Bad Boy Meets Bad Girl

Goodbyes

Today was the day, the boys were leaving for London. It was sad but we all knew it was coming, so being the good best friend and girlfriend I am, I drove them to the airport, mostly so I could spend as much time as I could with them all.

After that night by the Hollywood sign the boys spent every minute they could with me, from sleepovers to band practice. Cal even taught me how to drive, he was the only one who knew how to drive other than Michael but nobody thought him teaching me how to drive was a good idea, when I passed my test they were all outside waiting for me with big goofy grins and a bear hug to congratulate me. We often went on midnight runs to that cute little diner, spending three hours at a time there before crashing at someone's place because we were all too tired to go home and they were being dropped off anyway.

Now here we stand, in one of their legendary bone crushing hugs outside of the airport, nobody wanting to let go and say goodbye. They weren't leaving for forever but they weren't coming back any time soon either, I knew this day would come and I hated it.

When the boys let go, the tears came, my four best friends were leaving to chase there dream, leaving me behind. "Oh no kitten don't cry, you'll make me cry" Michael said whipping my tear stained cheeks "Michael, that's not very punk rock" I sniffled, giggling at my big teddy bear. "Y/N, we'll be back home before you know it! And you'll be talking to at least one of us at all times, we promise" Ashton said, trying to reassure me, I didn't doubt him for a second. "I know I'm just going to miss you guys" I replied pulling him into a hug, the others joined with owes and we're going to miss you too babe.

That was it, the final goodbye. They picked up their bags and headed off into the airport, yelling one more goodbye before disappearing into the sea of people. I said one final good luck that I knew they didn't hear before getting into my car and going back home, alone this time.