It's Kinda Crazy Really [L.S.]

2.2

The 8th of August, 2021

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 Emma's POV

The summer went by rather quickly, but it was one of the best ones I've ever had. Throughout the summer we went to the beach, acted like fools, and just spent time together. For my birthday we went to Italy and stayed in their house there. It was an amazing experience and now I understand why they love Italy so much. It's such a beautiful country and there's no way to describe the culture and streets. It was like nothing I'd ever seen before. Growing up in a small-minded, old town, I didn't see many cultural things. I saw historic things, but not cultural. Living in England for the past few months and our trip to Italy really opened my eyes to the world. I can finally say that England is my home and that Itay is one of my favorite places in the world. 

Sadly, all of the fun and experiences have to come to an end.  I'm currently in the back seat of the Range Rover with Mum and Gemma while Harry and Louis occupy the front two seats. We're on the way to the airport and I can tell that Harry is driving as slow as he possibly can. I have my head resting on my mum's shoulder while she holds me close. We all got used to the idea of me being around all the time, none of us are prepared for me to get back on that plane. The idea of going back to the states doesn't please me very much. I want to stay here, I don't want to go back. I don't have much waiting for me on the other side of the ocean. 

I sigh as we pull into the parking garage. I only have my carry-on and necessities with me. Since I packed mainly summer clothes, I decided to leave them here since I won't need them until I'm back here for good. I'm obviously bringing back the multi-seasonal articles of clothing with me. We make our way into the building in the early morning air. Taylor and I are taking the same flight back again, but we're leaving at four in the morning so not much attention is brought to my family. We meet up with Taylor and her family at the entrance for security. Taylor is a foreign exchange student, so he stays with a host family. We take some time to say goodbye before making our way through security.

The first person I say my goodbyes to is Louis. He hugs me tight, "Don't forget to text us when you land, your brother is going to be restless all day until you do. Take care of yourself, you can always call me if you need to. I'll take care of him while you're gone. It's only for nine months and you have Christmas so it'll be okay," he says while rubbing my back and I can't help but giggle. 

"He's your husband, you're supposed to take care of him," I retort sassily.

"Exactly," he agrees before letting me go so I can say goodbye to the rest of our family. I make my way to my stubborn sister who refuses to let me see her cry. She latches to me and I latch onto her in return. She sways us side to side while we hide our faces in each other's shoulders. 

"I miss you already," she barely whispers and I can only trust myself to nod. We stay like this for a few more moments before she pulls herself away and turs to go back out towards the car. Louis follows her out so she's not alone, leaving me, Harry, and Mum. My mum just looks at me with a longing gaze before I fall into her embrace. She just holds me and whispers into my ear that she'll see me soon. She backs up and then it's Harry's turn. He wraps his arms around my waist instead of my shoulders and pulls me up and close to his chest. I wrap my arms around his neck and my feet slightly dangle above the tile. 

"I'll be back before you know it, and then you'll be hauling my ass back here after graduation. Don't worry about me, I'll be okay," I assure him with my chin settled on my arms. I've been a lot better when it comes to my mental health and how I see myself. I'm a lot happier with how I look, but that also has to do with the fact that when I grew, the 'fat' evened out throughout my body. So, where I thought I was chunky or fatty, I'm pretty flat but very healthy. I've taken on a full, normal diet and it's nice to eat without my mind counting the calories. I've been a lot happier now that I've dealt with a lot of my baggage and problems.