What About Now

Chapter 53 - Never Letting Go

Taylor's P.O.V.
I entered the airport with a heavy heart, and looked around for my check-in counter. Just as my eyes fell on the small sign that read '12:00pm Flight to New York', I felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around my waist. I yelped in surprise and turned to see a little girl hugging me tightly.

"Oh my God, Mia!" I gasped, crouching down and burying the girl in a hug, "What are you doing here?"

"We came to say our goodbyes," A voice said from above us. I looked up to see Sam stood there also, with Sydney in his arms and Teddy clutching his teddy bear beside him.

"Oh guys," I began to say, but my voice broke. Tears formed in my eyes as they all crowded round me in a hug.

"You can't go," Mia whimpered, nuzzling her head into my shoulder, "Don't leave us!"

"Please don't go," Teddy said softly when we pulled away. Smiling a little, I ran a hand through his hair.

"Oh guys, I'm sorry," I said sadly, looking deeply into their tear-filled eyes, "But I've got to go. I've got work back in America, and there are a couple things I need to sort out."

"But we won't see you again," Mia sniffed, wiping her nose, "The last time you left, we didn't see you for three years."

"Honey," I smiled, taking her hand in mine and stroking it gently with my fingers, "I promise from the very bottom of my heart that I will come and see you soon! I will call you and Skype you and do whatever else I can to see you as much as I can. I promise."

"Come on kids, Taylor's going to miss her flight," Sam smiled a little, but I could see that he was holding back. I stood up on my feet and hugged him goodbye.

"Goodbye Sam," I blinked away the tears as I said it. He broke away from me and smiled.

"You're getting more like her every day," He said softly, placing a hand on my shoulder, "She'd be proud of you, you know?"

"Yeah," I looked down at the floor for a moment, but then back up to say goodbye to little Sydney.

"Goodbye baby girl," I giggled, tickling her under her chin, "I'll see you soon." After having hugged them all goodbye once more, and waving to them until I thought my hand would break, I joined the line for my flight. Memories flooded my mind as I was brought back to the moment I first left for New York, and when I turned back to wave one last time to my family, I swear I saw Sydney there too. Her smile was irreplaceable, and she looked just as beautiful as ever. Goodbye Sydney.

Thomas' P.O.V.
"Come on, where are you Taylor?" I breathed heavily as I burst through the front entrance to the airport. I looked about me in a panic, scanning the crowd for her face. Just as I was about to give up searching and just run for it, I suddenly spotted her as she stepped off the top of the escalator.

"Taylor!" I shouted with desperation, "Taylor!" But she couldn't hear me, and I knew that if I didn't make my move now, I was going to lose her. I'd have to run after her.

"Um, excuse me? Excuse me?" I said repeatedly as I barged past a load of people that were queuing inline for security. Despite the number of insults and names I received as a result of it, I made it to the front of the line. I scanned the place for any sight of her, but all I could see in front of me was a man in jeans and a t-shirt being checked over by a metal detector.

"I'm sorry mate," The security worker apologised, as he stopped scanning the guy, "Try taking your belt off."

"Okay sure thing," The guy nodded before turning away. This was my chance. She'd gone through here already; I was sure of it. Before I could even think against what I was about to do, I ran for the metal detector and leapt past through it. A loud beeping sounded when I ran through and several security guards turned in my direction.