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"You can try!" he grinned before his face turned serious again. "To be honest, I don't want to practice anymore." He sat down on the bed.

Taylore crawled onto the bed and sat behind him, putting her arms around his neck from behind. Then her head on his shoulder, kissing his cheek gently. "Why?" She asked.

Wilmond looked down slightly. "Because I want to spend the last three days with you. I'm not going to get any better in these three days anyway, there's not enough time." He was also afraid that the next three days could be his last, but he tried covering that thought up. He thought it ws readable on his face for just a second, so he shook his head.

Taylore was quiet for a moment before turning his head a little to look at her as she leaned over his shoulder a bit. "Wilmond. I love you. I trust your desicion so i wont argue with it. I just hope that its the right one. I dont want to loose you," she said quietly and was completely serious at this moment.

Wilmond smiled. "Thank you." He kissed her passionately. "I don't plan on losing you either."

Taylore smiled and kissed him back passionately before pulling away from him. "Good cause you wont. Now i have no idea what your plans are for the next three days but they better be good," she teased then fell onto her back on the bed. Letting out a relaxed sigh and looking up at the ceiling. She was afraid of loosing him and she had seen the look on his face, knowing he was thinking it too.

"The only plans I've got right now is spending all my time with you." he said as he lay back beside her, his legs still hanging over the bed's edge.

Taylore smiled and propped herself up with her elbow, leaning over Wilmond. "Thats all you have planned? You spend every waking moment with me and thats still what you want to do with your free time?" She asked with a smile and looked down at him, love shining in her eyes.

Wilmond loved that look on her face. "Did anyone ever tell you you're beautiful when you look like that?"

Taylore smiled and leant down, kissing him softly. "No. Cause i've never been in love with someone before," she whispered against his lips.

"Neither have I," He said as he returned her kiss.

Taylore smiled and gently brushed his hair away from his face. Taking in his features as she silently looked at him. Then placed a kiss on his head before moving away from him and to the side of the bed against the wall. Putting her hea back against a pillow, she put her hands behind her head and smiling. "I have a feeling your going to win the fight," she said confidently.

"I have the best motivation." He kicked his other shoe out and crawled up into the bed next to her.

Taylore smiled and snuggled into him, putting her head on his chest. "How about we see a movie tommorow? I havent been to the movies in a while," she suggested, looking up at him.

"Sure, sounds fine!" he said, putting an arm around her shoulders.

Draping her arm over his stomach, she let her fingers lightly brush his side and she smiled. "Good," she said before falling silent. Them smiled and looked up at him again. "When you win the fight, im locking you inside my room at my dads house with me. Neither us is leaving that room for a whole day. Just as a punishment for scaring me that you were going to die," she said, looking away with a smile. It wasnt much of a punishment and she knew that.

Wilmond grinned. "That sounds fair." he said.

Taylore laughed softly and kissed his chest before her eyes drooped closed. After a minute, her breathing evened out and deepened, showing signs of her being asleep. The next three days would be the shortest she had ever experienced. Fear clawing at her the closer the fifth day came.

The third day before the duel, Wilmond woke to Taylore thrashing slightly next to him. He was suddenly wide awake and sitting upright next to her. He pulled her into his lap and gently shook her. "Tay? Tay? Wake up, you're having a nightmare."

Taylore woke up from her nightmare, panting slightly and looking around quickly. Seeing Wilmond okay and safe, she put her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Hugging him tightly and seeming as though she would never let go. "Y-you..you had lost..i couldnt help you...." She mummbled and actually started tearing up as the images flashed through her mind again. Gripping his shirt tightly, she buried her head in his shoulder and kept her hold on him.