(Chapter Four Part Three)

Aurora walked into the fitness center, and before she could do anything, she was yanked back into a darkened hallway. Jon chuckled as she almost screamed, before leaning in, kissing her hungrily and muttering, "Would ya relax? It's me, Rory."

She lightly hit him in the chest and hissed, "Asshole. You scared the livin hell outta me. I didn't know who grabbed me." as she pressed her head against his shoulder, her lips grazing his neck slowly as she looked up at him. "What the hell happened to you before school ended today, Jon?"

"I skipped a class, no big deal, Rory. I had to come here. Had a meetin with someone."

"Who?"

" An agent or something, a trainer. Wants to send me to training." Jon said quietly, as he looked at Aurora, waiting on a reaction. He hoped she'd be okay with it, this was his dream, after all, but he feared she'd get upset or angry with him or something.

"But.. You haven't even graduated, Jon." Aurora asked patiently, as she looked up at him, studying his eyes. He was acting like he was fine, but she realized that her reaction to his news was basically writing their ending, so to speak.

And damn it, she didn't want it to end. Not bitterly. And even now, the sense of desperation was sinking in. She had to do something to make him see that whatever he chose, she supported, she'd be fine with it, that they could be together, make this work out for them.

"Babe.. It's a once in a lifetime shot." Jon said casually, as he leaned in, pulled her against him, holding her there, as he said quietly, "Ya mad now?"

"No, Jon. I'm proud of you. But what does this mean, I mean.."

Jon kept quiet. He didn't know how to answer her, he wanted her to go after her own dream, not give it up to chase him all over the god damn country and be miserable and wind up hating him in the process.

Aurora also stayed quiet, because she somehow had the feeling that whatever they were, now had an expiration date stamped on it. Because she wasn't going to make him stay. But she knew it'd kill her to let him go.

"Shh.. We'll figure it out later. I mean it ain't like the man was really serious about wantin me to train right now, babe." Jon said quietly, as his hand roamed slowly down her side, he pulled her even closer and muttered quietly into her ear, "Did I ever tell ya how sexy ya are in that stuff ya wear to dance in?"

"Jon, stop it." Aurora giggled a little, shoving the sadness from her mind. He was right, no need in worrying about his being gone until the day came that he was. Because if that scout had seriously seen him, Aurora knew beyond a doubt that the man would be back. And Jon, most likely, would be gone.

Leaving Aurora here to make her own way in life. But she also knew she'd find him again when she'd done just that. For now, though, neither of them were thinking about that.

"Stop what, babe?"

"You know very well what, Jon." Aurora protested as she bit her lip, his hand wandering up her t shirt while his lips moved slowly from her lips to her neck, then lower. Her heart was beating a mile a second and she felt weak in the knees, but she didn't dare stop this, interrupt the moment. She just had this feeling that now, their days together were numbered.

Her hand went to his arms, smoothing over the muscles as she groaned and bit her lip, her lips shyly leaving his lips to trail slowly down his neck.

And just as they were about to go beyond the normal limit, the door opened and light from the hallway spilled into the vacant room they stood in. The two sprang apart and laughed as some guy walked away muttering. But Jon looked at her and said quietly, "Guess it's good he came in. Because it shouldn't happen like that, babe."

"True. But I wouldn't have minded.." she said as her voice trailed off and she stared into his eyes, biting her lip. Jon nodded then said with a smirk, "Oh really, now, babe." as his finger trailed up her half shirt, tracing the lacy design on the edge of her bra as it also touched bare skin.

He growled and then smirking continued, "Because, if ya don't mind.. Then there's always later." as he mentally kicked himself. He'd sworn he was not going to rush her into anything. Or himself for that matter. And he knew now that he'd most likely be leaving as soon as they graduated.

And he knew that if Aurora were ever going to be a dancer, then he'd be leaving alone. And he hated this. More than anything.

"Jon? Are you alright, darlin?" Aurora asked as she looked up at him. He nodded and kept his thoughts to himself. Fighting about it now would only make things worse later. And he wanted to have this now, this one good thing that was rare in a life full of otherwise bad things.

At least so he could say he did try.

He knew he was beyond bad for her, and he was a bastard, so he'd personally been surprised he hadn't fucked it up yet.