MELODY'S POV

"Trevor are you sure we're allowed to do this?" All I hear is a hearty laugh causing me to frown.

"Relax Mel I'm VIP at this hotel, I can do whatever I want." I slap his arm and step back from the door.

"That isn't a direct answer which means we can get into a lot of trouble. I'm going back to the room." I turn to leave but Trevor grabs my arm and directs me to the kitchen again. 

"You said you wanted that amazing cake didn't you? So go in there and get it." He pushes at my back but I still won't budge.

"I know we can just order in room service. I was just joking Trev. I mean come on who am I to demand a fresh piece of cake? How arrogant would that make me seem? I was just kidding around but now the joke is over so let's stop this already. I don't want it that bad. Please Trevor." His hand leaves my back and he frowns.

"Can you just trust me?" I gulp at his serious expression but nod regardless. And just like that a smile lights up his face. "Great now go and get the cake. Act all important and they won't stop you. I do it all the time. Come on Mel live on the wild side." I smile at him softly and straighten my back, fix my hair and try to pout my lips. This is ridiculous, but what the hell.

"How do I look?" I ask dropping my voice so I sound more serious. He looks me up and down and smiles widely.

"You look important. Now go in there and do something adventurous. The girls will be here in two hours so let's make them count."

Pushing back my shoulders I walk straight into the kitchen to find it completely empty. Maybe this won't be as hard as I thought it would be. Taking a quick look around to make sure no one is relaxing on their break, I sneak over to the fridge and look for that decadent cheesecake. Seriously it is probably the best cheescake I've ever had. It was a marble swirl with a strawberry coulis on the side and drizzled on top. After just one piece I was hooked and order two more but when they said they had run out, well I came up with this stupid idea

Opening the dessert fridge I see some of the delicacies that were on the menu but no cheesecake. I know it's here the chef said he was making a fresh one just for us. Wow I really do sound posh and spoiled. This is the first and last time I will ever be doing this. Closing the door I slump against the fridge and sigh. My heart is racing and I feel like a kid again. It's a very invigorating feeling actually and I realize I haven't taken any time to just enjoy myself and have fun and that is exactly what Trevor is trying to do for me. And I couldn't be more grateful. I'm pretty sure if I came here alone I would have probably been shacked up in my room watching Rom-Coms, crying and eating a lot of junk food. I would probably be wallowing in my own self-pity and then hating the world for putting me through this misery in the first place. I would have probably, let's face it, been a mess. I really need to thank Trevor for all of this. He really knows how to cheer a girl up, Kacey is a lucky girl. 

I'm about to turn back to the door to meet with Trevor when I hear a sound coming from the left of me. Now in normal circumstances I would run the other way and not get caught but something told me to follow the sound. So like an idiot I did. I follow the sound out of the kitchen and into a small dinning room. There are a few couples eating but other than that there is nothing that I can identify with. Maybe I'm just over excited, but then I hear it again. It's a song. I know this song, it's Fall Again by Glenn Lewis. I follow it into a private room and gasp. I was not expecting this.

"Hello Melody." Tears gather up in my eyes as I see Dean standing there not five feet away. He looks so damn perfect that I can't help running into his arms completely forgetting my vow to not let another man (Dean or Jake) into my arms, let alone my heart, without a true explanation. He feels so good and my heart feels like it's going to burst out of my chest. I have missed this man so much I already know I am bawling.

"Shh, shh it's ok baby I'm here now." He holds me even tighter and kisses the top of my head. "I love you so much Melody." I pull back slowly and wipe at my eyes. He's so handsome with his hair unkempt and falling in his eyes. He looks tired and I can tell he is struggling to stay awake but I couldn't be happier to see him. Angry or not.

"What are you doing here?" I ask stepping back. His jaw ticks and his hands flex at the distance I create but he doesn't comment on it. Instead he moves to the side to show the cheesecake I ordered waiting on the table with two forks.

"We should sit down." He pulls a chair back for me and I hesistate. My happy-go-lucky mood has just about died and I miss it. I don't want to be serious right now. I don't want to unlock that vault of pain and hurt and betrayal. I just want to relax and pick up my girlfriends. I want to go to Hollywood and Disneyland and see Colt and Alex and their baby girl. I don't want this. Not now.

