A/N: Sooo I guess there's a spoiler for the summer finale on the facebook page but it won't let me watch it, ugh. Anyways, review time like usual haha. Just let me say, you guys are the nicest readers ever and I'm extremely grateful to each and every one of you. Xo-OppasAnjell
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I was obsessing about Jane and I knew it. I also knew I couldn't be with Zoe anymore. We broke up, I heard it was ugly, but I don't remember it. A month after I learned Jane dropped out; I stopped by her old place, hoping to talk to Ben. The house was for sale. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, and I'm surprised I graduated. School had been over for a few weeks and Tommy was grumbling about me moping around the house. So I finally decided to play the one card I had left, I decided to take a trip to Donovan-Decker.
Billy's P.O.V.
"Where's Jane? I need, I need to find Jane!" I shout desperately at the confused looking receptionist.
"Sir, please calm down—" she starts to talk when India walks by, grabs my arm, and marches me to an empty office.
"You," she points at me, "you're Billy!" In that moment I truly thought I was screwed, that I had just messed up everything for Janey but she keeps talking. "What did you do to Jane?"
"Wait—what?" she couldn't know about Zoe, could she?
She crosses her arm over her stomach, "One minute she gives up her JOB to be 'be there for Billy' and the next minute she's leaving to Paris with Grey, all depressed. Not that I care, don't think I care. Because I don't." she finishes lamely.
"She does care, actually. We all are very worried about Jane." Eli announces as he walks in. I can't help but scowl at him as India rolls her eyes.
"Ok ok we allll care about Jane, can we drop it!" she exclaims.
Eli ignores her. "Look Billy, I don't know what happened between you two, but you should try and fix it. I never held a candle to you in her eyes," he said sadly.
"How?" I laugh, "She's in Paris, and I'm broke."
Eli reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a ticket, "I was planning on visiting her on…I want you to go instead."
I took the ticket from him with no hesitation. I give him a slight nod of gratitude before racing out the door. "The flight leaves tomorrow at four!" He calls out to me as I leave.
I finally arrive in Paris the next day in the mid afternoon, my eyes red and blurry from the long flight. At least it had been first class! I hail a taxi and clamber inside; the driver looks at me expectantly. Why did I never learn French? "Uhhh, parlez-parlez vous English?"
The driver rolls his eyes, "Of course I speak English kid, with all you stinking foreigners coming and going all the time."
"Umm, okay. To Donovan-Decker please." He drives there rather quickly and I can't help feeling like I just took part in The Fast and the Furious. I hand him some money, "Merci."
He rolls his eyes and is off.
I swing my duffel bag over my shoulder and push on the glass door, trying to swallow my unease as I walk into the cool, air-conditioned building. The receptionist looks up at me in distaste. Her roaming eyes tell me all I need to know, I don't fit the clientele of this joint. She clears her throat, a clear May I help you? without being rude. I shuffle closer to the desk, trying desperately to hide my discomfort.
"Is, is Jane Quimby here?"
The lady smiles at you, "I'm sorry, she's at the Fashion Shoot." She glances at my duffel bag, "are you a photographer?"
I laugh, "Something like that."
She starts gushing about Jane's collection and how Jane was so beautiful…blah blah blah. I finally get the address from her and dash out of Donovan-Decker's building.
Jane has her own collection? That's amazing! I exit the taxi and enter the photo shoot. I see Jane and my breath is taken away. She's beautiful, and beautiful doesn't even begin to describe how perfect she is. She looks so happy, in her element. Salt stings my eyes, I turn away. Why was I here? I had hurt her, and she was happy now. I couldn't ruin her life, again. I walk out, nowhere to go but home.
Jane's P.O.V.
I'm modeling for my new collection when a nostalgic feeling overcomes me. I wait till the current photo is shot before I turn around. Was it him? Did he finally come? I run after the spiky blond hair; praying, hoping it's him. But by the time I make it past all the people, he's gone. I stare into the emptiness, not sure if the ghost of my past had been merely a figment of my imagination…a desperate last attempt to recreate the past.
Grey came walking up to me, "Jane, are you alright? We need to finish this photo shoot for your collection."
I grip my head, "I need a Tylenol." And a good, healthy dose of reality.
A/N: sorry this chapter wasn't very good…was super distracted. Ugh, AP homework on my mind. I promise to do better on the next chapter.
Xo-OppasAnjell