Travis' P.O.V. (Last Part)
"Have you ever been tired of me?" I suddenly asked.
She stood up straight because of the question.
She slowly shook her head while looking at me, intently.
"Are... you tired of me?" She asked softly. My eyes sparkled.
His tired eyes, his tired stares, and the cold wind made me shiver.
"No, baby. I'm not tired of you..." I stared at her for a while, giving her a warm smile. I don't want to let her go. I don't want to sacrifice. I want to be selfish this time and keep her.
"I'm just tired. I'm sorry..." I looked up to control my tears.
"Lean on me. You said we'll fight together, right?" Yes, baby. We'll fight together. I'll always fight with you, even though you can't see me.
"Let's talk outside," I said when the dance ended. My hands keep shaking but I just ignored it. I don't her to see
Our friends keep on calling us, but the both of us just ignored them.