Collins was leading me upstairs. To where? I had no idea. I may not even be supposed to be following him, he may be going to the bathroom for all I know. But I wasn't going to follow him in there, sorry.

We both walked up the stairs and he walked straight into my room. I paused but reluctantly followed him and he quietly shut the door.

I looked at him. His lips were parted with a pale face. He ran his fingers through his hair.

He cleared his throat. "Uh, I-I'm sorry."

"For what?"

His voice was barely above a whisper. "Breaking your heart."

My heart caught in my throat and I couldn't say anything. I looked at his face, which was full of emotion. 

"I didn't mean to hurt you nor did I want to," he continued. "I don't want to lose you or push you away. I don't want to not be with you. I want to, believe me. But my dad and your mom- we couldn't happen if they are together."

I moved forward, but he raised one hand. "I'm not finished." He took a deep breath. "I haven't been doing good lately. I didn't want to hurt you, Ivory."

"But it seems like I have to for everything to be alright, but can it really?" He took in a deep breath. "If we told them, that would break my dad and your mom's heart. They seem happy, they're in love."

"Why are you telling me this?" I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Because I want you to know that- that what we had was real." He gulped.

"I know it was. But now it will just be worse for me." I explained. "With you telling me this, it's making it harder."

"What do you mean harder?" He asked.

"I mean harder as in getting over you, Collins."

"You are getting over me?" He asked, his tone soft.

"No," I choke out.

He lets out a long sigh. "Ivory, I don't know what we could do besides . . ."

I look up at him. "Besides what?"

He shakes his head. "It's stupid. You don't want to know."

"No I want to know." I insist.

Collins heaves a shallow sigh. "It was just a crazy thought. My thought was,uh, that we could just run away."

"As in together?" I raised an eyebrow.

Slowly, he nodded. "Yeah, but it was just a thought."

"What about school and my mom and brother and your dad?" I question. "Do we even have enough money?"

He looked at me. "You speak as if we are going to go."

I bit my lip. "I-I don't know. I was just seeking all the possibilities and the outcome if we did."

"Would you consider doing it?" His stare was intense.

Would I? Run away with him? It would just be us. I love him, my God, do I love this man standing in front of me who just offered for us to runaway together.

I loved him almost too much, so much it, but that's love right? So much love and affection towards another it literally becomes all you think about, all you want, simply everything and nothing all at once. Doesn't love make you do stupid, irrational things? Man, if it does, I was head over heels in love with Collins.

In deep thought I said, "I-I'll go."

"Go as in runaway with me?" His eyes grew wider.

Slowly I nodded. He walked closer to me until we were inches apart. Our breaths mingled and mixed together, it drove me close to insanity.

"I really, really want to kiss you." He breathed out. My breath caught and his blue eyes darkened.

"Then do it." My voice was small and squeaky with anticipation.

Without further ado, he presses his lips slowly against mine. Before I could press my lips against his, he pulled back a little to look at me. My hands wound up curling on the ends of his dark hair into my hands, he kissed me again. But he forces me to walk backwards until my back hit the wall.

His lips were soft, but slowly they grew harder until we were both gasping for breaths. His teeth caught my bottom lip and I let out a small sound in the back of my throat.

I missed him and he missed me just as much. We needed each other and we both loved one another. Our love was purely and utterly undeniable.

"Jump," he told me. I jumped and his legs wrap around my legs, squeezing them lightly. He presses me closer against the wall and I was sandwiched in between him and the wall. "I've missed you." He said as he slowly kissed my neck.

He kissed one certain spot and I gripped tighter onto his hair, it send heat and tingles through my whole body. My legs squeezed tighter against him and he finally pulled away from the sweet soot on me.

"I'm sorry," he whispers. "For pushing you away." I pull back a little bit, kissing his nose.

"It's okay. I understand," I tell him and kiss his lips before pulling away a little bit. "I'm sorry for being so pushy."

He kisses my cheek lightly. "I'm glad you did, I love your stubbornness and if you didn't do all that then I wouldn't have got the guts to be saying all this to you right now."

I cup his face and kiss him once again passionately.

"But, Ivory, I don't want you to feel pressured into anything." He set me down, but he didn't move far away from me. We were still pressed together, our faces not far away.

"Pressured about what?" I lightly run my fingers through his hair.

"That you have to say yes," he said. "to runaway with me. And I'm not talking about a few hours out of town, I'm talking about states away."

"I know. And I do want to runaway with you," I said. "I love you."

His eyes grew soft. "And I love you." He bit his lip. "Why don't I just let you think about it for a little bit, yeah? Maybe just for a few weeks or something."

"But I know what I want to do. And that's be with you." I told him truthfully.

He put a strand of bait behind my ear. "I know you do and so do I. I just want you to be 100% sure and at least think about all the possibilities and outcomes, okay?"

I let out a sigh. "Fine."

He kissed my lips again, soft and slow. "It would be awful if someone came in right now." He said and smiled against my lips.

I pulled a little bit away, smiling small. "Wait, what am I supposed to tell my brother?"

"What do you mean?" His curiosity was evident on his face.

"I mean, he knows about the situation and all. Do I pretend this didn't happen with him or what?" I explain.

"I wouldn't tell him anything, at least not yet." Collins said just as my mom yelled our names.

He kissed me again quickly, his hands on my sides before pulling away. We joined hands and when we opened the door quietly, our hands separated.

Even if we had to pretend like we didn't really know each other and want nothing to do with each other, our love was still and always will be undeniable.

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