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1, 2, 3, 4.

It was barely eight o'clock and there was a rap at the door. I heard the floorboards creak as Xavier went to let Jake inside.

I was dressed comfortably, like Jake said. Dark wash straight legged jeans, a T-shirt stolen from Jake's closet, and a pair of ballet flats. I had the upper layer of my hair in a ponytail, with the under layer and bangs hanging down straight. I added some black eyeliner and mascara to the mix, grabbed Jake's jacket, and headed out to the living room.

Jake was standing in the threshold of our kitchen, leaning against the doorjamb. He was dressed very simply. Khaki cargo shorts, grey T-shirt, and running shoes. He didn't wear makeup (of course) and his hair was in its constant straight mess. Any mother in the world would die to take a brush to the mop on his head, but I think it suited him without a comb.

He smiled and held his arms out for me and I glided into my place in his arms.

"Where are we going?" I asked, looking up at him. "You'll see." He gave me a squeeze and let me go, whispering something to Xavier. I headed out the front door and was stopped by a tug on the back of my shirt. "Where do you think you're headed?" I heard Jake chuckle behind me. "Outside…?" I said. "Wrong way." He pulled me out the back door to our backyard. We walked hand in hand until we were out of sight of the house. Jake suddenly stopped and swooped down, grabbing my legs and picking me up bridal-style. "Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey!" I wrapped my arms around Jake's neck to keep from falling.

"I prefer my feet on the ground, thank you very much." I struggled to get down with no prevail. His arms tightened under my knees and behind my back. "Stop wiggling. We'll get there faster like this. Now, close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you to. It's for your own good." I hid my face in his neck and closed my eyes tight, trusting him to know what I didn't want to see. I felt a long rush of wind and shivered inside Jake's jacket. I felt my feet touch the ground and I heard him laugh. "Love, you can let go now." I felt his hands trying to pry apart my hands from his neck. "Mmph!" I grumbled. It only made him laugh harder. I was quite content where I was. "Come on, you can open your eyes now." He said, and I finally let go.

We were in the meadow again, but it was night. The moon was full and beautiful, lighting the flowers and trees in a luminescent sort of way. It was like looking in black and white, but it was so vivid. The dragonflies had been replaced by crickets and there were stars as far as the eye can see.

I was so mesmerized; I nearly tripped over the basket on the ground.

Jake had set up a little picnic area in the center of the meadow. Blankets, food, a radio, even my MP3 speakers from my room. When did he get those?

Any other time in my life, I'd have found this to be the corniest thing ever, but right now, all I could think of was how sweet this all was. I sat in Jake's lap with his arms around me and stared at the sky. We talked about meaningless things and took comfort in each other's company.

"I have something for you." Jake said, pulling a square black velvet box from his pocket. He handed me the box for me to open. It contained a flat silver heart pendant underneath a wooden wolf. [A/N: yeah yeah yeah, shut up.] I couldn't speak. It was beautiful. I pulled the pendant out and saw it was attached to a white gold chain. "Look on the back." He said, turning it over. "Forever" was engraved on the back. Jake took the necklace from me and clasped it onto my neck. I touched the pendant, letting my fingers take in all the detail of the wooden wolf.

"Its so detailed," I said, "Where'd you find it?"

"I made it." He stared at the sky.

It made sense, I guess. It's so accurate. The same color as he was.

"It's amazing." I smiled, feeling the engraving on the back of the heart.

I lay on his chest and we stayed that way for a while, watching the sky as the sun rose above the horizon. The birds started to chirp and my mind started to drift away into the dreamland of sleep.

JPOV

We watched the sun rise; watched the strokes of color as the sky was painted the beautiful oranges and pinks of a new day. I felt Addy fall asleep and decided it was time for her to go home. I picked her and carried her – bridal style – back to her house. I let myself inside and carried her to her bed. After tucking her in, I turned to leave but was stopped by a tug on my shirt.

"Jake... Don't go yet…" She said, staring at me with sleepy eyes. "… Stay with me, please."

Savoring the little time we had together, I climbed in with her and held her in my arms. I watched her sleep for a while, savoring every second, committing her every movement to memory. I spotted the packet of pictures on her desk; they were from prom. Looking through them, I noticed they were all in doubles. I took one copy of every picture with Addy in it and left the rest. A second package was standing upright, leaning against her computer monitor. I grabbed it and flipped through the doubles. They were all pictures of the two of us; from our friendship to now. I pocketed a copy of each, kissed my Addy on the forehead, and left.

Give me more lovin then I've ever had.
Make it all better when I'm feelin sad.
Tell me that I'm special even when I know I'm not.
Make me feel good when I hurt so bad.
Barely gettin mad,
I'm so glad I found you.
I love being around you.
You make it easy,
as easy as 1 2, (1 2 3 4.)
There's only one thing two do three words four you.
I love you.
(I love you)
there's only one way two say those three words
and that's what I'll do.
I love you.
(I love you)
give me more lovin from the very start.
Piece me back together when I fall apart.
Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends.
Make me feel good when I hurt so bad.
Best that I've had.
I'm so glad that I found you.
I love being around you.
You make it easy as easy as 1 2, (1 2 3 4.)
There's only one thing two do three words four you.
I love you.
(I love you)
there's only one way two say those three words
and that's what I'll do.
I love you. I love you
(I love you)

"1 2 3 4" - Plain White T's

A/N: Its not the longest chapter, but hey, it is one.