Closure (BxB) [sequel to SAS] *ON HIATUS*

Chapter thirty-four:

Brian's POV:
Olivia is a psychopath.

She woke us up at 6 AM, so we could arrive early at the Eiffel tower so she could take a hundred more pictures without any people in the background.

"Come on Olivia! I'm freezing!" Fred sighed. The poor dude has become her private photographer this vacation, I mean if you can even call this a vacation for him. What a life.

"Hush! Just one more pose and we're done!!!" she said, and she changed the position of her right hand slightly.

What joke.

Oh, did I mention she exchanged three freaking outfits!? With different heels and bags!!! This is mental!!!

"I still don't get why Zach and I are here too," I said.

"to moral-support Fred, now shut up and don't ruin my pictures!" she said.

Man, this is bullshit. Thank God I don't need to date girls anymore.

It took her approximately an hour and a half to take over 250 pictures with four different outfits, thankfully because:

A. I was hungry as fuck B. people started to show up C. it was hot D. all of the above.
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Olivia was kind enough to take us to a nearby café, where we'd had an amazing breakfast.

Why does everything taste better? Is it because we're on vacation or is it because everything is freshly made? Whatever, I'm living for it.

Fred almost has a heart attack when Olivia said we need to go back to the Eiffel tower because she bought tickets so we could check the view from above.

Thankfully we were crowded in an elevator with a bunch of other strangers, so Fred couldn't take a photo of her alone even if he wanted, which I'm sure he didn't or never will want to.

After that, we went to the louver, which was amazing. Art is fucking sick bro. like can you imagine people actually painted and sculpted those stuff??? With their bare hands??? Like, sometimes it took them several years to finish it!!! What the hell!!! So talented!

We had a late lunch right after we were done with our tour, and then Olivia wanted to go shopping.

I didn't refuse because:

A. she's paying for everything B. it is inside an air-conditioned place without any natural sunlight C. I could finally seat and get some rest D. all of the above.

What a mistake.

I'm never going shopping with Olivia ever again.

Poor Fred, is this what he's going through every time? How can he live like that!?

Olivia was debating in the past half hour between two beige Chanel bags.

"it's not beige, dumbass, this one is Crème, and the other is off-white!" she said while waving both bags at me.

So, as I was saying, two beige bags.

After about fifteen minutes later she finally got a decision.

She bought both, obviously.

"I think the Crème one is classier, old fashion definitely suits for a special dinner, the off-white one is a little basic, so it will be a great bag to carry on the daily" Olivia explained to Fred, who nodded in a serious face.

Seriously, thank fucking god I'm not dating girls anymore.
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After what was probably my best dinner ever, Olivia said she want to so shop for a spaghetti bag (???) - at that point, I realized there was no way I'm going through this bullshit again, so Zach and I decided to drive to his new place and place some stuff over there.

I mean, Zach offered, and I agreed. It's a great idea to have some time alone with him finally.

"Thank you for allowing me to accomplish my dream," he said as he began to organize his clothes.

"of course, you deserve it. Besides, I know you'd do the same". I replied.

I sighed in heart, am I being dramatic about this whole trip? I mean he would do the same.

He said it, if I needed to go to some imaginary football camp for six months he'd support it, he'd support every step I'd want to take.

So why can I feel the same?

I don't know how much time I was wondering to myself; all I know is that I almost got a heart attack when I turned around to see Zach just blatantly staring at me.

"What?" I asked surprised, my heart was beating like crazy.

"I've been calling you for five minutes, in three of them, I was standing just here. What's with you?" he asked.

"Nothing, just wondering".

"About?"

"Nothing let's just drop it and go back to the hotel". I'd tried to avoid that awkward conversation.
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Finally, bedtime.

I was tired. Physically and mentally.

I sighed as I turned the lights out.

Zach was lying in bed before I got in, so I assumed he was asleep already.

I assumed wrong.

"So, what's wrong with you?" he whispered.

"I thought I've told you to drop it". I said.

"you're my boyfriend, I don't want to drop it. I care about you". He replied.

"it's nothing".

"And yet it lives in your head rent-free".

"Zach, drop it. I'm worried for you, you're going to stay in a foreign county for half a year, all alone, for fuck sakes they don't even like to speak English in here!" I said.

It took him a couple of seconds to say something. maybe he wasn't buying it?

"Babe don't worry for me, I'm gonna do just great!" he gave me a reassuring kiss.

"I'm sure you will, babe," I said with an unnoticeable smile.

But it wasn't the entire truth.

As much as I was worried for him, I was worried for myself.

Like I'm sure he's gonna do great without me,

But I can't say the same.

And that's what eats me up.

Why can't I stop being so jealous of my boyfriend? Why can't I genuinely be happy for him? I had a restless night that night.

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A/N:  uhhhhh hey! so first of all I'm sorry for the short chapter.

I really wanted to post something since I left you for a long half a year without an update :(

I think I'll edit the general title and add a hiatus, sorry guys. 2nd year of uni is a bitch.

did I even tell you I got back to work? I might, anyway, it's crazy busy, people can't stop travel these days.

anyway, I'm sorry for taking so long, but my life is legit hectic! I rarely have free time...

for example, it's almost 2 AM and I need to get up at 8:30 to school (yes, in Israel we do study on Sundays). but I couldn't go to sleep without finish-up writing and posting :')

so thank you again for all your kind messages, I'm not sure when I'll be able to post again (hopefully not only six months from now), so this story is on hiatus from now on.

I wish you a great time, till we meet again. stay safe!

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xoxo