Chapter 12 (back home)

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|Anna's POV|

There is no use to standing by their door so Liz and I walk back to our room. I kinda knew things weren't going to work exactly the way I pictured it, but it is what it is. We leave tomorrow anyways.

When we get into our hotel room I lay on the couch with my face buried in the pillow.

"Come on Anna it'll be okay, there's no sense in mopping around for some guy in a band that obviously doesn't care about you." Liz try's to lift my head from the pillow but I don't budge.

"I'm fine, really, everything will go back to normal once we get back home tomorrow. It's not like I'm in love with him or anything it's a small crush...nothing more." I say in a muffled voice through the pillow.

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Around 12:13pm I finally pull myself up off the couch, where I'm pretty sure there's a butt print because I had been sitting there for so long. I haven't even started packing yet, oh well it's now or never right? I take all my suitcases and throw them on my hotel room bed and start shoving things in there one by one.

I manage to stuff every item I had into two medium size suitcases and a purse that I had bought, that's hard work right there.

When I'm finished I pull the bags off my bed and put them near the door so I can easily get to them in the morning. I had already spread out my clothes I was going to where in the car for our ride back so I was all set.

A part of me wanted to leave so bad but another part of me just wanted to crawl up in a ball on the hotel couch and never get up.

I walk out of my room and walk towards the kitchen for something to eat. I of course heat up some pizza pocket things and some chips along with a Capri sun.

I clean up after I'm done and I go in the bathroom to take a shower. Hotel showers always have the right temperature water to make you want to stay in there forever.

I put my pajamas on and walk over to Liz's room while drying my hair off with a towel.

"Liz can I come in?" I ask.

"Yeah sure, I'm just getting my stuff together." I swing open the door and find Liz sitting on the floor with many unneeded things surrounding her.

"Oh my god do you really need all of this?" I laugh and hop over the mountain of things she had just to get to her bed.

"Well no not me, I wanted to bring some stuff back for my friends. They all don't live near New York, some haven't even gone before so I thought I'd bring them back some souvenirs, you know."

"Ok, that's cool. Uh hey, I was thinking that maybe we could just get breakfast on the road and eat it in the car tomorrow, I want to get home as soon as possible." I take one of Liz's combs and start to brush my damp hair.

"Yeah sure, if you want we could do that."

"Good because I want to get home ASAP." I say getting up and walking to her door.

"Why?" Liz asks.

"Well, I don't want to be here any longer than I have't to and I'll leave it at that." So that's just what I did. I walked out the room and headed back to mine without another word.

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