Thalia POV
The last couple days have been different from everything I'd ever done. Ashton and I spent every moment together, we barely slept, I skipped class, and through all of it was ice cream and Netflix. We left the house a couple of times, but most of the trip was spent on my sofa, cuddling on our phones with light conversation flowing. He was so easy to talk to, and he was always listening and always had something to say. In the evening of his final day as I drove him to the airport, it was silent.
Tense. For the first time since he got here, we couldn't look each other in the eye, speak. There was so much I wanted to say, so many emotions I needed to convey. I didn't know how to put them into the correct words. I couldn't think right, not with him sitting there in his wrinkled flannel and perfect, shiny hair. He was too....intimidating. Yeah, that's it. He intimidated me.
But why? What about him was scaring me, now? He was leaving, it was so imminent and I wouldn't see him till his concert in Boston, which wasn't for the next few months. There was desperation on my breath. I needed him to stay- which I hadn't really admitted to myself until now. He was easy- we were easy together, and that was something new and fun and beautiful in a way I hadn't ever experienced before. And I was rambling inside my head. I cleared my throat.
"You excited to see the boys again?" He tore his gaze away from the window, slowly dragging his eyes back over to me. He shrugged.
"Yeah, definitely. And I love playing shows, so I'm excited for the tour too. But..." I glanced at him for a second before looking at the road.
"But...?"
"But, you know. I'll be really busy. That can be hard. And, uh, I won't really be able to talk to you as much, so..." I sighed. It was hard for me too, not knowing the next time we'd be able to talk.
"It's okay," I said, reassuring him (and maybe myself too.) "It'll be fine. We'll make time." He smiled slightly, just as we pulled into his terminal. It was really late, so there weren't many fans around. A tall man opened my trunk to get his stuff and help him out, but he stayed in my Volkswagen for a minute. He looked at me now, straight in the eye. We were very close together, and he was so warm...
"I'm gonna kiss you now, is that okay?" He asked before leaning in some more, but as what he said clicked, I moved back.
"Wait- uh..." he seemed taken aback, hurt. His eyebrows drew together, he sat, stunned amidst all the mcdonalds and Panda Express boxes littered in the passengers seat.
"I'm sorry-"
"No, Thalia. Don't be sorry. It's okay. I gotta go anyway. See you." He opened the door, quickly. I waved. The door slammed and he went into the airport. I waited until long after he was gone.
"See you...." I mumbled to myself, looking at my hands self consciously.
Why didn't I just kiss him??
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A/N
Lots of new stuff!! Well, not really. But new chapter, and that's cool! Sorry it's so short, I wanted to update before midnight :( New cover, please tell me your thoughts :)).
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