Yes, an update. *Gasp* and update?! I have finnaly finished this chapter and my exams, yay me! Thanks for being so patient and I hope this chapter is worth the wait, I definitely loved writing it.

Lovers

FPOV

Stupid, stupid, stupid. I should have asked him where she would be. How was I meant to find Annie in this place? She could be anywhere! Every door I looked behind, every corner I turned was a disappointment due to it's lack of the one girl I wanted to find. Fate sucks. You finally pluck up the courage to talk to the one girl you can't be around but can't escape and she's gone. Vanished from your grasp into the shadows of the grey building you were forced into by your old friend's ex.

"Annie," I called out, knowing just how futile my efforts were. Nothingness filled the air around me, no noise other than the faint footsteps in the distance of the people who were blissfully unaware of my pain and the faint sobs. Wait; sobs. Carefully, the cogs in my brain clicked into place, flashing their final message across my brain. Annie. It was hard to stop myself from sprinting to the source of the noise, but when I did the thought that was subconscious became fully conscious, and just as suddenly as it had disappeared from my thoughts. What if she didn't want to see me? What if I really was a monster to her? When I looked down at my hand hovering over the door knob, I half expected claws to protrude from it and claw my face off. Before I could meet my fate, the door swung open, the small gust of wind that aided it pushing me backwards slightly.

"I know it's you Finn," a small voice murmured from the dark room. Her voice was thick with sobs that must be making it hard to breathe, especially given the stuffy air of this room.

"Annie I'm- " I began, fear suddenly paralysing me from moving into the room.

"Don't you dare say you're sorry," she ordered. Her strong words, contrasted by the sobs that merged her words, and despite the darkness, allowed me to see the tears rolling down her face. Sorry was the only word I could think to say, though. For what, I don't know. I thought I should be sorry for not telling her, but I wasn't. I thought I should be sorry for falling in love with her, but I wasn't. In fact, all I was sorry for is what I knew I would do. An action that broke my heart. They always say your future is in your hands, but it doesn't seem like that when there is clock on the person you care about's forehead. Especially when you're the one who put it there.

"Annie you have to understand-" I began again.

"Finn, I do. Please don't think I don't," she stopped me again. How could she possibly understand? She had never seen someone she loved die in front of her eyes. My breath quickened as I heard her feet hitting the floor as she pulled herself up. Emerging from the darkness, tears dripping carefully down her face. Pain shot through my body when I saw her like this. The idea that I had caused this cut into me like knives. We stood staring at each other for a while, allowing our eyes to become accustomed to each other again.

It only took me to drop my head to the floor for her to close the distance between us and release her body onto my chest. Every survival instinct I had shut down with this. My brain was shocked into a catatonic state. While my brain didn't know how to react, my body did, and I soon found my arms wrapping around her tiny form, pulling her tighter to me. Her tiny hand began to make a small fist with my shirt, keeping me just as tightly to her as I was keeping her to me.

"This is all eff-ed up," I sighed while my chin rested on her mass of mahogany hair. Despite the subtlety of her nod, I felt it against my shirt. It was in that moment that I finally saw everything for what it was. An eff-ed up mess. A tangle of string that made my head hurt trying to figure out an alternative end to. Nothing I could picture didn't end the same way, though. They all resulted in Annie's lifeless body, my hands stained with her blood. But despite this finality to our relationship the feeling that I should tear myself away from her and never see her again, I simply couldn't leave the woman I currently held in my arms. I loved her, and no amount of distance would take that away from me.

APOV

Why? Why did this all have to happen? Did fate just hate me so much that it wanted to take away every bit of happiness from me in one clean sweep? It was just like a bored child, setting up it's long fallen pins, only to knock them down again in one clean streak and leave them littering the floor. Especially now. Just as I had found love and a group of people who actually cared about me. A place I belonged. My mother, for Christ's sake! Now it was going to be ripped away from me in a timeline only extended by me separating myself from the man who had his arms tenderly wrapped around me.

"I'm going to save you Annie," he mumbled, his anger still residing in his voice.

"You can't, Finn," I mumbled back.

"Yes I can. I can leave. You will be fine then," distant and like he wasn't really here with me in this room.

"No I won't, Finn." I wanted to yell at him, but my timid nature held me back, only allowing the words to come out as a whisper.

"Why? You'll survive," he questions, lifting my head up with his finger so our eyes meet.

"Yes, but I won't be alive, and neither will you! I will not be able to live with myself knowing that I have separated you from your friends," I replied back, trying unsuccessfully to look stern.

"I don't care! I can't put you in danger!" he yelled back, moving away from me and running his free hand through his hair.

"But I can't be without you!" I was yelling too now, though I was sure my emotional integrity was compromised by the drops of salt water I could feel dripping down my face, mixing with the cold water that fell from the ceiling above us. This external source of moisture was accompanied by the loud beeping of a fire alarm that sounded around us before being quickly silenced. We looked at each other, both of us now dripping. I opened my mouth to speak but was beaten to the point by him.

"Annie please, all I want is to be with you. Don't act like I don't," he pleaded. Despite a gut feeling that I should, I had no clue what he wanted. One minute he wanted to leave me, and the next he wanted to stay with me. And me? All I wanted was to have a normal life, to be able to be with the man I loved, and who I hoped loved me.

"Then be with me," I replied, my voice shaking just as much as my hands that hung by my sides.

"But I'll kill you if I stay here," the shouting had stopped now. No longer did he sound like a war-torn old man who had seen his people die. Now, he just sounded like a frightened child.

"Not right in this moment you won't," I told him simply, walking towards him and lacing my fingers with his. Shocked by my actions, his eyes darted down to our interlaced fingers. A sad smile spread across his face as his free hand pushed one of the many displaced strands of my hair from my face. It felt like my whole life had built up to this as he pulled me in tightly, gently kissing me. I half-expected to hear happily-ever-after music to celebrate something, which seemed like the perfect end to a love story. If only this was the end for everyone. If only war wasn't still raging around us. If only we really could ride off into the sunset and be done with this.

The level of passion between the two of us began to escalate with every second we stayed locked in each other's arms. Soon, his hand was framing my face, keeping me close to him. My hand locked itself into his damp hair, it's twin wrapping around his shoulders to pull my body up to his height. I never wanted this moment to end.

It was waking up with his strong arms wrapped around my waist that made me realise what I needed to do. Finn didn't need to be put through leaving his friends, and they didn't need to go through losing him. It was me who needed to leave. They would be angry at first, sure, but they would all eventually realise that me disappearing would be the end of this war. Besides, we would all see each other again when all this was over.

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