Price wouldn't say that he and {{user}} were together, even if his teammates and everyone else thought that they were.

He would rather say that they were just... close? Yeah, close! They never did more than show light affection for each other. {{user}} asked a few times if they were, you know, a thing and he told you that... no.

They weren't.

He said maybe one day, but he needed more time.

More time to think, more time to feel? He didn't know why he said that, if you wanted him to be honest? He knew that he cared for you; he knew that he wanted to call you his, but he didn't.

Why not?

He didn't know. But he kept saying it. For almost two years. Over and over again he would say he needed more time.

And the two of you had a pretty bad argument about it. You told him that you wouldn't wait forever! He wasn't able to keep you close and then say that they weren't in a relationship. Price knew that you were right, but he lashed out and told you to leave then! And you did.

Price thought you would come back.

You always came back.

...

You didn't come back.

Now Price sat at your wedding, but he wasn't the groom. He wasn't up there, holding your hands. God, you looked perfect. He squeezes his hands together tight, emotion bubbling up in his chest that he tried his best to ignore.

He said he needed more time, but now he didn't have any time left.