I have no excuses other than I suck, my muse kinda sucks, and we've had a squeeworthy few weeks, so the muse has been elsewhere. Huge thanks to Megs for the ideas this chapter. Twinkeyrocks because i absolutely adore her, and my Makristina, for my banner fix, and now, fic fix. Thankyou for my wonderful banner on DLC, hun!
Caution : Few of the F words here and there. Damn New Yorkers. ;)
"This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life the one we all dream of,
But the dreams just aren't enough, so I'll be waiting for the real thing.
I'll know it by the feeling, the moment when we're meeting.
Will play out like a scene, straight off the silver screen,
So I'll be holding my breath, right up until the end,
Until that moment that when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with.
Cause nobody wants to be the last one there,
Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands,
There's gotta be someone for me like that.
Cause nobody wants to do it on their own,
And everyone wants to feel that they're not alone.
There's someone that feels the same somewhere,
There's gotta be somebody for me out there.
~ Gotta Be Somebody – Nickelback"
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"Well, alright… When you gonna be back?"
She shrugged, "Honestly Danny, I don't know. I have to deal with some things back home."
"You said that last time, don't shut me out. You promised you wouldn't shut me out, Lindsay. You promised,"
"And I'm not," she defended, "Right now, I honestly need to be by myself."
He threw his hands up in frustration, "See, there we go again, Lindsay. Stop it! Stop dealing with shit from back home on your own."
"This has nothing to do with you," she told him, "This is me, not you. Not us. Me."
"No way," he said grabbing her arm and pulling her back before she could walk away, "Last time, it had nothing to do with me, this time, sorry babe. It's got everything to do with me. I love you, a'ight; I love you. I'm not letting you go through this alone again."
"You don't have a choice, Danny. I have to… Look, I'll be back."
He shook his head, "I can't believe you're doing this again. We promised we wouldn't shut each other out, Montana,"
"I didn't see this happening though,"
"What is happening," he yelled, "what's going on this time?"
"Stuff," she told him as she threw a sweater into her duffel bag, "Just stuff,"
"Stuff that makes you drop everything, request leave, and fly off. I am your boyfriend, Lindsay. I deserve to know."
She held her hands up, "Look, I don't need this, okay. Just lay off. I'm going. Okay. I am. Don't push me Danny, okay? Just… just… don't."
Danny bit his lip and sighed, "I just want to help, Lindsay. That's all I want. I don't want to make anything harder, let me be there."
"You know I love you, Danny. But right now, I just can't."
"Knock the secretive shit off, Montana. Just knock it off. Why cant you just lean on me, let me help you through this. I care Lindsay; I care a lot. Don't you see that?"
"I see it!" she yelled, tears streaming down her face, "I see it, alright. It's just, I cant."
"Can't or won't?"
"Can't," she sobbed, "I want to…"
"Well then tell me," Danny cajoled, "Tell me baby,"
"I don't want you to…" she took a deep breath and wiped her eyes, "No,"
"No what?"
"No." she shook her head, "Just no."
"For fucks sake Lindsay," Danny yelled as he chucked the duffel bag on the floor, "What the hell is your problem. What's so hard about this?"
"Don't fucking curse at me!" She yelled, "I'm not telling you for a reason!"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She stood there, in her mad rage, her hands placed on her hips and glared at him,
"Don't fucking look at me like that," Danny warned her, "Don't."
Her eyes narrowed "Don't what?!"
"You know what," Danny said as he kicked the duffel bag across the room, "fuck it, and fuck you. I'm done,"
"Good, get the fuck out of my apartment!!" Lindsay bellowed, "Get out Danny. Just get out."
"I'm going!!" he yelled as he slammed the bedroom door shut.
She collapsed on the bed, tears streaming down her face, her voice barely audible, she whispered "I did it for you,"
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He shook himself in attempts of ridding himself of the nightmare that was their last meeting.
That was a month and half ago. And every second since then, he felt his heart break that little bit more, knowing that that's where they had left it, apart from a few phone calls here and there. Either way they were on rocky territory again.
They were going round in circles.
He was stubborn. That much he was sure of. They were stubborn. But hell, they loved each other with all they had to give.
Which was why, he was stood, with a bouquet of daisies, staring at the arrivals screen waiting for her plane to show up on the schedule.
He pulled his phone out, checked the flight details Flack had sent him in a text, and sighed.
Any minute now.
He turned round, and walked towards the meeting point by the exit to Newark Airport.
He pulled his phone out once more, and dialled a familiar number, while holding it to his ear, willing for the person on the other end to pick up.
"Danny?"
"Hey," he whispered at the sound of her voice, "How are you?"
"I'm good, I literally just got off the plane in New York."
"Really?" Danny asked down the phone, trying to sound surprised, "I didn't realise you were coming home,"
"I was gonna call you," she told him, "I wanted to surprise you. I missed you," she whispered down the phone, "Can I… when I'm done, could I… Can I come round?"
