January 11th
(Part 1)
Blank.
Empty.
My room is now blank and empty.
Everything's gone. Everything I'm not taking is now in the attic. There are 3 big boxes all packed up lying in the corner. This is the stuff that is being sent to me in the next couple of weeks. Next to it lies a suitcase full I the stuff I'm taking with me tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
I've only ever known one place to call home and that's been here. Tomorrow I'll be going to my new home.
"Hey," Jordan says knocking on my ajar door. I'm sitting on the side of my bed looking at the bare wall that used to be full with pictures and study notes.
"Hey" I say not turning to face him.
"You ok?" He asks.
"Never been better" I breathe. Lie.
"Well uh there's someone here to see you" He says.
"Sure" I say half listening to the words coming out of his mouth.
I hear the door close and I whip my head around in that direction and I immediately regret saying 'sure'.
"If you're here to try and win me back, it's not going to work" I joke.
Luckily Wes laughs. He begins to slowly walk around my room. Keeping his distance from me.
"I'm not, don't worry"
I sigh and don't question him.
"I kinda wish there was more I could do" Wes says breaking the silence.
"What do you mean?" I ask sitting up on my bed.
"Well.. I wish there was more we could've done together.." He says.
"Wes.." I begin.
"It's ok, I'll get over this, like you have."
"You think I've gotten over this?" I ask sitting up properly on my bed.
Wes doesn't answer just keeps looking down and peering into my open boxes.
"Because I haven't" I say when he doesn't answer.
He looks up slightly then looks back down. "Wes.." I say "I still love you" I croak.
"And I'm still in love with you" He mumbles.
"Please look at me" I say not sure on where I'm going with all of this.
Wes locks his eyes with mine and we stay like that for a few seconds until I pull away unable to look into his any longer.
"Why are you here?" I ask my voice quiet and shaky.
"I wanted to say goodbye" He says.
"But you're coming to the airport tomorrow right?" I ask.
"Yeah but.." He pauses. "When I said goodbye I wanted it to be special and something only you would remember, so that's why I'm here"
I pat the space beside me and motion for him to come and sit next to me on my bed. He takes it without hesitation. We both rest our backs on the headboard and stare ahead.
Neither of us know what to say so we just sit there in silence. Somewhere along the silence my head ends up on his shoulder and his arms are around my waist pulling me close to him.
"You've been working out haven't you?" I mumble into his chest. I feel his chest rise up as he chuckles.
"Uh yeah" he says pulling me closer.
"Well you aren't soft anymore, it's like hugging a rock" I say laughing.
Wes laughs too and kisses the top of my head. I trace circles around on his chest while he slowly rubs my back.
"I'll miss you so much" I mumble.
He kisses my head again. "I miss you when you're not with me"
I grip his shirt in my hands to try pull him to me more. I never want to let him go.
I close my eyes and just stay in his arms. I must've drifted off at one point because I hear him silently saying my name. I can feel the tears on my cheeks and I guess they must've fallen while I was sleeping.
"Bab-- Ella, wake up" He says quietly.
My eyes open slowly and I instantly notice the colour change in my room from the brightness outside. It must be around 5 or 6 o'clock.
"Sorry" I whisper.
"It's not your fault" He whispers back.
I sit up and face him. He puts his hands up to my face and wipes my tears away. I lean my forehead on his and close my eyes, letting his soft breathing hit my lips. I've craved for song long to feel his lips on mine. To feel the sparks and the butterflies. I've been waiting too long and it was pure toucher.
"We should go, you have your party" Wes says.
"Yeah" I agree but none of us make an effort to move.
Our lips lightly brush when I realise what I'm doing and pull back.
"I'm sorry," I say. "We can't, Wes. It'll only hurt more" I get up from where I'm sitting on the bed and stand.
"I need to get ready for my party" I say trying not to sound nervous. Wes gets up and has a sorry expression written across his face. Once he reaches the door he turns back to me as if he's going to say something but he decides against it.
"I'll uh.. See you at the party then" Then he left just like nothing happened.
The way I thought I wanted it.
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A/N: OK IM SORRY THIS SHIT CHAPTER DOESN'T MAKE UP FOR ME BEING ON HIATUS PRETTY MUCH BUT MY SISTER TOOK MY IPOD OFF OF ME AND I COULDN'T UPLOAD THIS AND YEAH IM SO SORRY BUT YEAH SORRY IT'S SHORT SORRY SORRY SORRY IM NEARLY DONE WITH THIS FIC OMG I CRY AND I STILL HAVE CAPS LOCK ON BC I CAN'T BE BOTHERED TURNING IT OFF OOPS. BUT I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH.
I also updated Jaiden like a week ago wew!
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