8. Goodbye New York

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It was the last day in new york. Half of the friend group had traveled back home or to other places for work events. Now there was only Bash, Yaz, Roni, and Kit left.

Roni and Kit had hardly spoken since they went out to dinner.

Roni's pov

My flight leaves in 5 hours. I was adamant that i was going to tell Kit how i felt before going home. We all were sitting at a small diner getting lunch. A few fans came up to ask for pictures with my friends and of course asked me to take it for them.

I was sitting next to yaz with bash and kit sitting across from us. "if i had to choose between Ryan Reynolds and Channing Tatum i'd had to go with Ryan" yaz says replying to a question bash had asked. "oh Ryan is the obvious choice" i chyme in. "uhm no way it's definitely Channing for me" bash says. yaz swings her hand to her chest dramatically looking offended "you're joking right" "no i'm not i've been obsessed with channing for forever" bash says defending himself.

We finish eating and go to a few vintage stores and it's about time to get going to the airport. While Everyone was paying for some things they picked out you go outside to get some air.

"Hey" i turn to see Kit smiling at you. "Hey what's up?" "Uhm i wanted to talk to you about something" "okay..."

I suddenly get nervous thinking maybe this trip has changed his opinion of me. Maybe he doesn't like me. Maybe i shouldn't tell him how i feel.

He steps forward. So close the Front of our shoes almost touch.
He finally says "i've been talking to yaz and bash...they told me i should tell you how i feel" i almost stop breathing "oh...well, how do you feel?" He gets nervous and Slightly laughs. "I like you Roni...I didn't know how you felt so i didn't say anything but then Yaz told me that i should tell you and kept pushing it and you being best friends and all i was hoping she knew something i didn-"  i interrupt him "Kit...i like you too. I was planning to tell you when we went out to dinner but i couldn't do it. Then I was going to tell you when we got back to the hotel but i know i would've chickened out" he laughs letting out a sigh of relief. "Well what do we do with this information" And just then our friends with impeccable timing walk out.

Yaz grabs you pulling me away not noticing the important conversation i was just having.

"Look at the cute skirt i just found" she says "it's so cute yaz but uhm...Kit just told me he liked me" she stops in her tracks "WHAT OMG" she screams for all of new york to hear. I quickly grab her mouth shushing her. "SHHH yaz be quiet" "what did he say, what did you say, are you together" "no yaz because you guys walked out right before we could figure that out" "oh my bad" "no it's okay i just need to figure out how to talk to him alone without being obvious to bash
or-"

yaz doesn't even let me finish talking she walks up to bash linking arms with him walking in front of me leaving a very confused Sebastian croft.

Kit catches up to me and we continue walking together. No one says anything for a few minutes until I finally speak up.

"I don't think i'm ready for a labeled relationship yet. I know it's weird but my last relationship was messy and i don't trust well so i just need to know you're into this before we go any further I'm sorry." he stops and turns to look at me "Roni, why are you sorry, if that's what you want i'm more than happy to do that. We can just say we're "talking" until you're ready" i smile. "that's sounds perfect, thank you, kit." "of course roni. i wasn't expecting to rush into anything, i just wanted you to know" i nod and continue our walk.

1 hour later
We're now at the airport in front of the security checkpoint saying goodbyes. I hug bash, then kit, and I get to yaz. "I don't want to say goodbye" i tear up "don't cry or i'll cry" yaz says also holding in a sob. We hug each other crying for at least a full two minutes. "okay okay i have to go yaz" "okay" I let go turning around and walking through security taking one last look at my friends.

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