2 months later:
I run upstairs after an argument with my mom. I sit in bed, tears running down my cheeks. I pick up my phone, texting cristina.Me: hey.. you wanna hang out?
Cris: sorry.. at owen's
Me: okI sigh. I decide to text izzie instead.
Me: hey, wanna hang out?
Izzie: soz I'm with Alex
Me: okayI sob, putting my phone down. I just feel like absolute crap. I feel like I have no one right now. I just feel so alone. I pick up my laptop and look online for tickets to London.
I pack a bag and go downstairs. "Mom I'm sleeping over at a friend's house" I say. "Whatever.. just text me when you're coming home" she says. "Okay" I sigh. She doesn't care.. what a surprise.
I grab my suitcase and leave. I get in a cab and it drives me to the airport where I get on the plane and go to London.
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I arrive there pretty exhausted but so excited to see him. I haven't even told him I'm coming but I'm sure he'd like the surprise.
I get a taxi to his apartment. I take a breath before knocking on his door. It opens. He looks at me shocked. He's in his pyjamas. I must've woke him up. It is 2am "Hey" I say.
"Meredith" he hugs me tight. I smile, wrapping my arms around him. "You're here" he whispers.
We pull away slowly. "Is that okay?" I ask. "Definitely" he says. I smile. He carries my bag inside and I walk in after him.
I sit on his bed. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?" He asks. "I just.. I missed you" I say. "Mer" he says. I look down.
"What is it?" He whispers. "I just- I feel really alone.. me and my mom are fighting a lot.. all of my friends are annoyed with me at the moment.. I-" I stop, tearing up.
"Hey.. it's okay" he whispers, wrapping his arms around me. I push my face into his shoulder.
He pulls away slowly. He puts his hands on my cheeks. "I'm always here for you" he says. "I'm sorry for just coming here unannounced.. I just really needed to see you" I say.
"You're always welcome here" he says. "Thankyou" I whisper. "Are you okay?" He asks. I nod. He wipes my tears with his thumbs.
We look into eachothers eyes. He kisses me deeply. I put my hands on his cheeks, kissing him back. I wrap my arms around his neck.
We pull away slowly. I sniffle, more tears running down my cheeks. "You want my shirt?" He asks. "Yes please" I nod. He pulls off his pyjama top. I pull off my clothes and put on his shirt instead.
We climb under the covers next to eachother. I wrap my arms around him, cuddling my face into his chest. I cry quietly into it. He strokes my hair gently.
"Its okay" he whispers. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer. I sob quietly into his chest.
He runs his fingers through my hair, trying to calm me down. I eventually cry myself to sleep in his arms.