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I smiled gently at him.
"I wouldn't even know how to go about letting you out of my heart," I told him reassuringly.
He picked up a book that I hadn't noticed sitting behind him. He opened it up and showed it to me. The first page was a picture of Munich, Germany. It had showtimes listed, along with various phone numbers.
"This is my entire tour. It's where I will be at all times, when I'm performing, what numbers I can be reached at. I want you to call me anytime you want. Heaven knows I will want to talk to you whenever you will let me. I know you have a phone, will you FaceTime with me? I'll pay for the calls so you don't have to worry about that," he said hurriedly.
I was touched by the thought he had put into the binder. I nodded, and brushed a kiss against his lips. He groaned. The sound of it shot right through me, liquifying my insides.
"There's one more thing," he said nervously.
He turned a few pages until a picture of the Eiffel tower showed up.
"I checked your school schedule, and your fall break happens to fall over my Paris stop. If you wanted…" he took a deep breath. "If you wanted, I would really like for you to come see me. I'll take care of everything. I just know I can't go this whole tour without seeing you in person."
I was shocked…and absolutely delighted at the thought of walking the streets of Paris with Mason. I hadn't been anywhere, and had never even dreamed of being able to go out of the country.
I let out a little shriek and practically tackled Mason with my excitement.
"Is that a yes?" he said, laughing at my reaction.
"Of course!" I answered.
I stilled and stared into his stunning eyes again.
"I would visit you anywhere though Mason."
His eyes looked shiny, almost as if he was holding back tears. His phone beeped again and he looked away, trying to get his composure.
"I've got to go. But I love you so much Eva. I'll think about you every second I'm not with you."
He gave me an ardent kiss that left me weak at the knees.
"Don't walk me out," he said as I got up to follow him out. "I don't think I can actually leave if you do."
I stood up anyway and gave him a long hug.
"See you soon," I told him, giving him one more kiss.
He stopped for a moment at the door, his eyes roving over my face, seeming to be memorizing my every feature. He gave me a grin, and then walked out the door briskly, shutting the door behind him. I sat back down in the pillows, basking in his sweet words and the romantic little nest he had made for us. I couldn't wait to see him in Paris.
A few hours passed. I spent the time going back and forth between the binder he had made, and preparing for class the next day. My phone beeped. Mason had sent me a video. I clicked on it excitedly. In the video he was sitting on a stool in dim lighting, a guitar in his hand. He began to sing.
They say that only fools fall hard,
They say you shouldn't show all of your cards,
They say that love only leads to a slow death,
But baby they haven't met you.
They say that love makes men fall apart,
They say that love is a poison dart,
They say that love will take my last breath,
But baby they haven't met you
