He grabs my hands in his and holds them to his face. I stare out to the lake, the moonlight shining upon it. A view so beautiful, to share with the person you love.

"...Nick...I'm leaving," I tell him. I feel him hold his breath and clench my hands tighter. There's a moments pause, which feels like a lifetime.

"When?" He croaks.

I turn to face him, and look him in the eyes, "Tomorrow." No hesitation, even though I'm dying inside. "Tomorrow morning..."

"And WHEN were you going to tell me this Selena! Did you think you would just...leave me? Like that?" Nick demands.

I begin to cry at the tone of his voice. I've hurt him.

"Nick...I'm...I'm so sorry," I say, but I can hardly hear myself, "I'm moving back to Arizona."

I pretend not to see the tear rolling down Nick's cheek. No guy has ever cried for me, then again no guy has fallen in love with me the way Nick has.

"Selena...you can't just...you can't leave me," He says then leans in and kisses me with a passion. I kiss him back, but it already comes naturally. I've grown used to the way his lips move against mine, the way he holds me around my waist...

But as I sit there with Nick, watching the moonlight on my roof or will-used-to-be roof, I wonder how summer might've gone differently if I never met Nick...