The Decision.

Chapter Thirty-Four. (Last Chapter)

Song Of The Chapter: Today by Willamette Stone.

It is the day to make the decision, and I have no clue what to do. To stay here with my friends, family, and even some heartbreaking moments. Or, move away with Noah. Away from the memories that have me in pieces.

Noah has put my in a hard choice, and I am really considering moving away to Europe with him. With everything that has happened, I am thinking about it.

My eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, my head roaming around with thoughts. I sigh, before I push some of my hair back from my forehead. I sit up, before I grab my phone. I then decide to send Melissa a message.

Hey Melissa, it's me. I just wanted to say hi, I am leaving for Europe today and I wanted to say goodbye to you. . . .And, partly Scott. So yeah, see you soon. Love you loads xo

I take a breath, before I then put my phone down. I then push the covers off my legs, before I stand up. Standing up, I walk over to mirror, pushing a lock of my hair behind my ear, I then stare at my reflection.

My green eyes staring at me blankly, my pale skin, and my lips are cracked. I look like shit, and I don't need anyone to tell me differently. I sigh before I hear a knock on the door, opening the door, Noah is standing there. His blonde hair swept to the side, and both his hands in his pockets.

He gives me his goofy smile, before he walks past me and into my bedroom. Plopping himself on the bed, "Hey Gemma, I think you know why I'm here. Do you have the answer?" He asks' me, before breaking the eye contact.

I then stare at him, second's that go by, feels like hours. I take a deep breath, "I'm going to. . . ." I trail off, before glancing at him again. I swallow the lump that is placed in my throat. "I'll come with you. To Europe" I force myself to say.

He glances up, a big grin spread across his lips.

"Really?" He question's me, before I nod my head. "Thank you so much! I can't believe it, I love you Gemma Smith. You won't regret it, let's go out later on with your family and celebrate" He announces, before giving my cheek a kiss.

I force a smile on, "Sure, sound's great. Thank you Noah, and love you too. I better not regret it, other-wise I'll be flying back home" I joke with him.

It's not the fact that I have to force a smile on, I don't want him to feel guilty and stay behind just for my sake. I want him to be happy, not to be let down by a girl who doesn't even love him back.

He laughs as well, "No problem, and you won't regret it. I will tell your Mum and Dad the good news, by the way. We will be leaving for the airport at nine o'clock tonight. Better get packing" He replies, before turning and walking away from me.

What have I just done?

Shaking so many thoughts away, my phone vibrates. Rushing over to get it, I trip over my own feet and I am face-flat on the floor. My legs tangled in a duvet cover and my hair is covering my face, pushing some hair away from me I then stand up before regaining my balance.