His Assistant

Back to normal.

I woke up to the light shining through the window, i felt Chris' arms draped around my waist, my head against his chest, for a while I just stayed there listening to his heart beat, the sound as he breath in and out, it was the last few hours before we go back home and to be honest I was going to miss us like this. We lived together, we worked together but I would never get to see him or feel this way again, I couldn't help but think what if we never stopped what if we stayed this way, I shook the thought out of my head knowing how complicated things might get.

I crawled away from Chris' grasp, it was best to start getting things back to normal from now, before we even reach home, I took a shower and got changed, I packed up the rest of clothes and shoes that Chris had bought me, a smile came across my face as each piece of clothes told a story from the past few days, a tear started rolling down my cheek, I quickly wiped it away when I hear Chris shifting in the bed, I packed everything into a duffel bag that we had bought,

Chris: "what are you doing up so early?"

He said in a slow raspy voice, that I slowly fell for even before the cruise,

Y/n: "just getting ready.."

I could hear him coming off the bed, his foot steps getting closer and closer, his arms wrapped around my waist once again, his chin on my shoulder, placing a kiss on the side of my head,

Chris: "morning.."

My brain said no, that we needed to end it and get back to normal but my body couldn't resist his touch so I just stood there, not even saying a word,

Chris: "what's wrong?"

That's the thing with Chris, he knew exactly when something was wrong, everytime I thought about work or us, he could sense it, one thing I loved about him, wait no, I don't love anything I like things about him, stop y/n get yourself together, I jumped when I realized Chris was in front of me with a concerned look on his face.

Y/n: "I just....this is it..."

I looked down, I didn't want to bring it up I didn't want to seem desperate, I couldn't couldn't shake the thought of us anymore,

Chris: "I know but...we can't.."

His head was now against mine, I nodded knowing we were too complicated for each other, I pulled away from his grip, as I began to walk out of the room tears rolled down my cheek, he grabbed my arm trying to pull me back but I knew if I looked at him, I would be back to square one it was best to just leave it, I yanked my arm away and walked out of the room.

I walked onto the deck, I stayed there For a while just in my thoughts, Chris didn't come after me which was kinda of a relief, we just needed the distance, I pushed my phone in my back pocket when I heard the announcement that we were docking soon. I reached our room and opened it quietly, I saw Chris sitting on the edge of the bed, he was ready and just on his phone, he didn't say a word,

Chris: "can we talk?"

He looked up at me and I just nodded,

Chris: "these past few days...was...a mistake and I'm sorry that I led you to believe anything else....I didn't think you'd want anything more and..."

Every word that fell from his mouth stabbed into my heart, sending it in deeper and deeper, I cut him off before he said any worst,

Y/n: "of course...I didn't want anything else...it was just....meaningless sex...nothing more...."

I emphasized every word with a smile on my face, I grabbed my bags, making my way to the door,

Y/n: "we're docking...your car will be waiting.."

Chris: "you're not coming home?

He grabbed his things following behind me, I tried to make up and excuse as quick as possible,

Y/n: "I have some stuff to take care of...I'll be home late..."

We made our way out, he walked first and I just looked into the room for a bit before walking away, leaving all our memories in that room. We waited for a while before leaving the boat, we didn't say a word to each other, i looked at him as he got into the car, I sighed then called an Uber to pick me up.

I got in and gave the driver directions to the one place that I could think about, the one place I needed right now.

I knocked on the door, tears streaming down my face, the door swung open, as soon as he saw my face he pulled me into a hug,

"I told you never fall for an actor.."

He held onto me tightly,

Y/n: "I'm sorry Uncle rob.."