*Shay's POV*
This was it. This was the day that Josh and the boys were leaving for three whole months. I found tears in my eyes when I woke up this morning, but I was too upset to wipe them away. I took a quick shower, the warm water blending with my cheeks. I stepped out and felt the cold air make goosebumps in my skin. I walked, well trudged, to the mirror and looked at myself.
My brown eyes were dark grey from tears, the color matching the dark bags under them. My nose and cheeks were flushed from so much crying. I walked to my room and used all my energy to pull on an outift. Since I didn't really care about what I was wearing, I pulled on my old ripped jeans, my old shorts jersey and my converse.
I began to brush my hair, facing the mirror, when I looked past my shoulder. On my night stand, layed my camera. The one Josh gave me. During his last few days, we managed to take loads more pictures, so I went to get them developed late last night. The box of photos layed on my bed, but I didn't hav the courage to open it. I couldn't bare the thought of Josh leaving...
I felt a cold rush of tears stream down my face. I shouldn't be crying this much. I needed to stay strong... But how could I if my other half was leaving? I wiped my tears slowly, watching my cheeks turn red again. I heard the slow sound of heavy tires hitting the gravel. I knew that the girls were here, but I doubt they were coming upstairs. They were all too heartbroken to bother me today.
I slowly walked to my living room, looking for a coat. It was already February, but it was a bit chilly. I looked through my coats, but one stood out among the rest. The one that Josh gave me. Before I pulled it out, I let my fingers graze the cold fabric. I remember how it felt hugging him, the way that cold fabric would envelope me so gently...
I felt a tear roll my cheek as I pulled the jacket off the hanger and pulled it over my shoulders. It was big for me, but I didn't care. I walked to the elevator and slowly felt as it made its way to the lobby. Everyone there must have known that Josh was leaving because no words were said to me. I was just met with a sad face and a smile here and there. I avoided their eyes and made my way to the car.
The girls looked exactly like me. Exhausted and just not in the mood for everything. I took a spot in the back with a lonely looking Jillian. She looked like she hadn't slept all night. Her stomach was growing, but it was barely even noticeable. I felt as Jillian began to shudder beside me. I looked at her from the corner of my eye and saw that she was silently sobbing, which was understandable. The father of her children was going to miss the first three months of the pregnancy.
I wrapped my arms around her and let her release her tears onto my jacket. I swallowed back a sob as I stroked her hair, shushing her a bit. I had to be strong, not only for Jillian, but the other girls. Suprisingly, the other girls weren't that upset. Jazmine, Tishana and Kassie were making slight jokes and giggling a bit, which made me feel a bit better. Emily, on the other hand, was torn. I put my hand on her shoulder and squeezed softly.
I watched Emily turn around and smile at me. I smiled back and tucked some of her hair behind her ear, flicking her hair softly. Emily turned around and remained silent the entire trip. Since we lived in Central London, we had to go to the London City Airport. The boys were meeting us there, and if we got to the airport in time, we would have an hour with the boys before they were gone.
When we stepped out of the car, a sad silence fell on all of us as we walked to our boys. They were all seated, some of them were crying. It was mostly just Niall and Louis, though. Harry, Zayn, and Liam already knew what it was like to leave a girlfriend during tour season. Josh, however, was looking as lost and alone as I was. I snaked through everyone and stepped in front of him, playing with the sleeves of the jacket. Soon, I felt a finger tilt my chin up. I looked into Josh's amazing eyes and felt my heart stop.