"I- I don't want this." I say backing up. Dean's eyes widen in fear.

"No! Please! I can fix this. I can fix us. Don't give up on me yet." He says striding over to me. His whole body structure shows just how scared he is and that makes my heart melt.

"Relax Dean I wasn't suggesting anything like that." A large breath escapes his mouth and he smiles lightly.

"So I just overreacted for no reason?" He tries to laugh but it comes out sounding strained.

"I only meant that I'm having such a good time here and I don't want to ruin that mood. It's selfish I know, especially after everything I've put you through but-"

"You're right. You're completely right. I'm sorry... but I really would like it if we at least ate the cake. Trevor said you loved it." At the mention of Trevor my brain finally puts the pieces together.

"Trevor was in on this?" Dean takes my hand and leads me to the table.

"Not exactly. I wasn't planning on coming here. I wasn't planning on seeing you for at least another week but impulses drove me and here I am. I saw on your Facebook that you were staying here and well here I am. I didn't know you were staying with him... but I could sense his true intentions the moment I saw him. He's a good guy." He pauses and then blushes a little. "It also helps that he called his girlfriend to confirm that he wasn't interested in you." I laugh a little and kick his leg.

"Wow Dean over protective much? I will definitely have to talk to him about this later." Dean sits infront of me and just stares. In other cases I would find this romantic but right now it just feels like I'm exposed. 

"I know I must be making you feel awkward but I haven't seen you in a week and after everything I've gone through... I just need to look at you. Just to make sure I'm not dreaming again." His comment makes me smile and he smiles in return.

"So how've you been?" I ask trying to steer us towards some sort of conversation.

"Miserable." He says looking down and then his eyes widen and he apologizes. "I'm sorry I meant I've been ok. What about you?" 

"Well," I start and then the past few days here just comes pouring out of my mouth. I tell him all about Trevor surprising me and the hotel we're staying at. I tell him about seeing Mike again and meeting Heather. I tell him about shopping and the new clothes. I tell him about the beach and the rain shower and the amazing dinner. I tell him about going to Alcatraz island and seeing the cell Al Capone was in, my favourite criminal... don't judge me. I tell him about taking the cable cars and going to see the Golden Gate bridge and then going to Golden Gate park. All of it just spews out of my mouth and I realize I've been having a spectacular time. By the time I tell him what I want to do when the girls get here Dean has a big smile on his face.

"Wow baby it sounds like you've kept productive. That is amazing. I'm so happy to hear you're having a good time. You need the break." He takes my hand and rubs it with his thumb.

"Thanks! It's amazing here. I can't wait to go to Disneyland and get all done up like a princess. It's childish but it's a dream come true." A kiss is placed on my hand and he continues to rub it.

"Make sure you take a lot of pictures so I can see them later." His smile falters a little and I begin to get worried

"You're not going to stay?" I ask actually disliking the thought of not being with him longer.

"No love I can't. I need to get back home and get a few things in order. Besides this is supposed to be a girl's only trip. I was told Trevor was leaving today as well."

"Yeah but... you just got here." My heart begins to race because I know he is keeping something from me. Something big. "Dean what's going on?" His thumb stops rubbing my hand and he looks down.

"Remember when I told you I was going to stay in Paris." Yes and you broke my heart in the process, I think to myself, but of course I don't say it out loud. Instead I just nod.

"Well I was being serious about that. I am only coming home to get a few things and then I'm going back." His voice is detatched and I realize where this is going.

"For how long." I say feeling the pain coming back again.

"Melody we shouldn-"

"For how long Dean." I say, firmly this time.

"It- it could be permanently. I don't know yet." I stand up from my chair and begin to walk away. I will not be hurt again. I wll not let it happen. 

"Melody wait. Please." He grabs my arm and groans.

"There is nothing to say. You came here to tell me it is really over. That you've given up on me and don't want to even try to fix our relationship. I get that. You didn't want to be a coward and completely avoid me so you came all this way to man up and tell me the truth. I thank you for that, now move." I push him away but he jumps infront of me with anger radiating off of him.

"Is that what you really think? Do you seriously think so little of me? I came here because I wanted you to come with me. I wanted you to finally meet my family... at least what's left of it. I wanted to show you all around Paris and then treat you like a princess and take you to the Disney that is located there. I wanted to completely forget about everything that has happened and just move on." He's yelling at me as he says this and I feel my anger double.

