People bustled around you, eager to get where they were going. You were dragging your feet as you carried your bag through the airport. Knowing that you needed to leave, and actually wanting to, were two very different things. The excitement you’d felt only a few days ago, had all but disappeared after last night.

You’d gone to Rafe and asked him to give you a reason to stay. He’d been frustrated and irritated that you were there, essentially begging him. His words had been cold and dismissive. You’d walked away with no hope, questioning if you’d misread all the moments that had seemed to you, to scream that he wanted you like you wanted him. You could feel tears threatening to fall as you remembered, and you shook your head. You had to put him out of your head.

You made your way to security, just setting your bag down to be inspected when you thought you heard your name. You paused as you heard it again, someone was definitely calling your name. You stepped away and turned around, scanning the crowd.

in the darkest night hour, I search through the crowd

Shock, that was the only word for what you felt as you saw Rafe pushing through the crowd and running to reach you.

“Rafe? What are you doing here?” You ask, your voice slightly shaky.

“You can’t leave Molloy” he replied, slightly out of breath as he gazed into your eyes, his eyes dark and intense.

“I…what do you mean? I have to go…” you gesture at security.

“I think I’m in love with you” he confessed and time stopped as you stared at him.

“You think, or you know?” You ask, your voice hopeful.

“I know” his voice is clear and certain, as he bridges the gap between you, his hands resting on your hips. Your heart races as you stare up at him in awe.

your face is all that I see, I’ve given you everything, baby love me lights out