When We're Older | Chris Collins

Chapter 30

I cant believe this is the last chapter omg

This one is extra long just for you guys! Its almost sort of like an epilogue but I didn't want to lable it as one considering I wanted to make this book an even 30 chapters.

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Enjoy!

Chris' pov

A tear lands on the screen of my phone. I slide through all the pictures that me and Montana have taken. I can't believe she waited to tell me this long. After I gave her the promise ring, she didn't even say anything.

I told her to keep it because I still have faith that she'll be back. If she isn't then I really won't know what to do. I feel like I've just lost control of my emotions. These past two days have been the worst of my life. I've been in bed watching sad movies, eating and cuddling in my blankets. Typical teenage girl breakup stuff. Even though I'm a boy. It's not weird.

Montana is at the airport. I was going to go see her off but decided that would be even worse for my emotions. It's no use anyways, we're not together anymore. She probably doesn't even want to see me.

She is the best thing that's ever happened to me and I can't take her leaving. I told her I loved her. But I guess if you love someone you have to let them go. If this is what will make her happy then so be it. Even if it does mean my emotions are a wreck and I'm crying all day like a baby.

"Chris, come on. You haven't gotten out of bed in two days. You need to shower. It smells like a locker room in here." Karisma says opening the door then leaving.

She left the door open. Darn Karisma.

I get out of bed slipping on Pokémon slippers and shuffle to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and my hair is a wreck, sticking up in every direction. Not just one, but every.

I bring my hand up to my mouth breathing then smelling. Ugh. I grab my toothbrush and toothpaste out of the cabinet by the mirror and brush my teeth, getting rid of the disgusting taste in my mouth. After that I strip my clothes off and hop in the shower washing my hair and my body. The warm water feels good and relaxes my muscles.

After I'm dressed I walk downstairs to eat something.

"Finally, I was beginning to worry about you." My mom wraps her arm around my shoulder. I start to get emotional again and my mom chuckles. "Awe, honey it's okay. I know break ups are hard." She kisses my forehead. I wipe a few tears that escaped off of my cheek. "Are you gonna go to the airport?" She asks me and I quickly shake my head.

"Why not?"

I sigh and sit down on the barstool by the counter. Mom rests her elbows on the counter. "Well, I just don't think it's the best idea." I tell her. "If it were me, I'd want you there. I would be sad if you didn't show. It'd make me feel like you didn't care anymore." She explains. I raise my left eyebrow. "Really?"

She nods softly, closing her eyes.

"I should go then, shouldn't I?" She doesn't say anything but the smile on her face says yes. I rush to the front door slipping on my white converse and running to my truck. I grab the keys out of my pocket putting them in the ignition and driving straight to the airport.

10:23 A.M.

Crap. Her plane leaves in seven minutes. I park my car and run inside after locking it. Looking everywhere, Montana is no where in sight.

I scurry over to the secretary and she gives me a confused look. "May I help you?" She asks. "Yeah, where is the flight boarding to Florida?" I rush. "It's over there," she points to a line of people going through metal detectors, "but sir you can't go over there without a ticket." Instead of abiding by the rule I run over to the line hearing her yell, "Security!" I ignore it and my eyes scan the whole line for Montana.