There was a knock on my hotel room door. Originally, Kara and I had planned on sharing a room together, but upon arriving at the hotel, we decided otherwise just in case Q and I needed time alone to talk. Which we did need, but I just think that was just an excuse so she could go as wild as she had planned. I figured that it would just be Kara knocking considering she was only next door, maybe she had forgotten to tell me something, or I had taken one of her bags by mistake.
"Come in!" I yelled, pulling clothes out of my suitcase that was laid on my bed so that I could hang them up. After hearing the door open and the latch click shut behind them, I began talking without turning my back. "So what'd you forget?" I laughed to myself.
"Huh?" A voice came from behind me. And it definitely wasn't Kara. I spun around on my heel to face the person standing behind me.
"How'd you know what room I was in?" I smiled as Q stood before me smirking. It was so good to see him smiling again. Every part of me that felt angry before had flown completely out of the window. I loved this guy, I couldn't help but light up around him, no matter how crummy things had been.
"I bumped into Kara in the hall." He pointed towards the door.
"Ah, I see" I tried to hide the smile by looking down, organizing the rest of my clothes. I didn't want him to see me seeping with happiness to see him. I didn't want him to forget the elephant in the room completely, it was very much still there. But there was no way our first greeting would be pushed to be so serious and deep within the first five minutes of being in Miami, and to make him feel like he had to run away again. Maybe I liked the fact that we could be the normal pairing that we once were a few weeks prior, no matter how selfish that sounded. I just kept the thought in my head that he wouldn't be here - and smiling at that - if he was going to unleash a pool of bad thoughts onto me at some point.
"So is that all I get? No hug or.." He held his arms open, stepping one foot forward as if to usher me to make the rest of the way. Almost like he was hesitant on going in for a hug completely in case I would knock him back. I walked the rest of the distance between us, snaking my arms around his back, him wrapping his over my shoulders as I rested my head on his chest.
There were no words shared between us, just the warm embrace of the others arms. The way he held me spoke for itself entirely. I already knew that I had missed him completely, and his tight yet soft grip that he had on me told me that he felt the same way.
Pulling away, he looked at me in a way that he had never looked at me before. I couldn't quite put my finger on how it looked, but I didn't get a bad vibe from it. It was kind of like he was thinking hard about something, but his mind just couldn't figure out a way to express it. Or maybe he knew, but just wasn't ready to express it. Either way, I couldn't place it.
"How was the cruise?" I asked, sitting down at the end of the bed.
"It was good." He replied, sitting down next to me. "I tried to get in touch with you a couple of times to see how you were, but the reception was so damn bad. And the one time that I did get through, your phone was off. So I rang your landline...but then you were out. I was almost starting to think that you were avoiding me" he chuckled to make it sound clear that he was joking.
"Well if I was avoiding you, I'm not doing a very good job right now." I replied, pointing him up and down, sitting on my bed.
He forced a laugh, but the same look came back onto his face. The room now falling quiet.
"So.. How've you been?" He asked, saving us both from the looming awkward silence.
"I've been good. Little crazy but nothing new there." He chuckled awkwardly. "Okay..seriously, what's wrong? All the awkward forced laughing and the quiet moments in between? It's not like you at all." I turned to look at him.
