A/N: Hey!! So this is the first fan fiction I’ve ever written but I have a lot of great ideas for it so I am extremely excited. It might seem a little cliché at first but please stay with it and keep on reading there is a lot more coming! THANK YOU! ILY! Please vote and comment.
Enjoy!
-Kamila
P.S. This story is going to have explicit language and sexual scenes so if you don’t feel comfortable with those types of things I don’t recommend you read it. Thanks again!
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Kara’s POV
“I still can’t believe you’re leaving.” I hear my best friend Mia say from my closet, where she was currently grabbing my shoes from the floor and throwing them inside my luggage.
“Me either.” I said in a shaky voice trying to hold back my tears.
I’m guessing she heard the sadness in my voice and started to make her way towards me with the same sad expression on her face. “Look I know that this is hard for you, hell it’s hard for me”, she said while giving me a hug, “But just think of it like this, imagine all those hot European boys that you’re going to be around”, I can hear the humor in her voice and I couldn’t help but laugh.
I pull away from the hug and look at her with a smile, “you always have to have some pervy comment don’t you.”
“Hey you can’t tell me you weren’t thinking about the same thing”, she gave me a smug look. I shrugged agreeing with her. That thought may have passed my mind.
“Kara we’re leaving in fifteen minutes start bringing your stuff downstairs!” I hear my mom scream from the living room.
My face dropped once more, and I started zipping up my luggage and putting it next to my door. After looking over my room I said my goodbyes to it and closed the door. Mia helped me carry my stuff downstairs and into my mom’s car.
We went back inside and waited for my mom in the kitchen while she ran around the house making sure she hadn’t forgotten anything important. I can’t believe she’s doing this, I mean I know that her divorce with my dad was messy but moving across the Atlantic ocean to prove that she didn’t “need him nor his stupid house” was taking it a little too far.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when Mia started talking. “If you don’t take the “someone just killed my puppy face” I’m gonna have to slap you.”
“Well what do you just expect me to be all giddy about leaving everything I know behind because the women that I call my mother can’t get her shit together”, I said rather loudly.
“Whoa there no need to get your panties in a twist I was just trying to cheer you up”, she said putting her hands up defensively.
I sighed. “I know I’m sorry”, I said looking at her, “I’m going to miss you so much Mia”, I couldn’t hold back my tears any longer.
Mia gave me another hug, this one tighter than the one she had given me before, “I’m going to miss you too Kara.”
“Ok Kara I think that we’re good to g-” my mom stopped talking when she saw my crying into Mia’s shoulder. She walked over to me and I raised my head to look at her. “I promise you sweetheart it’ll get easier”, she said giving me a kiss on the cheek, and she walked out of the kitchen and into our driveway.
