Bas was lying on my bed watching me as I finished packing up. I zipped up my last bag with a heavy sigh and climb into the bed with him.

"All done?" He asked scooting over to give me some room. I burrowed my face into his collarbone.

"Yeah. I don't wanna go." I wined. He ruffled my hair.

"Let's just stay here then. We'll get a small house and plant flowers and fruits in our big backyard," He leaned up on to an elbow so he could press kisses all over my face, "We'll live off rich food and wine and we'll lay out on our roof every night and look at the stars." I smiled and pulled his face to me for a proper kiss.

"Stop trying to steal my crown as the hopeless romantic in this relationship." I said with a laugh against his lips.

"You bring it out in me. You are such a bad influence." He teased and I tangled our ankles. He was wearing one of my t-shirts and I was wearing his hoodie. It was funny that we had gotten to the clothes sharing part of our relationship so quickly. It was nice. I smelled like him and he smelled like me and we smelled like a couple. In my head I knew that sounded weird but I ignored it as he kissed behind my ear.

"Kurt!" Finn called through the door before opening it and sticking his head through it, "We gotta go. Burt needs us to pack up." I sighed and tried to hide in Bastian's chest.

"We'll be right out, Finn." Bas answered for me. Finn nodded and left. I continued to hide.

"I don't wanna." I pouted.

"Come on, Baby," He sat up and tugged me up with him, "I got you something."

"A present?" I perked up. He laughed and tapped the tip of my nose.

"Yep. You go take your stuff to the car and I'll meet you down there. I have to grab it from my room." I nodded and got up to grab my bag. I stopped to kiss his cheek before scooting out the door.

"Hey, Dad." I greeted as I dropped my bags into the pile.

"Hey yourself, Kiddo," He said in response, "Have a fun trip?"

"Yeah. I don't want to leave."

"And I don't suppose that has anything to do with the Smythe boy you've gotten awfully close to, now does it?" He asked with a smirk. Carole had been rubbing off on him.

"I have no idea what you could be talking about." I answered with a shy smile. He patted my back kindly.

"Speak of the devil, I think someone wants to say goodbye," He nodded over my shoulder and I saw Bas hovering, "I'll let you two talk without the old man watching." He smiled and left to go and see if Carole needed help with the bags.

"Hi." I said turning to Bastian with a smile and held out my hand to him.

"Hey," He responded, coming closer and lacing our fingers, "All packed up?" I nodded.

"Yep," I bit my lip, "Do you have my gift?" He laughed.

"One track mind. Hold out your hands." I did and he placed a necklace in my open palms. It was a chain with distressed metal bauble at the end.

"Oh. It is beautiful."

"It's a locket." He reached out and showed me that the round ball split into two semi-circles. I smiled as I was greeted with a picture of us smiling at the camera looking like goofballs.

"Thank you, Bas. It's lovely." I put it on and he ran his hand over it, brushing over my chest. I didn't care if anyone was watching, it would have to come out eventually, and I leaned forward and kissed him hard. "See you in a few weeks?" He nodded, pressing his forehead to mine. He sniffled.

"Promise you won't vanish? I feel like I just got you." I laughed.

"Stop crying you sap. You aren't going to lose me. We will be the most fabulous couple in New York City. I promise."

Dear Diary,

I'm on a plane home. It's sad. But I have a new boyfriend and a locket around my neck. I also have a lot of amazing memories of this summer.

New York here I come for an amazing year ahead of me.

I'm going to sleep till this plane lands.