" Promise me that you'll come right back here." I said. Gwen was going and getting all her things from her and Taylor's apartment. She was moving in with me in Detroit.

" I promise Terrbear." she said giggling. I hated that nickname, but it made her laugh, so I didn't mind it so much.

" Okay. Is he going to be there?" I asked. I hoped he wasn't going to be. I should be going with her.

" No, Ike said that he would keep him away while Zac and I packed everything else up." she said. Our foreheads were resting together.

" I should be going with you." I said.

" Not with that torn ligament in your shoulder you're not. You're going to stay right here Terry Michael Gerin. I'll be just fine." she said sternly. (A/N: I don't know if that is his real middle name, it sounded good so I used it.)

" It doesn't hurt that bad." I said.

" Because you've got enough pain killers and cough syrup running through you that you could get hit by a truck and you wouldn't feel it." she said. She was probably right. We took a cab here and I was taking one back so I wouldn't have to drive. I don't know what I'd do without her sometimes. " I better get going, it is final boarding call already." she said. I could tell that she wasn't all that excited about going back to Tulsa. I wasn't too thrilled myself.

" Yeah." I said reluctantly. We kissed and she slowly walked towards the gate, waving at me and blowing me a kiss as she disappeared down the hallway. There goes my bad feeling again.