"I'm out now right now, Montana. I won't be back home for a while,"
She sniffed noisly, "Sure, I just thought…"
"I could swing by when I'm done,"
"I'd like that," she smiled down the phone,
"Where are you?"
"Grabbing my luggage," Lindsay told him, "Danny, I'm really sorry."
"I know, I'm sorry aswell. We did exactly what we said we wouldn't do."
"Do you…"
"I understand why you didn't tell me, Linds. But baby, I've dealt with what happened to Ruben. I would have gone with you. James meant a lot to me aswell, I know he was your nephew, but I loved the kid, it was tragic that accident Linds. And honestly, I just wish you had told me, I would have been there for you."
"I needed to be by myself. But I really could do with having someone to lean on right now."
"You have that someone. Let me make this better, Lindsay."
He heard her take a deep breath, "it was really hard, the funeral you know…"
"I can imagine," Danny told her, "I just wish you had let me be there."
"You have to understand where I was coming from, no?"
"I do," Danny assured her, "I just wish you didn't feel that way."
"I – I-"
"I'm not saying it's you Montana, it's me. Where abouts are you?"
"Coming out into the arrivals lounge."
He smiled and shifted in his position and took a deep breath, "Lindsay, I love you baby."
"I love you too, Danny." She smiled,
He bit his lip as his heart raced increased, "Montana?"
"Yeah Danny,"
"I'll know it by the feeling, the moment when we're meeting. Will play out like a scene, straight off the silver screen,"
"What?" She laughed,
"Lyrics from a Nickelback song," he told her, "Never mind, just know I love you Lindsay. I love you with everything I have, alright and I just want to make sure that you…"
He saw her small frame through the frosted glass doors, and his heart felt like it was leaping out of his chest.
"Danny?"
"I just wanted to make sure you knew I loved you."
"I do," she smiled down the phone as she nudged the heavy glass door open with the shoulder, as she pulled her suitcase behind her.
Look up, Danny willed her silently, look up at me baby.
"I'm gonna go, Danny. I have to grab a cab… and…"
Look up, he mouthed at her while she was looking down at the floor, look at me baby.
"And I…"
"Lindsay look up,"
"What?"
"Look up at me,"
He watched her stop dead in her tracks, and slowly glanced straight ahead of her.
A smile spread across his face as he snapped his cellphone shut in mid air and dropped it in his pocket.
Tears filled her already widened eyes as she dropped her phone, tossed the duffel bag that had been meticulously placed on her shoulder on the floor, and let go of her suitcase.
She shook her head as a tear fell down her face as her pace quickened as she raced towards him. He strode towards her, and caught her as she flew into his arms, and wrapped her tiny body around his strong frame.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, she gripped on tight to his neck, burying her head in the crook of his shoulder, letting her tears and emotions flow freely.
"Let it out, baby," he soothed as he rocked her from side to side, as he smoothed her curls down, "I'm here, I got you Montana, I'm not gonna let you go."
"Don't let me go, Danny."
"Never, Montana."
"I don't want to be on my own anymore, Danny."
"When I've been around, Linds. You've never been alone. I'm always here. I've always cared, and I've always loved you."
She sniffed noisly, "Don't let me screw this up, again. You're the one I want my forever with,"
"We're not going to screw anything up, Linds. We've got this far, there's nothing that could screw us up, Montana."
"Something's gonna go wrong,"
"We'll tackle that bump when we get to it."
"Why is the drama always about us?" She questioned him, tears falling lightly onto his shoulder,
"There'll be a time when it isn't, baby. Trust me."
"When?" she asked him, "When will that be? Because I can't take much more."
"Honestly, baby… I don't know, but I promise you, here on in, it's you and me. Cause you know what, Linds?"
"What?"
"I found the one that people dream of finding. The one that they love with every inch of their soul. The one that they would walk through hell and high water for. And the one that my forever is with. And baby, that's you. So yeah, it might feel right and something's gonna go wrong, but I'll be damned if I'm letting you go one more time. Third time lucky now, Lindsay."
She nodded against his chest "I need to get my things,"
He set her down carefully, took her hand, and walked a few metres to pick her stuff up. He first picked the cell phone up, and slipped it into his pocket. He then grabbed her duffel bag, and slung it over his shoulder effortlessly, and then, grabbed her suitcase, and wheeled it behind them, "let me carry your baggage Linds,"
She giggled as she rid the tears from her face, "That is the most cheesiest, sappiest, cringeworthyist metaphor I've ever heard,"
"It might be cheesy, cringeworthy and sappy, but, Lindsay, it's damn true."
A smile curled her lips, as her eyes fluttered, "I've fallen way too hard for you, Danny."
"At least I'll always be there to catch you," he smiled.
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