"Who the hell do you think you are taking me away from all this? Who said I wanted to go with you? Who said I want to meet your family? Why the hell did it take so long to meet them in the first place? What are you hiding anyway? What's the big f*cking secret?" I yell in his face and I can see his eyes are blazing. I'm pretty sure I would be set on fire with the way he was looking at me.

"Will you come with me or not?"

"Answer my question first." I say crossing my arms.

"This isn't a game Melody. Will you come or not?" I can see he is huffing in anger but I don't care.

"Answer. My. Question. First." I say puffing out my chest to look more intimidating. Dean notices the movement and I can see him struggling with something. 

"We will talk in private. NOW." I frown and storm out of the private room.

Everyone steers clear from us as I stab the stupid "Up"  arrow for the elevator. The longer I stand here the angrier I get and when it finally arrives and we stomp in the people waiting decide against joining us. The elevator closes and I press the button for Trevor and my room. As the floors ascend I feel like my body has been lit ablaze and I want to punch or strangle something. I can hear Dean huffing beside me and I choose to ignore him. It isn't until I hear him make a low groaning sound in the back of his throat, that I turn to him.

I don't know what exactly happened but as soon as our eyes locked... well it was game over. He lunges for me and slams me against the wall. His mouth is hot and wet as he kissea me with such force and passion I want to scream. I begin to pull at his shirt to get it off but he just takes my hands and slams them above my head. He wants control. I can feel it. He is pissed off, but he is also hurting and he wants me to submit. So I do. I let my arms go slack and I moan into his mouth. I'm guessing he approves because he begins to grind his erection onto my core while he uses his other hand to go up my dress and tickle my core. I gasp out a little but his teeth clamp down on my lip as he continues to maul my mouth. For a split second he stops kissing me just to latch onto my neck planting hickies and love bites in his wake. While his fingers continue to play with me they stop and begin to slide up my body to grope my breast. He keeps moaning and groaning as he pushes against me as hard as he can to create some sort of friction. Dropping my arms he slams his hand on the emergency stop button. He then looks up to the camera located in the ceiling and mouths to not disturb. Coming back to me with a predatory look in his eye he grabs me and I jump a little to wrap my legs around his waist. Adjusting his shaft so it is pointing upwards I rest my core on his bulge and grind on it. He throws his head back and growls before kissing me even harder than before. His hands are all over my body and I want him so badly I am considering just doing it in this elevator... security watching and all. Pulling back from my mouth Dean looks into my eyes and I know exactly what he wants. And no it's not sex or a mere f*ck. He wants love. He really wants to make love. And I'm the only one who can give it to him.

"Yes." I say breathlessly. Dean's eyes narrow and he pulls back from me completely leaving me frustrated and confused. He presses the emergency button again and the elevator continues to ascend.

"Dean?" I go to touch to his arm but he flinches away.

"We shouldn't do it. It will just make leaving that much harder." His response is like a slap to the face and I shrink away to the other corner of the elevator. So he's going to leave anyway? WOW. Talk about being used. At least he stopped us now.

The rest of the elevator ride is in silence. There is nothing to say. When we get to my floor I walk forward without a word and open the door. It's quite obvious Trevor isn't here so I walk into the kitchen and get myself some water to cool down. I don't care to see if Dean followed because I don't care to see him. I just don't care. 

"Melody..." He's somewhere near me but staring at the countertop is much to fascinating than answering him so I remain silent.

"Melody please." His hand touches my back and it's my turn to flinch away. 

"Don't. Just don't." Leaving the kitchen I begin to pace in the living room.

"This isn't easy for me either so don't act like it's only you." Dean says sitting on the couch. Right now I just want to take the pillow and strangle him but I choose against it.

"Can you please just say something?" I smirk at his comment and turn towards him. I open my mouth and then shut it and continue to pace.

"Melody." It seems my pacing is bothering him so I don't even think about stopping. His hand grips my arm and I have to stop... damn it.

"Let's just be civil about this. I'm really tired." I try to pull my arm free but he won't let go.

"Then go to bed and leave me alone. I have nothing to say to you." His anger flashes again and he stands up.

"Are you serious right now? You're getting angry at me because I wouldn't make love to you?" When he says it like that it makes me sound like a whore.

