A month had passed, and it felt as if Christian and I had passed the honeymoon stage.

I was so fucking stressed.

I'm applying to schools for college and I'm nervous about telling him in moving. I mean I'm not moving far away but it's still about five hours from here. I told him where I was going to college when we first met, but I don't know if he realizes I'm leaving Aspen. He doesn't want to move back to Denver. That's my problem.

I don't want to lose him, but how am I going to tell him I'm going here? After he told me about his past and how he's never going back. I can't make him feel uncomfortable and make him move. But he was just going on the other day about how we are going to move in together one day.

What is he going to say now?

He's not going to college. He wants to expand his business first. Which is understandable, but gosh I'm so stressed.

I've been such a bitch to him, and I feel so bad. But it's all because I'm just so nervous to tell him. I mean he has known that I'm going here. It was one of the first things I told him when I met him. He should not get angry or upset. He could have chosen to not get into a relationship...

I did kind of force him into one though.

He could have left. I'm glad he didn't though.

I only talk to him in the classes we have together then go home. We barely text. I don't want us to break up. We haven't even been together long.

I love him.

I'm probably overreacting. He's just giving me space. He knows him stressed.

The bell rings and I pack my books into my bag and run out of the classroom. I need to clear my head. I couldn't even tell you what my teacher was talking about for the past hour.

I wasn't listening. Which isn't normal.

I headed up to the roof and threw my bag against the wall. It didn't matter that it was freezing outside. It was January in Colorado for Pete's sake. That's how messed up I am right now.

"What am I going to do?" My body sinks to the ground and I begin to feel tears form in my eyes.

That is until my body began to shiver. I immediately stood up and decided to ditch the rest of the school day to gather my thoughts. That was until I was on the way home and then took a right and went downtown. I missed my boyfriend. I hated not being able to talk to him.

I'm just gonna tell him.

I park my car outside of his store and begin to think of what I'm going to say to him. I looked around to see if his car was there. I see his Mustang a few parking spots down. I took a deep breath and got out of my car.

I walked slowly to the door of the cafe praying he wasn't up front and was in the office. He left school early too. I wish I knew what was going through his mind. I walk inside and I'm greeted by the smell of coffee and croissants. I wave to one of the employees I had met and talked to since I've met Christian. She was the sweetest.

She points to the back, and I put on a fake smile and mouth thank you. I didn't want to let anyone know I was going crazy on the inside.

His office door was closed, and I was debating to whether knock or just barge in. So, I settled on walking in slowly. I took a breath and opened the door slightly to see him on the computer. I open it widely and he looks up at me, "Reagan," he stands up.

I ran over to him, wrapped my arms around him, and began to repeat, "I'm so sorry."

He runs his hands through my hair, "Baby, why are you sorry?"

"I've been such a bitch to you these past few weeks," I mumble into his chest.

I could just feel him roll his eyes. "Rea, it's fine. Are you okay? Are you-Are you pregnant?"

I look up at him, "No, no! Oh my god, I didn't even think about that."

I feel him take a breath, "Oh okay."

I take a step back, "sit down." He sits in his chair, and I sit on his desk facing him. I take a deep breath, "I'm moving to Denver."

He looks up at me, "when?"

"Well in August for school," he was acting calm.

"That's fun."

I furrow my eyebrows, "Why are you acting like that?" I ask confused.

"Acting like what?" Was this him being pissed off or just his "really Reagan" act?

I stand up, "acting like this is all okay. You told me you would never go near Denver again because it brings back so many bad memories."

He stands up too, "Reagan, when I told you that I had just met you. So many things have changed. I didn't know I was going to fall in love with you. I would go anywhere for you. Fuck it I'll move to Denver with you."

"Wait, are you serious?"

He nods his head, "I don't care if I have a past there. I'm ready to make a future with you anywhere."

I walk up to him, he picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist, "I love you so much."

"I love you too," he kisses me before pulling back, "is that why you've been so distant? You were scared to tell me you were going to Denver?"

I nod my head, "I didn't know how you felt still."

"Anywhere you are, I'm right next to you," He speaks softly into my ear.

How would I have known that if he kept talking about how he would never go back and then suddenly change his mind? He's so hard to read.

"Do you want to get out of here?" His lips turned up into a smirk and I could already tell what he was thinking about doing.

I release my legs from his waist to stand up and grab his hand, "yes please."

We separate our ways since I would need to drive my car to his house so I wouldn't have to get it later and I meet him over at his house a couple of minutes later. He walks to my car and opens my door for me to get out. I lock my car and his hand rests on my back as we walk inside.

I begin to think, what is he gonna do while I'm at school all day? "Christian, why don't you just go to school there too?"

He stops and looks at me curiously, "I never really ever planned on getting a degree."

I purse my lips, "Just think about it you can hang your degree right above mine in our house we can be cute!"

He laughs, "I'll have to think about it. Depends on if I can handle school and work."

"Understandable," I bite my lip, "is there any way that I could convince you otherwise?"

He smirks down at me, "There's a couple of possibilities."

I grab his hand, lead him to the staircase, and look back at him, "let me show you what I had in mind."