Is it too Late?

Thirteen

Hailey

My eyes peeled open to the blinding light coming from between the curtains.
I turned over to see the digital clock showing 7:15.

I rubbed my eyes and grabbed my phone from the bedside table. After flicking through my social media platforms for a while i stretched and finally got out of the comfortable hotel bed.

I thought back to last night and how everything ended up good.
What even happened last night?

Was it a dream?

•••

The last of my things were packed and it was time to leave.

I'd miss being on tour.

I turned around to my room, sighed, and walked out of there.

Joe

I saw Hailey step out of her room so i decided to sneak up on her.
I quietly ran up behind her and my armed snaked around her petite stomache, whilst i kissed her cheek.
As i did this there was a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach..

Anyways, she grinned and spun around to connect our lips. Her smile lit up my whole day.

'Excited to go home?' I asked.

'Yeah, but promise i'll still get to see you often?' She pleaded.

'I promise' i smiled, whilst grabbing her hand as we walked towards the lift.

'C'mon Casp' i yelled behind me, as i heard Caspar shut our hotel room.

•••

I let go of Hailey's hand slowly and smiled at her.

'I guess we best be on our seperate ways then' i said as me and Caspar got out of the van infront of our apartment.

Hailey hugged Caspar goodbye and then squeezed me tightly.

'Goodbye Casp' she said as Caspar was walking away.

'Bye Hails' he said, saluting her.

'He's and idiot' i laughed quietly.

'Goodbye Joe' she whispered to me as she looked me in the eye.

'Goodbye, Tour Guide' I smirked and pulled her into a hug again, discretely kissing her cheek so the driver wouldn't see.

I let go and walked towards mine and Caspar's front door. I stood and watched as the van took Hailey away back to her own home, but i couldn't help but feel that feeling back in my stomach again.

But the thing was it wasn't even that i missed her already, it was like I felt nothing and the only feeling i did feel was guilt for not feeling a certain way? I don't know...

I don't know when i'll get to see her next either, we both have busy schedules. I guess i'll just have to hope for the best.

'Come on Joe i want you to make me a pot noodle!' I heard Caspar shout.

I snapped out of my trance and walked into the apartment building. But for some reason something felt different, but i couldn't quite figure out what it was.