A/N: My dearest CaptainJezebel. I know you’re having a hard time of things, so me and the boys just wanted to try to cheer you up a bit. Enjoy!
Sighing, I stare out at the sea, letting the shouts and hollers of the guys wash over me. I know I should participate – it’s our last day here, after all – but I just… can’t. Because tomorrow, he’ll be gone, and knowing that leaves me feeling drained. Cold.
I shiver, closing my eyes.
I startle at the feel of Edward climbing into my lap, his arms around my neck.
He smiles. “Don’t be sad, Jay,” he murmurs.
“Can’t help it.”
He leans in. “I’m not going anywhere, baby.”
I blink in confusion. “Really?”
“Mhmm. Everything’s arranged. I’m staying.”
He kisses me.