You Learn To Live Without || Chenzel Story

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IDINAS POV

"Take 5 off" Joe his voices echoes through the rehearsal room. I let out a sigh as I see him looking at me. "What is going on with you" he hissed looking me straight into my eyes. "You've been off the whole day. I know I gave you that week off, but I'm really starting to wonder if that was a right idea" she states looking at me with a questionable look on his face. "I'm sorry there is just a lot going on up here" I explain tapping my head. I don't even want to start of how much of a mess it's up there. I've been overthinking everything the last two months and now that the actual moment of flying back home and propose was there it freaked me out. Was Kristin sure enough with our relationship to say yes. I even thought about the fact that Cara and her boys were ready enough for Kristin to become their official family. Then there was the fact what Luna would think. And then there was the worst one; Am I good enough to be her wife. "Idina, focus" Joe snaps his fingers in front of my face. "Only a few more hours and you are free to go and figure out whatever it is on your mind" he points back to the room for me to continue the scene we were doing. I let out a sigh and move over to the floor. I snap right back into character as soon as I hear the familiar chords of Defying gravity and soon enough I'm back on track again.

"Say hi to Kristin for me okay" Joe states before I walk out the door. I assure him I will and I close the door behind me. It's 6pm and we finally finished. As I walk to my car I hear my phone ringing and I take it out of my back pocket. I can't help but smile as I see Kristins name on the screen. "Hey there beautiful" I answer my phone as I bring it to my ear. "Hi darling, am I calling at a right time?" she asks softly. "Yeah ofcourse. Is there something wrong" I ask noticing that she sounds a little bit off. "Nothing really, I'm just tired and I wanted to hear your voice." she answers and I smile. Little does she know that I will be with her in a little more than a day. "did you sleep last night?" I ask her since that's mostly the reason why she is tired at the beginning of the day. "maybe a little less that normal, but still okay. The meetings are just killing me" she explains and I just want to hold her now. "Do you need me to call your agent to kick their ass" I joked and she just chuckles. "No it's okay" she assured. "What's your planning for tomorrow?" I ask her innocently to make figure out how many time I have to fix my stuff. "It's a little busy tomorrow. I have an early meeting at 8. Then a studio session and lunch with the crew. And then another meeting at 5pm" she sums up and I just do the math in my head. I have a plane to catch at 10pm which is in 4 hours. The flight will take 7,5 hours so that means I will arrive in new york at 11.30 seeing the time difference. I had booked a hotel a little out of New York for the night and I planned to prepare things at our apartment first thing in the morning. "Dee are you there" I snap out of my thoughts when I hear Kristins voice. "Yeah I was thinking about my schedule. Maybe I can manage skype tomorrow night" I ask to cover my silence. "That would be lovely, but I don't know if it will be too late for you when I come back" she mutters softly. "5pm is 11pm for me, I think I can manage that" I assure her and she let's out a sigh. "I just wish I could be with you" she whispers softly. "soon darling, we will figure something out."

I leap from side to side while impatiently waiting for my plane to board. It's getting late, I'm getting tired and I'm getting more and more nervous. I had texted Kristin that I was going to sleep early so that she wouldn't unexpectedly call me while I was at the airport. After waiting way to long there finally echoes an announcement for my plane through the waiting room. I knew there is a 7.5 hours long flight waiting for me but I will probably sleep it all off. And like I said I indeed sleep half of the flight. I startle awake as the plane hits the ground and I suddenly feel weird. I'm actually home. I mean London is great, I am really loving it there, but New York is home. Kristin is my home. And I can hug, kiss and hold her very soon. While I wait for my suitcase I text my driver that I'm here. After a while I walk out of the airport with my suitcase and I spot my driver standing there. "You are absolutely amazing, thanks for picking me up at this hour" I thank the man but I can't help feeling sorry for him while doing this for me. "It's no problem at all, I'm happy to help" he assures me and since I'm too tired to discuss that I just smile. "What was the name of the hotel again?" he asks me before starting the car. "Hotel Laguna" I say and handing him the adress I wrote on a paper. I had told him my plan so that he knew that he wouldn't have to drive to our apartment. We talk a little about London on the way to the hotel as I try to keep myself awake. "We are here" he states as he stops in front of the hotel. "Thanks, I will see you tomorrow?" I ask him and he nods. "7am right?" he makes sure and I just answer with a nod. "goodnight" he says before I close the door and watch him drive away. I walk into the hotel and I'm greeted by a young lady behind the desk. "Hello, how can I help you" she asks with a sympathetic smile and I'm really wondering how she copes being this awake at this hour of the day. "Hi, I reserved a room under the name Menzel" I simply answer her question and she smiles. "Menzel, one night." she speaks out looking down in the notebook in front of her. "Yes, room number 25. It's right over there. Just go left into the first hallway and go right into the next" she explains and give her a smile before thanking her. I follow her instructions to the room and when I open the door I look around. I kick of my sneakers off and place my suitcase next to the bed. I'm not really in the mood to change so I just take off my jeans and manage to take my bra from under my shirt before I launch myself onto the bed. As soon as I hit the bed I feel the tiredness fall over me. I just give in with the thought that the faster I go to sleep the faster I can hug my Kristin.