hands and made you look at him.
"Hey. I'm coming back. I know you're worried about me and Marzia putting things back together, but it's not going to happen. She's serious, so i'm serious. You're my girlfriend now, and I promise you it's going to stay that way until you wish me away. I never thought I could love anyone the way I loved Marzia, especially in a few days, but I have. And I love you."
He said, kissing you softly.
Your heart raced and you melted into his lips. You instantly believed him and helped him pack. You took your time, trying to savor whatever time you had with him before he left. Neither of you could get much done due to one of you starting a pillow fight or goofing off. At one point, he had picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder and ran around the hotel room no matter how hard you laughed and demanded for him to let go. He tossed you onto the bed and jumped on you, trapping you underneath him just like he did the second day you met him. That was when it hit you that he was leaving, and he held you as you cried. You knew he wasn't going to get back with Marzia, but over the past few weeks, you've grown dependent on his presence and you certainly didn't want to lose that feeling, or the feeling of being loved.
Of being wanted...
A few hours later, you were in the car with your best friend, her boyfriend, and Felix and headed to the airport. You didn't want to say goodbye to him. You didn't want him to leave. You parked your car and slowly helped him get his things out of the trunk and he took your hand in his. He led you into the building and pulled you into a hug, kissing your cheek before bidding you goodbye. That was when the huge hole in your chest returned, and when you watched the love of your life disappear in the sky.