I didn't wanna say bye. I don't wanna stay away from him for who knows how long. I walked up to him and I hugged him. And then the tears came. I just cried and cried and cried. Everyone got on the bus, but I know they are staring at us. He pulled me away from his chest. He bent down a little and kissed my cheek. That way it wasn't obvious because he is allowed to kiss supporters on the cheek. He pulled me back in for a hug an whispered, " I love you. I'll text and call you every chance I get. I'll see you soon. I love you." I had stopped crying at that point and then I looked at him. "I love you, Simon Thomas Britton." He hugged me again and then got on the bus. I walked to my dads car. I can't do this. I can't let him go. I sat in the car and I looked at the tour bus go down the road. We pulled out of the parking lot and went down the road a few miles, and I started crying. My dad pulled over at a gas station and told me to get out. He came over to my side of the car and hugged me. "It's ok. I understand." No he doesn't. "Dad, I miss you. I cry myself to sleep every night and it doesn't make you come back." At this point I wasn't sad about Simon. "I'm sorry honey, I can't help it." Yes he could! He just doesn't want to. We got back in the car and drove to the parking lot. I got out, hugged my dad and went to my moms room. We grabbed her stuff and went to the car. Everything was over. She asked about everyone and how it went. I didn't answer. I just rolled over in the seat and fell asleep.
We got home a few hours later. I went into my room and called Simon. I didn't want to FaceTime him bc I looked terrible. "Baby! What's wrong?" I tried my make my voice sound better. "I've been crying. The whole ride home I was crying. I miss you." His wifi sucks so I guess he couldn't hear me. He hung up and texted me all night until I fell asleep.
