Fate Has Different Plans

Chapter 13-Painful Goodbyes

I awoke to blue eyes in my vision. Such amazing, clear blue eyes. Pure eyes, full of love and adoration. I smiled back instantly, my mind chuggingly beginning to process everything. I snuggled into his chest breathing in his comforting scent of vanilla and a hint of woodyness. I felt his chest shake with a chuckle, his arms wrapping around me protectively, surrounding me in warmth. I closed my eyes, laying their peacefully. Then, reality hit. Well, more like it interrupted.

"Bella love... time to get ready." I heard Louis say from the door, which clicked softly shortly afterwards.

My eyes filled with tears, some spilling out, wetting Niall's shirt. He wiped my tears away with his thumb, making no sound. I know he was hurting too. His eyes looked so sad, so distant. I climbed out, stripping down to my underwear, pulling on the dark pink pencil skirt over my legs. Then, I pulled on a pure white cotton v-neck, with a dark pink flower on the top right hand side, above my boob. I threw my hair up messily, not really caring.

Though, I still wanted to look decent. People would probably spot me and notice me. I didn't need to look too bad. I turned back to find Niall pulling a light green polo shirt over his head, his toned stomach exposed, before the shirt covered it. I frowned slightly at his shirt, causing him to chuckle. We walked out of my room together, us both somberly quiet. We approached the living room where everyone except for Anna, Alex, and Olivia. They were meeting us at the airport.

The days following the meeting with Mr. White were blurry and quite... horrible. Most of the time, I was curled up on the couch, a tub of ice cream next to me. Niall was around, rubbing my back, getting me food, water, or more ice cream. The boys and girls packed most of my things. I tried too, but I pulled out my suit case, and broke down. I mean, I just lost it. Liam came running in (seeing as he was the only one home) and thought I had hurt myself badly. No, just my heart was breaking.

I peered at myself in the mirror, located in the living room. My eyes weren't as puffy as before, and the redness has gone down. Thank God for makeup. My suitcase, only three, were in the living room, waiting for us. I tried to keep from looking over at them. Harry came over, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I looked at us in the reflection, smiling somewhat brightly.

"You really are the prettiest girl Bella." Harry said, smiling cheekily.

"Awe Hazza. You're the cheekiest boy." I replied, pinching his cheek, his dimples showing.

"Thank you love." He replied as he kissed my cheek tenderly.

I smiled, turning to face all five boys, plus Eleanor. She came over, hugging me gently, before reaching up to kiss me on the cheek. I smiled, tears slowly filling my eyes.

"No crying love. Its only for four months." She said, brushing my stray trades away.

"I know.. But, I'll miss you. All of you." I whispered, frowning slightly.

"Come now. We don't want to be late." Liam said as he approached us.

I nodded, taking Eleanor's hand. She squeezed back, and we headed out of the building, the boys following with my bags. We exited the building, all of us piling into the car. Niall sat next to me, Eleanor was on my other side, with Zayn and Harry in the middle seats, Liam and Louis in the front, with Louis driving. The ride was uneventful, the traffic medium heavy, nothing new. Same old same old. I looked out the window, trying to memorize everything I was seeing.

Finally, we arrived at the slightly busy airport. I stayed put, as everyone climbed out. I was rooted to my spot. Niall climbed back in, us sitting in silence. I peered outside to see that everyone was talking, not looking in our direction. Liam did, and he gave a slight head nod, letting me know that they were giving us privacy. I mouthed back thank you, and turned to Niall smiling.