The sun shone through the window and into my face, I screwed my nose up and squinted my eyes, I then began to do my usual morning stretch, what the hell, I reached my hand around the bed that I assumed was empty and felt another person's hand, who the hell?
I sat up and leaned over the body next to me, Jaime? He was still here, I don't even remember falling asleep, I thought he would of left. He most probably felt the presence of me shading the light over him and slowly opened one eye, "Whats up?" he asked in a very sleepy voice. "I just forgot you slept here last night" I lied. I kept going back in my head, asking myself what happened with Jaime last night and the kiss? I dismissed the thought and casually jumped up from bed, where are the others? I grabbed my phone off the table next to the bed and dialled Alan, it rang for a few times until I heard a very tired "Hello?" it sounded like he was outside, "Where did you go last night?" all I remembered is he didn't come back to the hotel with me.
"Yeah, I woke up early in the morning outside the club, like 4ish, and now I'm just walking back to the hotel after picking up a McDonalds breakfast for everyone, where are you?" after he said that, I really wanted a Mcdonalds breakfast all of a sudden, but I had a bigger problem to sort at the moment, "Well, im at the hotel so ill see you in a bit, I love you" i waited for him to reply, I heard the end of a yawn and then "I love you too" then I hung up.
"Right, Jaime, it's a bit of an awkward question but did we kiss last night?" I was convinced we did, but I wanted to be wrong. "Erm, we only kissed a couple of times, nothing serious, why?" he looked at me, the most innocent face. It obviously didn't mean much to him, so I didn't let it bother me, "Well, could we not say anything to the others, it wasn't anything serious right?" I said to him putting my arm around his neck and waiting for his reply. "No," and he gave a little laugh, it made me feel a little stupid, "We're like practically best friends, I would never let anything like that ruin it" he smiled at me and then walked to the bathroom, I didn't personally class us as best friends, but it was kind of cute so I just went along with it.
Alan came through the door along with Vic and Austin, his eyes nearly popped out his head when he saw me, he sprinted over and jumped on me, pushing me back on the bed and kissing me, I cuddled him and kissed him back, he finally let me sit up and I ran over to Vic and he was always so nice with his hugs. "I'm so glad you're both okay, I have no idea where everyone else is apart from Rihanna, Stacey, Austin and Jaime" then Jaime walked out of the bathroom, Alan and him high fived and Jaime sat in front of the tv and started watching 'kerrang'. I'm so glad he didn't say anything about the kisses we had shared.
That night we all decided we would all go out for a big birthday meal, I felt so spoilt, no one has ever treated me like this just for my birthday, even my own parents. We all went for the biggest carvery dinner I have ever had. It was delicious. After a few more days of shopping, sitting watching movies, a couple of drinks at a pub and some bowling antics, we had to get going for our flight back to Calafornia. I would miss England and how many memories it held but I also couldn't wait to get home.
Over the last few days in England I have also managed to bond with my brother a lot. Also weirdly me and Jaime were a lot closer, I mean I know he said we were "best friends" but it still felt like more than that, maybe it was just that kiss, either way I wouldn't dare say anything to Alan, but it was still bugging me.
Back on the plane again, the arrangement was different this time, I still sat with Alan, but Jaime was in the seat next to me across the small corridor now, he didn't stop looking at me. Everytime I caught him looking he would notice and look away or smile awkwardly, what was his problem? The corridor in-between us was smaller than I realized, Jaime's hand kept 'accidentally' as he says, knocking into mine, it was awkward, I admit.
Alan fell asleep, again, I can tell that long journeys arent for him, he would rather just sleep it off. I spent the majority of the journey home just staring at him, creepy I know, but he was perfect, from the colour of his hair, to the shoes he wore on his feet, everything was..perfect. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened at the club, why wouldn't the thought of Jaime's kiss get out of my head. I know it meant nothing to him, but I couldn't stop thinking about it, its haunting my mind, maybe I just needed to talk to him about feelings, or tell Alan, wait was I crazy, I could never do that.
By the time we were outside the airport back home, it was pretty late and we were all so tired, we decided to call it an early night. Me and Alan headed back to ours and we made hot chocolate,we drank it whilst watching 101 Dalmatians, were such children I know.
