It's Monday. I'm leaving. To the other side of the country. Far from home.
The fear of this situation is only sinking in now, I'm gonna be moving 10 states away. Plus, Corey's movie got delayed, including the premiere and everything. So now I have to go 4 weeks in a strange city by myself. I don't know how to feel about this, yet I'm excited. It may be the adrenaline from the thought of moving, or is it to cover my fear?
There's no mistaking how Corey feels about this though because he knows he will be alone and under pressure to perform as he would usually as if I were still there to support him.
Straight after this premiere (and I mean literally like 1 hour after), Corey's gonna move over to New York City, and will probably just collapse onto the couch. The first 4 weeks will be the hardest for me as I'm moving to an entirely different city and state by myself, and the worst part is, Corey won't be there with me. To be fair, it might be kinda nice to be by myself, so I can have some time just for myself, but I know I'll miss Corey more than I can even imagine.
"Bye Corey..I'll miss you." I was standing on platform 3 at the train station, saying goodbye to Corey before I got on a train, further away than I'd been from him in forever.
I bit my lip to hold back tears as I tightly hugged Corey close to me.
"No no no don't cry, I've literally just managed to stop myself from crying and if you start then I will too." Corey smiled weakly.
I nodded, still hugging him, "It's only a month..." I whispered.
"Yeah...I'll see you soon, you gotta go now." Corey kissed me on the cheek and then stepped away from me as I waved him goodbye and stepped onto the train.
I'm ashamed to admit it, but as soon as I reached New York City, I forgot all about Corey and how much I missed him. I'd always wanted to move here, but never thought I'd get the chance. There were people all around me, taking the city for granted, who very obviously already lived here, and soon I'd become one of those people. I had to walk from the station to my apartment, which was going to be a challenge, I'd have to somehow navigate my way to my building, but strangely, I didn't mind. New York City was so different to what I was used to, it was loud, very loud, and I was surrounded by huge buildings and yellow taxi cabs, I couldn't believe I was going to be living here. Eventually I managed to find my way to my building, it was a skyscraper, and my apartment was number 30, on the 17th floor. I waited for a moment before I opened the door, holding the key, taking everything in. I'd made it, I'd got myself a good job, and I was going to live in my dream city. There was only one thing missing, Corey.
Shut the fuck up! He's literally coming over here in 4 weeks time! Get over yourself and enjoy it!
I decided to listen to my extremely rude inner monologue, and opened the door to my new apartment. It was one of those furnished apartments, but only with the necessary items like couches, table and chairs, TV etc, and I still had a lot to do to make myself feel at home. Maybe it would take my mind off things until tomorrow, when I started at Ralph Lauren.
3 hours later I'd made zero progress, and was now sitting on the couch with a huge tub of ice cream with the mentality of "I'll do it later." I love procrastination...
Anyway, I was still sitting on the couch when the phone began to ring and I jumped up to go answer it. "Hello?"
"Y/n?!"
"Corey?!"
"Yeah it's me! How is it over there?"
"It's good! So far. Wait, how did you know what number to call?"
I could almost hear Corey rolling his eyes, "Y/n you gave me your home number before you left."
"Ohh yeah sorry, anyway you good?"
"Yeah I'm...I'm ok. I miss you and everything but I'm fine, it's just weird going home without you there." Corey laughed a little shakily, and I wished I could go right back to California and hug him. "Aw Corey I know, but it's ok! We'll call every day, and you'll be here soon."
"Mhm...hey you know the apartment opposite yours?"
"Yeah, the one up for sale?"
"Yeah, well Corey H said he's thinking about buying it, you can get a lot of acting jobs in New York City, and he's gonna miss us and everything."
"Oh that's great! That's really great, but didn't he have a movie lined up?"
"Cancelled it, or at least he will if he gets the apartment, then he'll come over here with me."
"I hope he gets it, anyway how's filming going?"
"Pretty well, uh I did find out that Samantha's been released though so..."
"WHAT?! How?! She's insane!"
"Yeah I don't know about anything that happened, I just got told that she's been released."
"Oh my God oh my God oh my God." I was admittedly panicking a little now, not for myself, but for Corey and Corey H. Samantha was much closer to them, and I wasn't there to know that they were both safe. "Corey, be careful ok?" I whispered.
"I'll be fine, it's ok Y/n." Corey tried to reassure me, "Anyway, I should go now. Bye, I love you."
"I love you too." I mumbled, before hanging up. Samantha was out, on the loose, and all I could do was hope that Corey H would get the apartment, that he and Corey would be able to move before anything happened to either of them, and that she'd never ever find us here.
So much for forgetting about things...
I sighed and lifted myself up from the couch, deciding that if I was just going to worry over Corey, I might as well finish unpacking.
(A/N: Well, my writing skills have gone downhill, anyway I hope you enjoyed this :) Stay cool and I'll see you next chapter!😘)
