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"And when I think of there, I can't help but think of you

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"And when I think of there, I can't help but think of you."

|Theodore Abbott |

I think it's safe to say that I am very much a creep right now. A creep who is regretting his whole damn life.

Nova is sleeping soundly on my shoulder, breathing softly. Her hair falls over her eyes gently and I take my hand to remove it.

Its 10pm right now and we have an hour left to land in Prague. The staff just handed us dinner before we land.

So, I have to wake Nova up.

Before I did that, I took the time to regret my decisions about kissing Serena, I was drunk. And angry.

That was an excuse, but the point is... well, if Nova treated me any differently it definitely ain't my place to ask about it even.

Before I could wake her up, she stirs and lifts her head. I'm stunned by how adorable she seems as she looks around, rubbing her eyes.

"Shit." Nova looks at me, "I didn't mean to do that, I'm sorry." What I hated more than the apology was the strain in her voice.

Something holding her back, or she's the one holding back.

"No, its alright. I don't mind, I was uh wanting to wake you up anyway." I chuckle nervously, "Dinner has arrived." Gesturing in front of her.

"Thanks."

The next one hour was the most excruciating hour of my life.

Prague was beautiful. And all I saw was the views from the bus, basically not much.

When we arrived at the really fancy hotel, me and a few other guys from the football team decided to get drinks. Honestly, even I don't know why.

Upon arriving to my room, I see that I have a roommate, though he is not here.

The room was large, it looked extremely comfortable for 4 people to stay in. Two large beds, a television opposite them, a balcony overlooking the city.

It was beautiful.

Some suitcases were neatly kept on the other side of the room, few things scattered here and there.

My eye lands on something on the bedside table.

Wait.

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