A/N: Kind of a double update but not really since it's past midnight here already haha! Enjoy, nonetheless. I'm pretty happy with this chapter. :)

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I take a deep sigh as I step out of the cab and onto the street in front of my dorm. My dad was pleasantly surprised I had decided to return to college, but I wished already that I was back in Miami.

I unlocked my door and cringed at the mess I had left behind when I packed in a hurry to leave... That seems forever ago now. I frown and put my luggage in the floor, deciding to deal with it later, something that I don't do often. I crawl under the covers on my bed and stare out the large window at the view of the city, something I used to love but now it just seems to make me sick.

I lay there and realize that I'm never going to be able to watch the news, read a newspaper, or go to The U again in fears that Austin Moon has passed away... For real this time. I'm caught in the middle of my thoughts when I hear a knock on my door. I groan and throw the covers off, slumping over and opening it. I straighten up immediately when I see Elliot standing in front of me with a smile and a suitcase.

"Elliot!" I gasp in a mixture of surprise and horror.

He grins widely. "Surprise!"

I laugh nervously. "Uh- Uh, yeah, haha! Surprise, yeah! Um, can you hang on just a sec?" I slam the door closed and run over to my suitcase, picking it up and literally throwing it in my closet. I close the door and run back over to the other door, opening it and trying not to look flustered. "Sorry, just had to tidy up a bit, um... Come in."

He puts his stuff down and forces a smile. I can tell he's really confused by my outburst, but he doesn't say anything. He pulls me into a hug and kisses the top of my head. "I missed you so I decided to come stay a couple of days. I hope that's okay?"

I nod into his shoulder. "That's fine... I don't mind."

"Good." He grins, and I can't help but grin back. All things with Austin aside, Elliot was so good to me, and I appreciate him more than he'll ever know. That's why it's so confusing to wake up one morning after a dream and realize that you don't love your boyfriend anymore. I've been lying to myself all this time about not loving Elliot any more, but I think that now that he's her, in person, I can finally admit it to myself. A month ago if he had showed up I would still be head over heels... And now, I just can't seem to find the familiar feeling.

"I was just about to take a nap, if you want to join." I tell him. He nods and joins me in my bed, pulling me into his body. I bite my lip and realize that at some point I'm going to have to break up with him if my feelings continue like this. I just have no idea how I'm going to deal with breaking the heart of the guy who has loved me unconditionally for years.

You're a terrible person. My subconscious is talking to me and I want to push her away and tell her I know I am, but how would she feel if she had this unreal dream that completely changed her life and surroundings? Of course I couldn't love Elliot the same way ever again after the way I loved Austin. That love was real and passionate... Of course, mine and Elliot's was too, but this was different. Maybe it was so different because it wasn't actually happening... Maybe all of it really is too good to be true.

I feel my lip begin to quiver and I'm glad that Elliot has fallen asleep. Maybe Austin was right... Maybe this is for the better. I can't break up with Elliot because I'll never find anyone better than him. Austin Moon is not the Austin Moon I fell in love with, he's a different person completely and he's incapable of loving me the way I think I may love him.

If he wants to ruin his life, fine... But I can't let him ruin mine any further when he never did make an effort to make things work between us, and I have to accept that. I just wish it weren't so hard. That song that I once heard on the radio comes back into my head...

What the hell made you want to love

A man who was gonna die young?

I don't know. I really don't... I guess I just thought I could save him. Why do I have to be wrong about everything?

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