Becoming a YouTuber?!

Chapter 11: Warmer weather, brighter days

                 

You'd think goodbyes got easier. Especially when you knew the separation was only momentary and soon you would be reunited again. But it doesn't.

I held on to Nate firmly as we hugged goodbye the morning he was leaving. He'd be flying straight from LA to Florida to attend Playlist Live.

Emma and Megan were besides us, just quietly chatting between them. They weren't about to be separated as Megan had bought a ticket to attend the event and Emma had been officially invited as a guest.

I rested my head against his shoulder and sniffed in his scent. It's something odd I had never considered before I fell for Nate but people have their own unique scent and if you love someone you'll likely love their scent too.

"It's less than a week before we will be reunited back in London," Nate said and hesitantly pulled apart from our hug, almost like he was delaying the motion to hold onto me just those couple of seconds more.

"I know," I said and smiled. Despite the fact being separated from him still caused my chest to ache, I had learnt to move through it. Make myself busy and prove that I didn't need need him. Those strong independent women tendencies kicked in pretty quickly when I was on my own, only to have me reduced to a love-struck mess when we were together again.

"Can I say goodbye to my sister now before my Natigail feels makes me cry? You two act like you'll be separated forever," Emma huffed, half-jokingly and half genuinely annoyed.

I rolled my eyes and went to embrace my sister.

"Knock them dead at Playlist. Show everyone that you're in the same league because you are. You're just new at the scene but you'll do great," I offered as encouraging words to my sister. Even if she seemed tough all the time, I knew she got insecure too. We all did.

I gave Megan a goodbye hug as well and then the car pulled up. We were still in the Coachella house since the lease only ran out tomorrow. I snuck in one last kiss, as Nate was the last one to climb in the car.

"See you at home," he said lovingly, words heavy with a promise.

I waved them off and battled with the turmoil in my stomach. I could have gone to Playlist following my family and meeting up with friends such as Alfie, Marcus and Louise but I wasn't feeling it.

I hadn't been a special guest, not that I expected to with only four month as a YouTuber under my belt, but that would mean less security and unfortunately my bad experience from last year stuck with me. I was scared that if I walked those halls again, I'd feel it all over.

I walked back into the house and found Luke on the phone continuing what seemed like an endless string of interviews. He had put everything on hold to enjoy Coachella with us and now it seemed like he was desperately behind.

I had scoped him into doing a video with me like the one I did with Emma, comparing our physical appearances and personalities since it had gone down extremely well. I would just have to focus less on the analysis of myself, and more on that of my brother. Not that it would be difficult, he was a very complex guy.

I clung by the door and snapped some quick shots on him on the phone. He seemed to have loaded his plate very heavily, juggling many different responsibilities. I guess it ran in the family because I was exactly the same. I just hoped Luke wouldn't get to the point of passing out.

I decided to hang out by the pool, enjoying the water and the warm weather while it lasted. Spring had yet to really have sprung back home and I had to admit the hot temperatures were welcomed as long as I remembered to load up on SPF.