Under the Cork Tree : Peter Wentz : Part Fifteen : Finale

My fake smile didn't show my discomfort at my current pose, my legs were numb, and I was freezing in the old dusty apartment.

"Lovely Darling." The photographer drawled, and I kept my chin up, not acknowledging the praise.

After 4 more hours, he was done, and I walked over to get dressed back into my old clothes, and out of the brown ball gown I was in at the time. I looked at my cellphone, and couldn't help but grin when I saw that I had missed a call.

I flipped my cell open, and redialled.

"Hello?"

I smiled widely. "Hey."

I could almost hear the corners of his lips lift.

"Hey baby. How's Rome?"

"It's nice, wish you were here. It made me lonely to see all those couples by the Trevi fountain."

"I wish I could be there."

"When does your tour start again?"

"In about 3 days."

"And promise you're going to stop in Rome?"

"I told you." he laughed "We're doing a concert there."

I breathed, "So I can see you?"

There was a pause, and he whispered softly into the phone.

"Yeah."

I heard Patrick yell in the background, and heard Jess's laugh.

They were getting married next year, it was a long engagement so to say.

Patrick wanted to get married when he had a long break ahead, so he could spend as much time with her as possible.

"I have to go..." Pete sighed, "I miss you."

"I miss you too."

"I love you."

My lips smiled again, and my heart hammered against my rib cage.

"I love you too."

That night, I flicked through the music magazine, lying on the couch in my small apartment. Temporary living quarters, as I liked to refer to it by.

There was a knock on the door, and I went to answer it. A courier stood at the door, holding a small brown box. "Evening Miss, Delivery for....Tony Clark?"

I smiled, "That's me." He grinned and held out the paper for me to sign. I did so, and he handed the box over.

I walked quietly onto the balcony, and sat on the seat, placing the box on the table. I untied it watching the lights of Rome twinkle at me.

Hey Tony.
I miss you.
I want you to know...
that I can't breathe.
It's because of you.
And I love it.
Love-
Pete.

I lifted out a small walkman, I lifted the earphones and placed them in. I pressed play, and closed my eyes at the song.

It was Homesick at Space Camp.

The song finished, and the tape clicked off.

I looked upwards, and the stars suddenly seemed kind of dim.

I picked up my phone, and dialled a number.

"Yo."

"I'm done."

"What?!"

"I'm done. Cancel all my shoots, I'm done."

"Do you know what you're saying?"

I had never been more sure in my life.

"What do you think you're going to do with your life Tony?"

I smiled.

"I have a degree from Brown. I'll tell you what I'm going to do."

I took a deep breath.

"I'm going to leave Rome in a week, and continue on tour with my boyfriend. We're going to go home, I'm going to get a job, then Im going to see if I can move in with him."

There was a stunned silence on the end, and I got up, walking to the edge of the balcony.

"And I'm going to live happily ever after."

And thanks to Jess, who without her help this WOULD not have been posted for a while because Yani messed up big time so yea...

xxoo Jessay ^^