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One For The Money.

"You need to pack," Manny said later that night when I was sulking in my room. The shades were draw and I was curled in a ball on my bed with one of his shirts that still smelt like him.

"For what?" I managed to croak out, my voice hoarse.

"We're going to Hollywood at twelve!" She yelled excitedly. I covered my ears.

"Could you keep it down? I have a headache," I said loud.

She groaned and turned on my light. "It's 'cause you've been crying all day."

"Well, sorry. I miss my boyfriend," I said, covering my head with a pillow. She pulled the pillow away.

"Kari, you do this every time he leaves. He's gonna come back, and he's gonna spend hours upon hours with you because he missed you so much and he's gonna tell you he loves you so many times you get sick of it because the only person he truly wanted to see was you, so get your ass out of this bed and do things until he comes back. If you're out, time will got faster than if you stay here moping," she said, grabbed my leg. I kicked her off.

"THAT'S IT!" She yelled and pulled her phone out, calling someone. "Chris?...yeah, deal with your fucking girlfriend."

I looked at her the minute she said his name, and she held her hand out, handing the phone to me.

"Chris?" I said, a little unsure. He should still be on the plane.

"Hi baby, what's going on?" His voice came through the phone, and it was like velvet to my ears. I smiled immediately.

"I miss you," I said honestly. That was the problem, in all reality. But if he didn't leave then I would've been perfectly fine. It's his fault.

"I miss you too," he responded softly. "Is that what's going on?"

"Yeah," I said, nodding even though he couldn't see me. "Manny's mad because I've been in bed since you left."

I heard him sigh. "You were crying weren't you?"

"No," I said, frowning. How did he know?

"Kari Lynn, why do you always do that when I leave? You know I'll be back before you even miss me."

I laughed sarcastically. "Chris, I miss you the minute you walk out the door."

"I miss you when I step on the bus, there's no turning back after that," his voice was tender. I smiled to myself. "Baby, you need to get up and do things! I don't want you moping around, and you should be excited. You get to go see TJ."

My jaw dropped and I looked at Manny. "I get to see TJ?"

"Oh shit," Chris said, and Manny glared at the phone. "I forgot I wasn't supposed to tell you."

I giggled at Manny's face. "It's okay. I love you Chris."

"I love you too, baby," he was so sincere. "I gotta go, I'll text you, okay?"

"Okay," I said, still grinning slightly.

"Bye baby."

"Bye my love." The line went dead. I handed Manny back her phone. "I should probably get ready and start packing huh?"

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"Why are those seats so fucking uncomfortable? I mean, come on. I know movie theaters that don't have seats that are that uncomfortable. Shit, doctor's offices don't have seats that are that uncomfortable," I nagged as we were walking to baggage claim.

"Stop bitching, oh my god. Is that all you fucking do?! Jesus Christ!" Manny said jokingly. I giggled as I grabbed my suitcases.

We started walking towards the exit of the airport and I looked around. "Where is that fucker?"

"I'm not a fucker," TJ said from behind me. I turned around and smiled, pulling him into a friendly hug. "Hey Kari."

We pulled away and I smiled at him. I poked his stomach. "What is this? Is TJ getting a beer belly finally?"

"Shut up," he said, pushing my hand away. I laughed. I for the first time, noticed the guy standing next to him. "This is Craig."

"Nice to finally meet you," Craig said, holding his hand out towards me. I shook it eagerly.

"Nice to meet you, too," I said, giving him a smile. My phone started to vibrate in my back pocket. I looked at it and smiled.

Chris: Have you landed?

Me: No.

Chris: Smart ass. ;)

Me: You like it.(;

Chris: You're ass? Indeed I do. ;)

Me: Your sexual jokes entertain me Mr. Motionless. To bad you're in the UK.

With that I put it away, even though it vibrated. Manny gave me a knowing smile, and talked to Craig, while TJ looked at me unknowing.

"Chris," I said, smiling.

"You guys are still having sex?" He asked. He knew too? What the fuck?!

"We're dating, actually," I said, a little irritated.

"I know," he said, and laughed, putting his arm on my shoulders carelessly. I laughed.

I missed TJ. More than I realized. 

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Let me just say I completely, 110% ship Mabbell. That is all.(: And also, if you dislike this story, I don't care, 'cause Kuza posted what I said to him. Your arguement means nothing to me. :D And also, this may be weird but I just felt like sharing this statement haha. I think I could do a 50 Shades of Grey book that is way better than 50 Shades of Grey...with Kuza.(; Just putting that out there.