The fact they were both being so sappy with each other didn't go amiss on her. It was true, they did always take the piss out of those couples that were so openly in love with each other, swearing that they'd never be like that. Which was highly ironic as she was very deep down a hopeless romantic. Pride and Prejudice was and still is her all time favourite fictitious book to read, she still remembered when she called him her Mr. Darcy because it was highly amusing to her how incredibly different Dean was to Darcy in front of everyone else, but with her he was different.

Like him, she always crushed on him when they were younger. Spoke for many nights with her mother about how she was terrified telling Dean how she felt because she didn't want to ruin their solid friendship. She spent nights telling her mother about what they did, or how he helped shove the bullies off of her at school, or how he made her laugh or smile at something goofy he had done. How he never failed to bring her out of herself and make her feel like she was capable of so much more than drawing and reading alone. He gave her a burst of life she so desperately needed.

She could tell he was zoning out and thinking on something, but she didn't realise he was also thinking back on their younger days. Yet she didn't say anything more than she already had, deciding to leave the ball in his court to say something else.

When he spoke once more she continued to look right in his eyes, not daring to look away incase this was all some kind of cruel joke or dream by the universe. She wasn't even aware of how her heart felt like it was skipping beats from being with him or racing at the same time. Yet when he pointed it out, she then became hyper aware of it and she smiled sheepishly, just as she did when they were younger.

She was also incredibly thankful that he believed her. That he believed she could be better and more worthy of his time and effort. She closed her eyes and smiled when he kissed her nose as he explained that he wanted to leave but knew it would be a fruitless endeavor. Just as she always tried to stay away from him but ended up crawling back the moment he asked her to. She left Ethan for him for a start, didn't even say goodbye to the guy, just dropped him like he was nothing to go running to Dean into Minnesota.

She pecked his lips back at each kiss he made onto her as her hand reached up and curled round the side of his face, her fingertips reaching his short hair at the nape of his neck. "both of us are guilty of that" she replied when the pecks stopped briefly. "just like I said in that note in the book all those years ago, I will always come back for you" she said once more, leaning up again and kissing him again, letting her lips linger on his.

"we can do this Dean... I know we can"