𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐀 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐀

Delay

I run over to him and pull him aside into a corner, where no one can really see.

"What do you think you're doing?!" I ask, confused.

"Marlena seriously, don't leave me"

"Damiano, it's my fault this has happened. I should've never come and I should've trusted you. Let me go now. I'll be waiting" I tell him.

"No! Just stay with me! Why won't you?" He says irritated.

"You're on tour Damiano! I don't want to get in the way of this! It's a world tour! You need to focus on that, not on me! This is only because I care for you, you know how much I love you!"

"I can balance both though! I'd make time for you!" He says, taking my hands in his.

"When? You'd be rehearsing when you're not performing and everyone would be partying after. I don't want to get in the way" I tell him, dropping my hands back down to my side.

"Marlena please, I don't want us to drift"

"Just call me this time!"

"No! I want you to come with me!" He begs again.

"This is the last call to the flight to Italy! Please board the plane" the airport speaker booms again.

"That's me" I say.

"No, don't go, please"

"I've got to. I have things to get back to. And so do you!" I tell him.

Of course I want to be with him. Obviously. But I've messed up by coming in the first place. I think it's best I let him get on.

I pick my suitcase back up and begin to walk back to the checkin desk.

But Damiano grabs my arm and pulls me around. He puts his hand behind my neck, pulling my head towards him. We share a passionate kiss. I have to thought but to kiss him back. I put my hands around his shoulders, kissing him.

Eventually it breaks.

"Please stay with me" he pleads, his arms now around my waist.

"Damiano... we left each other once, we can do it again. WITH calling this time"

"I don't get why you can't just stay?!"

"I don't know why you can't just let me go!"

"Because I fucking love you!" He shouts, making me freeze while trying to gather my suitcase for what felt like the tenth time.

"I love you too" I say.

I run forward and hug him tightly. He grips on to me tighter than I've ever felt him before. 

"But I do have to go. I'm only a call away. Your tour will be so much more fun without me!"

"It won't! I only want you"

"And I'm all yours" I say, kissing him once more before finally returning to the checkin. I hand my suitcase in and walk up the escalators.

I get to the top and turn around. I see Damiano stood there at the bottom, looking upset.

It breaks me to see him sad. I just want him to be happy on tour.

I blow a kiss to him before walking out of sight.

I travel through the airport, until I finally find my gate.

"Hi! Can I see your boarding pass?" The lady asks.

"Yes here"

I pull it out my pocket.

"Ma'am, the flight on your ticket took off about 5 minutes ago" She says as she reads the writing.

For fucks sake.

"So I've missed it?" I say, worried.

"Yes, sorry" she says, handing the ticket back to me.

What am I going to do now?