Into The Night

Fifty-Nine

Eventually, we made the last week a bit more fun but we all agreed to stay away from pranks. At first, I've said goodbye to my leaguer friends including Ajax and the rest of his crew, also thanking his father. And then I handled the rest of the time of being with my friends while spending more time with Taylor at night.

It wasn't easy as by the end of the week, I know I'll just disappear from Canada but I can come back here and see them again. . . maybe just not that often.

Friday night, I went to Taylor's bedroom as usual. And we just, talked, how we are going to be after all of this, how are we going to make it work. I sat in front of her on her bed, talking quietly in the dark.

"You're the only boy who had ever made me go through these things," she said with a sigh. "I know this time around, it isn't your choice,"

I nodded, "Don't worry, I'll come back to you, I always do." I leaned towards her and kissed her very gently, only to pull away after a moment. And then I lied down. "I'll come back, it's my word. I'll come back for you."

She half smiled and then kissed me. "I know you would," she whispered. Half of her body is laying on top of mine, including her head on my chest, her eyes looking up at me. "I'll miss you, though."

"Skype, Messenger, face time, whatever you want. You can call me anytime," I reassured her with a smile.

We stayed quiet for a moment, my fingers just playing with her hair while her arm was over me.

"When is your flight anyways?" Taylor asked, but now sounding a bit more sleepy.

"I don't know," I said and I was lying. In fact I do know, I just don't want to tell her.

"Impossible, you know it,"

I chuckled quietly, "I uh, I'm not as time accurate as you are but I was told it's early." I took a deep breath, "Get some sleep."

"I don't want to," she mumbled, yet it was easy to tell that she was already struggling to stay awake.

"You have to, come on, sleep."

She shook her head, "No."

"It's alright, love, I'll be here until you fall asleep," I said with a smile yet she didn't respond after a few moments of silence.

Taylor pulled me a bit closer to her, "When I wake up, you'll be gone."

It was so simple to hear. Her tone wasn't one bit ordering or sad but it was painful to register. I felt like my heart wouldn't take it if she kept saying these things.

I stayed very still for hours, it was until Taylor's arm was already loose on me and she was already sleeping very peacefully. I slowly detached myself from her, taking one more glance of the beautiful angel.

I kissed her on the forehead with a painful smile on my face, "I love you, Taylor Swift. . . goodnight," I whispered and them the next minute, I was gone.

Just like I'll be from Canada hours after. . . gone.

Only Niall knew when I'll be leaving and it took an insane amount of me guarding him so that he won't tell anybody when.

As we got to the airport, I gave him a one-armed embrace, "Thanks mate, f-for everything."

"Have a safe flight, and uh, say hello to your mum for me." He grinned broadly and handed me my duffel bag. "I'll miss you, mate. We all will."

I sighed, "Watch out for them for me, then. I gotta go," I said before it gets more emotional. I carried my bags as I walked away, and I started remembering the first time I got off from the plane.