A Flight to Remember

16. I hate this

-Becca's POV-

*ding ding*

*ding ding*

*ding ding*
That's it! I checked the time on my phone and it was 3:31 am.

*ding ding*
Who keeps texting Kian?!!

I got out of bed and took his phone off the charger. I checked the messages and they was a text from an unknown number.

Unknown number
Break up with B or else.

Unkown number
I'm not the person to mess with Kian just forfeit.

Unknown number
You wanna play hard? Fine we'll play hard.

Unknown number
I've got so much on you you won't even know what's coming.

*Ding ding*

Unknown number
You've been warned. Game on

I didn't understand it so I went to his other messages to see if I could find anything.

When I saw Andreas contact I was at first angry but then I realized messages were being sent without me typing them. Kian's phone was being hacked.

To Andrea
Come to my hotel tonight I want to have some fun 😏

I didn't send that. I tried to delete it but nothing worked.

From Andrea
finally crawling back to me huh? Be there at 12 😉

I was about to wake Kian up and show him the messages but they disappeared.

Who would hack Kian's phone?

I decided I would just go back to sleep.

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I already hate today. I put my hair in Messy bun and threw a pair of black leggings on with an old BFS (bowling for soup is a band)
Shirt. I knew makeup would be useless so I didn't even bother putting it on.

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"I won't go." Kian held back his tears v

"What?" I say confused.

"If you don't want me to go than just say the words and I'll stay," he grabbed my hand, lacing our fingers together.

I know Kian cares about me and he wouldn't leave like this on purpose, I just didn't want him to go. But he needed to. This wasn't about me this was about his career and his fans. I didn't want to be that clingy girlfriend that was holding him back.

"No I want you to go," I held his large hands tightly.

"Okay, I'll talk to you everyday."

"Flight 204 A for Texas leaves in five minutes" The intercom boomed.

This is all the time we have left.

I wrapped my arms around him and his arms protective wrapped around my waist. I never wanted to let go.

I started to cry because of how much I would miss everything.

His shabby usually colorful hair.

His heavily scent.

His tallness.

His big brown eyes.

Him.

Flight 204 to Texas boarding now.

I peeled myself of of him and was about to wipe my tears away but he did it for me.

"Hey, I love you so much. I'll be back before you know it okay?" He grabbed my cheeks.

I nodded.

"I love you too," I connected his lips with mine.

He gave me one last hug and then he was gone.

I watched his plane take off and waves at him trying to fake a smile.

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The drive home was horrible to say the least. If you've never drove while upset, then let me tell you it's hard. Tears kept blurring my vision and it made it worse that it was pouring down rain.

Perfect nap weather.

I got home and through my keys on the table, walking upstairs.

I grabbed some icecream from my mini fridge and turned on Netflix.

What did I choose to watch?

The chosen.

Did it make things worse?

Yes.

Did I care?

No. I was in pain.

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-B
07.08.16