Author's Note: Hey guys! I actually had a good day today, so I decided to update! SORRY TO KEEP YOU GUYS WAITING I HATE DOING THIS TO YOU ALL, I¨M HORRIBLE TO MY READERS I APOLOGIZE! Anyway, enjoy! SORRY IT's SHORT! I'm HORRIBLE!

Three Months Later

(Jordi's POV)

I laid with her in my arms, intertwined with each other. I kissed the top of her forehead wiping the hair out of her face. She looked so much younger like this, more vulnerable. Only when she spoke did you realize how wise she was, and especially how strong she was. I laid a little while longer, letting my hands run up and down her arm. She cuddled into me making my heart race. I wanted to be here for her forever, but I hadn't told her everything. Ever since her and her mom were again on speaking terms, I didn't want to ruin it with my news. She was so happy to finally have a family. She was beaming after we returned home yesterday from her old house where she got to see all her siblings and grandparents and mom.

''I'm going to leave to Mexico Livia.'' I whispered into her hair.

My grandmother had moved to Mexico after a couple weeks after I had moved out. She wanted to be home, and I was holding her back. She at least deserved that. Plus she wanted to remember her daughter as much as she could. It was time for me to visit for a little bit, but Livia had no idea. She was there when my grandma had left, a teary goodbye. I think she's afraid I'm going to leave her for Mexico, so it's easier to hide it from her.

I moved slightly, placing her head down onto the couch carefully. I watched her for a minute making sure she was still asleep. I moved quietly and quickly throughout the house, grabbing everything I would need for today. I managed to change really fast and grab a bite to eat before I grabbed the small gift and my keys, ready to drive.

''Te amo mas de lo que sabes.'' I whispered

I was out the door in no time turning on the engine of the car rushing to my first problem I needed to solve before I left. I drove down the familiar roads to the spot. It was a short drive thankfully, and I stepped out of the car feeling nervous all at the same time. I made my way up the steps warily, knocking on the door three times. I could hear the hinges squeak as they opened and I was greeted by the sight of Livia's grandfather.

''Jordi? Is there something wrong?'' He asked carefully.

''No, I just wanted to talk with you.'' I stated.

He moved gingerly, allowing me to pass through. Once I did we shook hands giving each other a brief hug. I could hear Livia's grandma shouting something to her husband before she came rushing in.

''Jordi how lovely.'' She cooed, rushing over to hug me.

''Nice to see you Mrs. Parker.''

She slapped my arm playfully before giving me a stern look.

''For the last time Jordi, my name is Cathy, call me Cathy.''

''Okay, Mrs- I mean Cathy.'' I blabbered.

She smiled before she looked between her husband and I, a nervous energy around us. I heard Livia's mom come stomping down the stairs to see all the commotion. Her eyes widened as she saw me rushing over to me.

''Is Livia okay?'' She asked immediately.

''Yes, she's fine Abby.''

''Oh good.'' Her whole body relaxed.

''So, um, can we sit?'' I asked nervously.

We all moved to the living room, sitting across from each other. They stared at me with anticipating eyes. Especially Abby.

''Well, you guys both know how much I love Livia.'' I stammered, rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

''Of course I can see it.'' Abby bellowed.

''Yes...'' Cathy trailed off.

''Well, I have to leave for Mexico soon for a few months.'' I announced.

Cathy gasped and Mr. Parker was giving me a stern look. Abby stared down at her hands, picking at her nails. A nervous habit.

''I don't want Livia thinking I'm leaving forever, because I know she will.'' I informed.

''Yep, Livia she's use to... um...'' Cathy gave Abby a sideways glance. ''um... people leaving her. It scares her.''

''I'm not leaving her. Ever. We have a connection that I can't shake. I truly love her.'' I admitted, looking them all in the eye.

Abby closed her eyes letting her head fall back.

''Livia loves you too. More than herself.'' She muttered.

''So, what are you trying to say Jordi?'' Mr. Parker asked.

I grasped both my hands together tight. I closed my eyes for a second. Was I ready for this? The memory of Livia's face when I first saw her flashed in my face. Her sweet features and smile made me want to know her. To hold her. To love her. Another memory of her running, throwing her head back laughing flashed in my mind. Her soft lips parting to let commands pass through. She was so happy. I knew then I couldn't leave that.

''I want to marry her. I wanted to ask you for her hand in marriage.''

Abby stood up rushing over to me, standing directly in front of me. Looking up at her I saw the same features in Abby as I did Livia. She ushered me up, and then pulled me into her tightly.

''You're perfect for her. I couldn't ask for anyone else.'' She mumbled.

''Thank you.''

''We give you our blessings.'' Cathy spoke up for both her and her husband.

Tears threatened to spill over thinking of Livia as my wife. I smiled at them walking over to shake both their hands.

''Thank you, I promise to love her forever.''

