It's a love/hate Relationship (sequel) After Amnesia

68. Sweet goodbyes

Mickey's P.O.V

I finished my suitcases, Luke kinda just sat there quietly with no expression in his face. I could feel he was seriously holding back his true emotions but better he do that then we both become emotional wrecks. I jump in the bed next to him interlocking our hands.
"Whatcha thinking about"
"Nothing really.."
"Okay, what are you not thinking about?" He chuckled.
"I'm not thinking about how much I'm gonna miss you"
"Luke, I'm serious. All you have to say is don't go and I won't go! I'll stay here with you no problem."
"No! I'm fine, in fact I want you to go. If you don't I'll just be angry that you didn't and you need to protect C!"
"Are you sure"
"I'm sure"
"It's a month and two weeks"
"And Skype has always been available"
"Okay then, I guess tomorrow I'm flying up to Europe" he turn out the lamp, as he pulled me closer to him we lied down, his arm around my back as my head rested on his chest, his hands softly stroking at my hair.
"Your gonna love it M, the food...the People..the culture..don't get me started on the shopping." He chuckled.
"I'm happy for you, and I know when you come back, your gonna tell me all about it. And your bringing me home a painting!" He said kissing my cheek.
"I love you so much Mitchie" I felt his grip on me tighten.
"Remember that when a cute Italian waiter hits on you- remember your mine" he sniffled.
"I love you too Lucas, so much. Trust me, I would never forget that."
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We all are breakfast together. I said bye to Mikey, Niall and Ash. It was sad but I knew they would be okay. The whole drive to the airport Luke was silent. It was an hour drive and he said nothing at all, he just sat there every two minutes his grip on my hand tightening. Harry wouldn't stop going over rules for Caitlyn to follow the whole ride. Luckily he drilled Breakfast recipes into our heads. We pulled up to the airport, it was very windy and cold as we pulled in all the luggage into the train that delivered it to the airplane. My carry on bag kept Beeping in the metal detector so we were there for a solid 25 minutes. Finally we got our tickets checked in and were all set and ready to go. Harry had his 'nobody is gonna see my cry' sun glasses on. We drank some airport Starbucks and sat waiting for our flight to be called.
"Cailtyn, it's not too late to come home"
He sniffled.
"Do you think so?" She laughed as she caressed his face.
"Okay Harry, you already know to walk caramel everyday, I'm leaving you in charge of laundry and you can NOT keep leaving our blow dryer plugged in!" Caitlyn nagged.
"Got it mom" he teased.
"Luke, are you okay. You haven't said a word in a solid two hours"
"Yeah I-I'm fine" his voice slightly cracked on 'fine'.
"Luke..remember what I told you."
"Your going end up discussion." He said blankly without expression.
"Okay, well I love you" he breathed out heavily.
"I love you too" he said looking away to the ground. He placed a super quick kiss on my cheek as returned to his stiff motion. Harry looked at me confused and I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Calling 3 o'clock flight to Italy, passengers for the 3 o'clock flight to Italy please proceed to boarding area"
My stomach knotted Up, the realty of everything suddenly slapped me in the face. Tears welding up in my eyes I couldn't bring myself to move. I look over to Caitlyn and Harry. He grabbed her face as tears slid down his cheeks.
"You call me..every night. Every single night Caityn" he said engulfing we in a giant hug.
"And you!" He said looking over to me.
"Please I beg of you do not go NEAR any clubs in Milan!" He said engulfing me in a giant hug.
"You gotta go" he said looking Caitlyn.
"So I'll see you tomorrow?" He chuckled as a whimper escaped his mouth.
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. I love you so much" she said starting to sob.
"Don't cry, please please don't cry C" he said kissing her repetitively.
"I'll be home before you know it."
"Your gonna have a great time! I'm so happy for you." He swept her into a kiss until they pulled apart, her finger lightly bopping his nose.
"I love you styles"
"I love you Horan"
"walk me to the gate..I'll meet you there Mickey okay?" They walked away hand in hand leaving us alone.

"3 o'clock flight to Italy! Calling 3 o'clock flight to Italy!" Luke stood up kissed my forehead and hades over my bag.
"Bye Mickey" he said looking to the floor as he began to walk away.
"That's it? Bye Mickey? Oh okay, well then bye Luke see you in 6 weeks." He Stopped turning around walking towards me.
"Please...please don't make me say goodbye to you...it's too damn hard" he said finally letting the tears stream down his face.
"Luke, this isn't easy for me either. Knowing the reason you are sad because of me is killing me."
"Mickey" he said grabbing my hands.
"I'm gonna miss your soft hands...but those hands have so much to go explore okay? So your gonna get on that plane and be happy about it."
"Calling last boarding passengers"
"I need to go.. I love you"
"I love you too..." I grabbed my bag and slowly leaned in, taking in his scent as I kissed his cheek.
"Don't be a stranger Hemmings" the tears clouding my vision as I walk towards me flight, suddenly I hear light running toward me, an arm pulling me as they turn me around, familiar lips colliding into mine. Luke firmly grips onto my lower back as his hands slowly rise up caressing my cheeks, he cried into the kiss, his lips passionately yet gently caressing mine as we pull apart into a hug.
"I don't care anymore I already miss you. Don't go. Please please don't leave me" he said placing kisses all over along my cheeks, my nose, my lips.
"I can't be away from you that long"
"Last call for flight 3 o'clock to Italy" he placed one last kiss on my lips as his hands gents pulled away from mine.
"I love you" he mouthed as he grew smaller and smaller from my sight.