Chapter 26 (Bruno)

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November 2nd, 2010

Well, today is the day. My Philly vacation has come to an end. Well, I guess I should also be happy since something, or should I say, someone, good came out of it. I'm lovingly thinking about Amber as I begin to pack the remaining elements of my things in my suitcase in my bedroom. I mentally go through everything I need and make sure I have everything, until I zip everything up and begin to walk the suitcases over to the living room.

I'm still comprehending what happened between Amber and I. I can't believe we finally admitted our feelings to each other, on top of that even getting to show our affection for each other. That kiss I had with her was a kiss I've never experienced with any other woman. That passionate, sultry feeling was something that can be experienced between any two people, but it's the underlying emotional aspect that I felt beneath that with Amber; a kind of chemistry and gravitational pull that just led me to her; that led her to me as well.

I spent the last three days with her, just so I can enjoy her before I leave. From visiting her at the cafe to doing our classic nighttime walks, we've just been feeling so magnetic towards each other, in addition to feeling so relieved that our feelings have been brought to light. I'm so very thankful for all the memories we shared during our trip, so I can always have not only her, but our memories to look back upon. The next time we'll be seeing each other is New Years Eve, which is around two months from now. In a way, I am kinda looking forward to going back to LA since I'll get to see my family and friends again, on top of that advance my music career, but my heart is definitely here in Philly.

Amber told me that she would come to my apartment at around 9:00 AM in order to say goodbye, since I'm supposed to be at the airport by 11:00 AM, since it's a domestic flight. Uncle Juan is driving me there. I walk over to my balcony, wanting to admire the beautiful view of the city that stole my heart before I wouldn't see it again for a couple months.

I play my guitar for a bit and continue to write the song I've called Treasure, adding some more lyrics:

Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl

You should be smiling

A girl like you should never look so blue

You're everything I see in my dreams

I wouldn't say that to you if it wasn't true

I'm glad that I've been starting to write my new album. It's good that I stay on top of it so I don't get rusty with songwriting, in addition to the fact that it's good for my music career. Hey, maybe I could even surprise some of my fans at my next concert with a sneak peek of my next album. I then stop playing and put my guitar in its case. Time passes, and I decide to text Amber to let her know that I'll be going over to her apartment to say goodbye. I decided to go to her apartment building since my Uncle Juan is there as well, and it'd be easier for me to just go there and hang until Uncle Juan could take me to the airport.

Me:

Hey, Amber, can I come over now?

Amber:

Hey, Amber! Yes, of course.

Me:
See you soon!

I frown as I realize this is the last time I'll see her for a while. Nevertheless, I'm glad that we at least get to say goodbye. I look around and say goodbye to my Philly apartment. For now.

I go downstairs and the bell hopper puts all my suitcases on racks, with a taxi bringing me over to Liberty Bell Apartments, my suitcases being transported into the building being watched under security where they'll stay before I leave. I then go to the elevator up to Amber's apartment, where she opens the door and greets me with a sad smile, the necklace I gave her cuddling her neck. We walk over to the couch as we hold each other for a bit, the atmosphere immediately catching the sentiment of sadness as we repeatedly tell each other that we will see each other again, and how thankful we are that we were actually able to admit our feelings right before I left, that way we both know what our future holds for us. Although we're not officially together yet, I'd like to take it slow.

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