''We know.'' Mr. Parker reassured.

I stayed for a little bit talking about how I should propose. Livia still needed to say yes after all. We came up with a plan, and I headed back on home with a huge smile on my face that couldn't quite disappear.

(Livia's POV)

I woke up to look at the clock again. When I had woken up this morning Jordi was gone. I waited and it's been two hours since then. I knew I was being ridiculous but I was scared. Anxiety kicks in when you least want it to.

''He's just probably out doing something with Leo.'' I muttered to myself, pacing around the living room.

''Or maybe I was out getting work done.''

I spun around to see Jordi standing in the doorway, closing the door behind him with his foot.

''Jordi!'' I complained.

I walked over melting into him. He took in a long breath wanting to suffocate in his scent. Old Spice, I was a sucker for it and Jordi knew it too. His hands traced small designs into my back making me smile to myself.

''We should talk.'' He whispered, planting a kiss on my neck quickly.

I looked up at him worried. Jordi never took this kind of tone, which scared me. I grabbed his hand sitting us both down onto the couch facing each other. I sat holding both his hands waiting.

''I'm going back to Mexico in two days for five months.'' He blurted out.

My heart clenched in my chest. He was leaving me. I knew it. He had family down there and I was the only reason he was still up here.

''I-I don't know what to say.'' I stammered.

I let go of his hands, instead, clutching my stomach. I looked down at the material of the couch

''Livia.'' He slurred, tipping my head up at him.

''You're leaving.'' I whimpered.

''No, I'm not leaving.'' He whispered.

He tried to kiss me, but I turned my head, forcing him to kiss my cheek. He leaned back startled. I let myself cry silent sobs in front of him.

''I love you Jordi, and no matter how much I want you here I won't force you to.'' I cried softly.

''Livia, my home is still with you. I'm going to visit, my grandma needs some help.'' He explained.

I cried louder this time, violent cries racking my body. Jordi tried to grab at me because he knew very well what was coming. A panic attack. I got these often, but they had faded when Jordi was around. It was pathetic.

''Don't Jordi.'' I muttered, pushing myself farther away from him.

I stood, but that was a mistake. My world started to spin as black dots faded my vision. My breath hitched in my throat and I had to force out each breath. I felt like I was drowning, and no matter how much I tried to tell myself I was safe, my body wouldn't stop. I could go on like this for hours, terror taking me over completely. Jordi rushed to the kitchen grabbing my medication for anxiety attacks. He forced the pill down my throat and clutched me to his body as I screamed. I was little again, trying to make my dad stay. I was watching him die again. I was in the hospital. I was alone until... I started to calm down the medicine kicking in finally. I was alone until the Red Band Society took me in. I let myself be held, and rocked as Jordi swayed us.

''I'm not leaving you.'' He whispered.

I closed my eyes tight listening to his familiar heart beat. It soothed me at times like these.

''I'm yours.'' He repeated kissing me anywhere his lips could reach.

Jordi pulled us over to the couch laying down bringing me into him. We faced each other as he stared down at me. He ran his hand through my hair and then placed both his hands around me.

''Livia I love you.'' He promised.

''I know.'' I squeaked.

''I wouldn't leave you.''

''Sometime the people we love leave.'' I reluctantly said thinking of my mom and dad.

He stroked my cheek so lovingly as if I was a porcelain doll. He grazed his lips over mine, before meeting me all the way. He kiss me slow, passionately, and tenderly. Jordi had a way of expressing more emotion with me with his kisses than with his words.

''I love you more than you know.'' He whispered against my lips.

''Don't leave me.'' I begged, clinging to him.

''Never. Know that.'' He pleaded.

I pulled away gingerly staring up at those same eyes that have saved me from so much. I wasn't my own hero, he was, and it scared me. Will he love me forever? Will we stay together? What happens to me after he leaves me? What do I do? We had a connection that was unbreakable, but what would happen if we were to break apart?

''When do you leave?''

''Sunday.''

I nodded slowly. Two more days until he was leaving for five months. I would be alone for five months and it terrified me. Lonely nights would be spent and I would be lost in my own thoughts.

''Two more nights together hmm?'' I joked teasingly, raising an eyebrow.

''There's my girl.''

We laid together silent just looking at each other, studying the others face. Every little line and feature that no one else would notice.

''Jordi.'' I said breaking the silence.

''Hm?'' He said groggily.

''I'm going to be alone in an empty bed for five months.'' I said, trying to make it sound real.

''Me too. But I have an idea.'''

I looked at him, wide eyed in wonder. An idea? Would he stay?!

''What's that?'' I questioned lightly.

He quickly moved above me, hovering over me with a playful smirk on his face.

''We make every minute together count.'' He whispered seductively.

I laughed out loud at his seriousness.

''I knew there was a reason I loved you so much.'' I teased, pulling him down into me.