Hi everyone! Thank you so much for the reviews, alerts and favorites for this story. I love you all so much. I didn't know what to do with this chapter so sorry if you won't like it or if it sucks. There are just too many possibilities and scenarios for this story that I find it hard to choose which one I should do. And I'm sorry if it's late, but I assure you I'll still update even though it's late(for the next chapters).

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"Rob? What are you doing here?" I heard her voice after a few seconds of silence, of us just staring into each other's eyes. It was as if we were asking each other silent questions.

Why?

How did you find me?

Do you still love me?

I love you so much.

"I want to talk to you." I said. My voice was barely a whisper. I honestly don't know what to say. Now that I have seen her, all the plans that I might have had when I was driving a while ago were all gone now.

She thought for a moment. All that while I studied her face again. God, it has been so long since I've seen her. The pictures I kept with me didn't do her justice at all. Her brown hair looks longer than before. Way longer. It was now cascading down to her waist. Her green eyes was still as captivating a before. One thing I noticed was that the spark I used to see in her eyes was no longer there. Her lips look more kissable. I would do anything to be able to kiss her again. Her body has filled in the right places, she's not as skinny as the last time I saw her. She's even more gorgeous now. She's definitely a woman now.

"Please, Kristen." I spoke again. "Just talk to me."

Her eyes met mine again. I saw sadness in them. I know my eyes look the same. Sad. Empty. I knew we both made mistakes, and that's why I'm here. I want to fix everything, start over again. We can never be happy with someone else. We are made for each other.

"Come in." she softly answered. She opened the door wider to let me in. she turned on her heels and walked towards her living room. I looked around her home. There were a few pictures adorning her wall. Some of her family while others are people I don't know. I even saw a picture of a guy hugging her and kissing her forehead. That photo made me feel like someone stabbed me in the heart and twisted the knife a hundred times. Can someone die from a broken heart? I am sure dying here. What if there's someone else? What would I do? Just give up?

Her living room definitely suites her style. It was not to girly but still chic. There's a white couch in the center of the room. Behind it is a wall of glass in which you can see the backyard. There were several decorations but not too much to make the room small or claustrophobic. If she decides to love me again, this will be my home.

She motioned me to sit down on the couch. I did what I was told to and made myself comfortable.

"do you want something to drink?" she asked. I could tell that she's uncomfortable with me being here. This is awkward. Fuck. Why does this have to be like this? I would want nothing more but to hug here, and kiss her, and make love to her.

"No. I'm fine." I answered.

She sat on the armchair to my right, seemingly deciding that it was the perfect distance to be at than sit beside me. She looked at me. She's waiting for me to start.

"So," I said. I don't fucking know what to say, "How's life?"

"Fine so far. My life has been much quieter than before." She answered. "you?"

"I guess I'm fine.", But I would be better if I'm with you, I wanted to add but I am afraid that she might freak out.

"Why are you here Rob?" she asked impatiently.

Alright.

This is it.

"I want you back." I said firmly. I want her to hear it. I want her to know that I am serious.

"What the fuck Rob?" she screeched at me. "Why now?"

"I love you! I'm so sorry about what happened between us. I shouldn't have let you go." I explained. My eyes are brimming with tears. Fuck, I'm going to cry.

"Rob…" she muttered.

"I want you back baby. I did those things before because I was just so hurt."

"And you think I wasn't hurt? Do you think it's that easy? Rob you don't know what I've been through all these years, you weren't there to see me crying over you every night. Now that I've finally accepted that we'll never be together, you just showed up unannounced and tell me these things."

"I'm sorry! I am so sorry. I shouldn't have made you leave. But you have to understand that I just can't believe that you did that to us. I thought that we were strong. I thought that we never have to go through those things. I thought you loved me then you did that. I almost died Kristen when I knew about it" I looked into her eyes. I'm desperately trying to make her see my point.

"You don't know anything." She said through her gritted teeth. "You don't know that I was pressured to do it. I never meant to do that. But he was pressuring me. He was forcing himself on me."

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

He pressured her. He forced himself on her.

I should've listened to her. I should've talked to her. I should've let her explain.

"You don't know how much it hurt me that you, out of all the people I love, was the first one to judge me. You didn't even let me explain. I wanted you to hear me out, but instead, you kept on ignoring me. You made me leave. You left me when I needed you most." She cried. "I hated myself. I hated myself because of what I did to you. I was willing to give up everything for another chance Rob. But you made it clear that it will never happen. It fucking hurts Rob. I'm still hurting because every day I wake up and still think of you. I hate it that I still love you."

She still loves me.

I still love her.

I'll do everything to make it happen again.

I walked over to her. I kneeled in front of her and I took her hand. I felt the spark. It was still the same. She's still the one. I kissed her knuckles and mumbled "I'm sorry. I'm an idiot, I'm a jerk. I'm so stupid. I love you. I still love you. Please…. Let's try again."

"I don't know if I can." She whispered.

"Why? Is there someone else?" I asked, hoping that there was none.

"No. I'll never love someone else as much as I love you." I breathed a sigh of relief. She's all mine.

"Then why?"

"I am afraid. I left because I wanted to be happy. I wanted you to be happy too. I don't want to hurt more. I just want to move on."

"No. I want you. I love you Kristen. Please, let's give this another chance." I begged. I took her face between my hands and made her look into my tearful eyes. I looked intently into hers.

I want her to know that I'm hers. She still holds my heart. I am nothing without her. She's my one and only true love. I'll never find someone I'll love as much as I love her.

She cried more.

"Don't be afraid." I told her. "I love you, you love me. It's more than enough for now. We're going to fix everything."

She remained silent. All I can hear from her were her breaths coming from her mouth. I want to kiss her. I will kiss her.

"I love you." I whispered as I pressed my lips against hers. This is fucking amazing. I felt some kind of electricity flow through my body as my lips touched hers. It was like an awakening for my body, urging my heart to beat again. Our kisses turned heated, we were just enjoying each other at this point, savoring this reunion.

After a minute we broke apart. Our tears both dried. We didn't say anything. We just looked at each other. She lifted her hands and touched my face. I leaned into her hand reveling in her warmth.

She loves me.

I love her so fucking much.

"When are you leaving Milan?" she asked me.

"I have a week." I said. "I want to spend it with you."

She closed her eyes as she thought deeply. She visibly swallowed and sighed. It was as if she's making the hardest decision of her life. She opened her eyes and said the words that would rebuild my life again.

"Stay with me." I've never smiled that big since everything that happen. She made me the happiest man alive right at this moment.

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