"No I'm not. Now leave." I point to the door and he scoffs.

"I'm not going anywhere until we resolve this." He sits back down on the couch and makes an effort to make himself more comfortable.

"What happened to you wanting to jump ship and run away to Paris?" I ask crossing my arms.

"Oh I'm still going... with or without you." He adds quietly. The jackass.

"Then there is nothing to resolve. We're broken up. Go." I turn away and take deep breaths to calm myself.

"Come on Melody. I don't want this."

"Yeah well neither do I. I wanted my vacation to be relaxing but it seems you have other plans. At least Jake calls before he blasts me." I mutter to myself but I know he heard me.

"Baby-"

"Don't call me that. We're over. We're done. Nothing more." I walk towards the balcony.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" He asks.

No. "Yes." I say trying to steady my breathing.

"Well you're lying so I'm not going anywhere." I smile at that because he really does know me well, but I don't know him. Not fully.

"What is there in Paris that isn't here?"

"A lot." How vague.

"Seriously Dean." I turn to him holding myself and sit on the edge of the couch.

"I am being serious. There is a lot. Just ask your parents. I saw them yesterday you know that right? I almost forgot they were touring Europe. I guess in a way they were what prompted me to see you." 

"Did they look happy?" I ask inching a little closer.

"They said they were having a blast." He smiles and my heart flutters. Stupid hormones.

"Dean I just can't leave. I have my life here." He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. 

"Yeah I know." He shakes his head and stands up.

"Where are you going?" I ask a little alarmed.

"I just need a little space from you..." My head tilts in confusion and his face begins to blush a deep red.

"I don't-"

"I'm still very riled up from before." My eyes automatically find his bulge and sure thing it is growing again.

"Oh... right." An awkward silence fills the room and I see that it's almost time to get the girls.

"What now Dean?" I ask standing again. He walks towards me and frowns hesitating.

"I... I have to get going. Are you sure you don't want to come?" I bite my lip and look away.

"No. I shouldn't just run from my problems. From our problems. It's either they're resolved or not and we haven't even scratched the surface." Looking out the window I see the sun is bright and high in the sky but I can't think about that now. I bite down on my lip even harder and walk toward him.

"Melody... what did I tell you about that habit?" His voice has gotten deeper and I clue in to what I'm doing so I stop walking and release my lip.

"Sorry force of habit." He chuckles lightly and runs a hand through his hair again.

"Trust me I know." We both laugh a little and I relish in the joy he gives me.

"I don't want you to go." I say my voice breaking slightly. Again he hesitates with something before he comes closer to me. This time we are no more than a foot away from each other.

"I don't want to leave you." His face comes down to my level and he begins to pepper kisses down my neck.

"Dean." He pulls back sharply and laughs.

"Sorry it can be hard to resist." He begins to sober up from his laughter and takes my hand in his.

"I am leaving baby. For more reasons than I'm letting on. There is something I need to do and it has to be done now. When it's finished then who knows I may come back. But for now let's just say it's going to be a long time before we see each other again." He kisses my hand and steps back slowly.

"But what about-"

"That's over Melody. If you choose him then you choose him. If you choose me you will know where I am and how to contact me. But that fight. All of that nonsense... it doesn't need to continue. There's no point. You do what makes you happy and as long as your happy I will know I was right by doing this."

"I don't think I will be choosing anyone any time soon." I say honestly. Not until I get the truth.

"And that's ok." He looks down at his watch and then back at me.

"I need to go and so do you... so goodb-"

"Don't say goodbye. It sounds too cheesy." I say making a face of annoyance. He smiles and his eyes light up.

"Alright then how about till next time?" I laugh really loud and almost snort.

"I like that... Till next time Mr. Collins." Our bodies begin to distance from each other and my heart hurts again.

"Till next time Ms. Peters... I love you." Tears well up in my eyes and I nod my head.

"I love you too." Closing my eyes they spill down my cheeks and I hear him groan. And when I open my eyes again Dean is right in front of me.

"One last time." Is all he says before his lips crash down on mine. The kiss is intense and filled with deep emotions. Once we pull back there are tears in both of our eyes but there are also smiles on our faces. We both know this isn't the end. Wiping the tears from my cheeks he kisses my forehead slowly, turns away and walks out of the door.