(2) Overnight Sensation: An All Time Low Fanfiction Romance

Chapter 88: Check Point

        It was almost a familiar feeling the day that we went to the airport to go home. My heart ached at the thought of no longer spending my time on the bus. It had become my home away from home for the last two months. I never thought I would missed this cramped space like I alread did.

        The guys were helping us get out things out of the bus in front of the airport. Jack and Zack had decided to go back on the bus when we were going to head in to get our tickets checked, but Rian and Alex were coing with us anyway. Eventhough the both of us protested for hours about them just leaving so they could start off on their long journey from Kansas to California.

        Kara's eyes were slightly teary as she wrapped her arms around Jack in the large dock to be dropped off at, he muttered something in her ear that made her laugh and hit him in response. My through tightened as I watched Jack's goofy grin pointed towards me, and his arms engulfed me in a large hug. I wrapped my hands around his lanky frame, torso crushing mine. The morning heat was tolerable, but I could feel my body being worked up from the emotions and feeling one hundred degrees hotter.

        "You better text me every day," I grumbled into the light scent of his shirt. He laughed lightly, ruffling my hair and leaving a sloppy kiss mark on my cheek as he put his hands on my shoulders and held me out in front of them.

        "You better be ready to introduce me to all your hot college friends when we come visit," he wiggled his eyebrows at me, toothy grin appearing once again on his fae as I hit his chest lightly. He faltered for a moment, eyes becoming slightly sad. "You're like my best friend, I'll be texting you more than Alex will."

        "Thanks bro," Alex punched his arm as he walked past him with my bags in hand, and placing them on the cement. Jack mouthed a painful, "ow" before rubbing the now sore spot. He rolled his eyes, though. And then reached for my hand, shaking it formally with a serious expression.

        "It was a great eight weeks, Stella Harrison."

        I laughed, replying before allowing Zack to wrap his arms around me in a tight hug. I smiled against his chest, really missing the smell of each of the boys, and their laughs. This time, none of us knew how long it would be before we would see the boys. It could be up to three months without them, and I wasn't sure how Kara or I would be able to handle it.

        "I'll let you know how Lauren is," I whispered quietly, and his eyes spoke a small thank you. I knew he still cared about her, and that they had decided a few weeks previous to just be friends. I knew how much it probably hurt him, and how it feels like he is giving up.        

        "I don't know how we're gonna stay sane without you two," he laughed as he pulled away from my hug, and I gave him a weak smile. I wasn't sure how I was going to survive either.

        I slugged my bag over my back, and Alex insisted on taking my suitcase the same way Rian had taken Kara's. But I was sure to stand on the other side of his body, fingers wrapped around his forearm. Kara and Rian spoke quietly to each other, but with Alex I didn't feel like I had to talk. I felt like we were getting to that point in our relationship where nothing needed to be said because we knew each other too well.

        We waited in line, and exchanged glances at each other. He had his usual poker face on as I leaned into his side. I bit the inside of my cheek, mentally preparing myself for the break down that was sure to hapen. I knew that I shouldn't be so upset, because I've been through it before. But I couldn't help but feel like everything was being ripped from me once again.

        Kara and I got our tickets checked together, and both of the boys were close by our sides. I knew that this would be the longest that Kara has been without the guys was three weeks.  I had managed to pull off five before going on tour with them. Now we would both have to endure eight to twelve weeks without them. I hated to think that the next time I could see Alex is Thanksgiving.