What Happens In Vegas (Miniminter / Calfreezy)

Part 15 - Choosing The Right Path

It was almost indescribable how good the hot shower water felt pouring across your body, as if besides washing away the dirt and grungy make up from your body, it was also washing away the drama of the last few days. You'd come back to the hotel on a high, filled with happiness and adrenaline, and some other feeling which made you warm inside and tingled throughout. How could you not feel that way though; you had saved a friendship, changed your own life and had the opportunity to spend more time with a man who was everything you'd ever wanted and more. But as you stepped out of the shower, and cold air hit you and you saw yourself in the mirror, the high was depleted - maybe that water also washed away all of the clouds your head had been floating around in.
Looking at yourself in the mirror your brain started having a conversation with itself - the usual angel and devil on the shoulders for everyone elsem were just the two parts of your brain arguinging between logic and emotion instead.  
How can I just drop everything go to SanFransisco let alone London...all with a guy I've known for four days?, your brain echoed to itself
But it's Simon, the other half of your mind replied
Oh yeah, a beautiful YouTube celebrity whose fans would rip you apart if they knew any of what happened here and that's without SanFran even in the picture - that makes things waaaaaay better, it sarcastically replied
We have to take the chance, it might be for the best , the automatic thought pricked up
...or the worst

You rolled your eyes and said "shut up" out loud while making eye contact with yourself in the mirror.

"Are you okay? You've been in there 45 minutes and it's already noon, you'll have to decide soon either way y'know?" Y/BF/N asked, opening the door
"I'm about as okay as My Chemical Romance were in their "I'm Okay" song at this stage. My brain wont shut up, I'm talking to myself and I have no idea what to do next- am I losing it?" you said flailing your arms and sitting on top of the toilet in just your towel, your head falling into your hangs
"You'd already lost it" Y/BF/N said and giggling at you, but by the look you gave her in return she knew it was no time for jokes
"Am I crazy? Should I just stay? Should I go?" you asked her, pleading for some kind of help from her, you needed some blunt truth from someone else that would point you in the right direction.
She sat down next to you on the edge of the bath, "you're not crazy, not to me...but I know you want me to tell you exactly what to do, or give you my opinion on what you should do, but I can't - this is one of those life situations that you have to decide in your own way, as shitty and cliche as that sounds - you have to go with your gut"
"Ughhhhhhh. My guy has no idea what it wants. Whyyyyy is life so harddd?" you sooked, stamping your feet and throwing a child-like tantrum, "if only I knew what he was thinking..." you stopped and trailed off, there was suddenly at least one path you could take now that might make things easier to decide.

You left the bathroom and headed directly to your phone, searching through the contacts and finding the one you wanted, pressing call and waiting for the receiver of the call to answer, pacing the room.
"Hey, I was wondering if I could talk to you - I need some advice..." you said, still pacing about, "great - I'll be there in 30"
You looked at the clock - 12.20pm, you'd get there by 1pm and give yourself an hour of talking to decide, but you knew suddenly that what this person said would instantly give you the answer you needed and would choose the right path for you.