-Lucy's P.O.V-

I left my car at home and walked to Golf n' stuff...this should be interesting. I scanned the area, I saw a couple of people stood by the gate alone but didn't recognise anyone. Maybe whoever sent me the note was inside. I began to walk to the entrance, I felt someone gently grab my wrist and spin me to face them, I instantly felt warm inside and also relieved.

"You came!"

"Why am I not surprised that it's you" I giggled looking down at my feet.

"You say that like it's a bad thing" He raised his eyebrow and smirked.

"No not at all"

"I saw how you were in school. I asked you to come here so you can be distracted" He held his hand out towards the entrance. "Shall we?" I laughed softly.

"We shall"

Once inside, I instantly stared eyeing up the air hockey table. I turned to Bobby and he playfully rolled his eyes before allowing me to drag him over to the table. Now this..this is MY game. My grandma use to bring me here as a young girl and this was always my go to game. I remained undefeated. I smiled to myself mid game, I glanced up at Bobby who wore the cutest concentrating face. Clearly he couldn't take that he was being beat by a girl. He finally managed to score a point. Only for me to fire back with another.

"I don't wanna play this anymore, come on let's play golf" I snickered to myself when Bobby walked away. I quickly followed behind him.

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I sighed, this was our seventeenth hole and I wasn't doing too well,  Bobby on the other hand excelled. I looked at him in anger and disbelief as he scored yet another hole in one. He laughed out loud seeing me glared at him and then the hole. It seemed so simple..yet why couldn't I just get it in!

"Come here" He laughed. He put down his putter down and came to stand behind me. "First of all your holding it wrong" Bobby directed my hands on where they should be on the putter and I eagerly took note. I could feel his body heat against my back.

"Bobby" I whispered

"Hmm"

"I appreciate you helping me but You know if that zip on your jacket rips my dress, you're paying for a new one" I told him. He snickered placing his forehead onto my shoulder before lifting it back up.

"You got it" With his hands still on top of mine, he swung the putter. The ball went straight in. "See that?"

"Ooo I see"

"It's all about how you're holding it and the aim" I beamed over at him and he gently pulled me over to the final hole. Bobby took his final shot and of course got it in. I sarcastically clapped before making my way over and placing the ball down. Bobby reminded me about my hand placement and I quickly corrected it and swung.

"I did it!" I yelled in excitement. "The student has become the master"

"Good!" Bobby "but I still won so you're not on master level just yet" I slowly turned my head to him and stuck out my tongue.

We played on a few more games before we decided that we'd had enough, we made our way towards the exit but Bobby stopped a the Photo Booth.

"Wanna remember the time your good friend Bobby was the only person to cheer you up?" He held open the curtain and I quickly got inside. I hated my picture being taken but what the hey, it's a memory purpose. We both posed for the camera a few times and stepped out. Waiting to see the disastrous photos. The prints finally came and Bobby grabbed them. We both examined. They weren't too bad, actually very cute. In the  first one we both smiled, teeth showing of course. The second Bobby stuck his tongue out, his eyes wide and I pouted my eyes also wide. The third I winked, my mouth hanging open and Bobby went back to smiling. The fourth was my favourite. Bobby had said something in the booth which made us both laugh hysterically and the camera caught us mid laugh whilst facing each other.

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I don't know how he did it. But somehow he managed to convince me to get on the back of his motorcycle. He gave me his helmet but I argued that he didn't have one, he assured me he'd be safe.  I clung tightly onto his waist, screaming when he would turn, I really thought I was going to fall off. Once I was certain Bobby wouldn't let me die I relaxed, resting my head against his back.  The motorcycle came to a halt, I looked up and saw Bobby had stoped by some greenery. I climbed off, removed the helmet and handed it to him. I quickly fixed my hair and let out a long sigh.

"So I hope you don't mind me asking, what's wrong?" Bobby asked and he took off his jacket, placing it on the ground and sitting on it. "I don't want to get grass stains on these jeans" He pat the space next to him and I followed suit, leaning back on my hands.

"I was up all night with my grandma" I told him.

"Again? Damn" Bobby starred off into the distance. "I went through the same with my grandpa. He had the same diagnosis as your grandmother. Like you, I watched him go from what I knew him to be to a shell of his former self. We weren't as close as you and your grandmother were but it hurt when he passed. I didn't know how to get over it. I just wish I had spent more time with him" I listened to him go on. I had no idea that Bobby went through that. It pained me that I couldn't give him the support that he has given me but I had to remember that I didn't know him at the time.

"I'm so sorry Bobby" I placed my hand on his shoulder, he turned his head and gave me a small smile. He continued to stare at me as he spoke.

"Don't be. It happens. I still think of him from time to time but he wouldn't want me to dwell and be sad. He'd want me to go out there and live" He paused. "And that's what I'm doing"

"I just don't know how I'd get through it when she does eventually go" I told him, I could feel my sadness trying to take over.

"You know what got me through it? God...the universe...whatever's out there can take tomorrow and the future. But you know what they can't have?"

"What's that?"

"Yesterday and the memories you have created. That's all yours and no one can take that away from you" From that one statement, my sadness went away. He was right.

"Bobby Brown when did you become so.."

"I know I know, don't tell anybody" We both giggled and Bobby held out his arms. "Come give me a hug I think we both need it" I wrapped my arms tightly around him as he did to me.

"Grief is another thing we have in common" I joked. He snickered and continued to hold me. I turned my head into his neck, taking in the scent of his sweet cologne. Time stood still and we forgot about reality. I didn't want to let go. I felt comfortable and safe with Bobby. Why did he have to be taken. Why did I have to fall for someone who belonged to somebody else.

"Thank you for today Bobby. You're incredible" I whispered.

We both hesitantly released our grip on each other and leant back a little. I stared into his blue eyes which kept me in a hypnotic trance. His hand reached up and cupped the right side of my face, his thumb gently rubbing my cheek. We didn't break eye contact once. My breathing became uneven. In a swift motion, Bobby pulled me closer to him and pressed his lips against mine. It was like fireworks had gone off in my stomach. I closed my eyes, my hands finding their way into his hair and I kissed him back. Our lips slowly moving in sync. In that moment, I no longer 'liked' Bobby Brown. I was in love with him.

Hey guys!!! So this is my last update until Christmas is out the way, I'm gonna be super busy and won't have the time to update. I really hope you guys have enjoyed this story so far. I'll update as soon as I can. I hope you all have a Merry Christmas!!!!🎄 Stay blessed xo