We Meet Again [Kendall Schmidt Love Story]

Chapter 24

One more chapter left until WMA ends. Now I'm gonna have to tell you guys something. After I finish this, I'm gonna take a small break. It really depends on how long it will be. Onward to the story! 

 

We're at the hotel. I insisted that we don't put Kendall at the hospital. The fight wasn't as brutal as it would've become. It was just a punch and a knockout. Everyone was assigned to keep my calm, and they were doing a pretty a good job at it. Not unless they left me alone with Kendall for a whiile. I burst into tears and just wouldn't stop. I just had to go out with Rick. Seriously? Stupid Valerie Rain Stone. Stupid. My breakdown was just a few minutes ago. Now, I'm trying to numb myself by reading The Last Olympian by Rick Riordan all over again.

Kendall has been out for a while, long enough for me to make it to the climax of the book. As I read the part where Luke dies, a tear rolls down my cheek. Again. I'm stupid for choosing a book that I knew would make me cry, just after a breakdown next to my ex-boyfriend. I finish the book and put it down. I rest my hand on Kendall's and look at him. 

"If only nectar and ambrosia were real, it would cure you, if you were a demigod," I mumble. "Oh what am I saying? I'm talking to an unconcious boy in Percy Jackson references!" 

I wipe my tear. I lean in closer to Kendall's face and kiss his forehead. As I'm about to get off the bed to go to my room, I feel his hand move under mine. I glance at Kendall and see his eyes opening. I smile and look at him to see if he would wake up. And he does. He smiles at me and notices my tears running down my cheek. 

"Hey," he croaks. 

"You're alive," i reply.

"A simple punch wouldn't kill me, would it?" he chuckles.

"No, I suppose not," I tell him. "It's late. I know you just woke up, but maybe you should go back to sleep. It's around 11 PM now. You've been out for an hour and a half."

"This might sound girly but...I'd rather have you stay here in bed with me. Do you mind?" he asks.

In my head, I'm like YES KENDALL I TOTALLY WOULD STAY WITH YOU RIGHT NOW, but instead I say, "Sure. I don't mind."

I pull up the blanket so I can lay down net to him. I'm not in my date clothes anymore. I changed into my pajamas while the others were staying with him. This is what's going on inside my head: this morning, Kendall and I broke up. This evening, I went on a date with his friend, and now I'm sleeping next to him...on the day we ended our relationship. Now does that sound weird, or what? Because it really does sound weird to me. But with his body next to mine, I don't mind at all. 

I know that tomorrow, I'm gonna leave to go back to Kansas. Might as well savor this moment with Kendall. 

The next morning, I wake up and see Kendall up, changing his shirt. He's already wearing casual shorts. His hair is a bit messy from his shower, and he looks really tired. Well he would obviously be tired because he just got punched to a knockout last night. I sit up but stay on the bed.

"What are you doing up? You know you're still hurt and tired from that hit," I say, my best friend instincts kick in.

"I can assure you that I'n fine," he tells me. 

I get up from the bed, and he walks over to me. He gives me a short hug and starts to comb his hair. I tell him that I'm gonna go change in my room. He nods, and I walk out. I enter my room and start showering. After doing my business, I change into casual clothes, a t-shirt and jeans with flats, and get my bags ready. My flight leaves at three o'clock PM. After getting my bags ready, I tie my hair into a ponytail and walk over to Kendall's room. I've gotta break the news to him somehow. 

"Kendall, I need to tell you something," I mumble.

"Sure, what is it?" he asks.

Right now, he's going through the TV chanels, looking for something interesting, which there's nothing for this morning. Just news, news, science, and news. That's what it mostly is in the morning, right? News. Oh look, a car accident. Tragic but not new. Oh look, somebody died. Horrible but annoying. Oh look, somebody's gotten kidnapped. The news is fine, but it's always filled with the same exact thing: tragedy. 

"I'm going back to Kansas," 

"What?"

"I know, I know, I can't leave because we have to talk and stuff. But it's too late now. I've gotten my ticket, and I'm already packed up,"

"But...why? I know we broke up, but we're still best friends," he tells me. 

"I know, and we always will be. Dating or not, you're still the best guy I ever met, and you know that. But I'm tired of drama, and I just wat my ordinary Kansas life back. And maybe I can even go to college and get a degree or something. At least my drama will only be my studies, and not my love life," I explain.

"I understand. After the tour, I'm come and visit you in your college. By 'I'm', I mean 'we', A.K.A, the boys and I," he says.

"Thanks," I reply.

I give him a short hug/

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We're at the airport, and everyone's giving me their goodbyes. Aleena already finished, and now she's tearing up. Not crying, but tearing up. The boys wanted to be cliche and made Kendall say goodbye last. So he walks up to me and unexpedly kisses me gently. We pull away. I glance at Rick and see him smile. He knows I don't like him that way. 

"You guys will be okay, right?" I ask. "I mean come on. I know it's hard to let such an awesome, gorgeous, and fantastic girl."

The area is filled with "sureee's and 'whatever's, causing me to chuckle. So instead, I say, "Goodluck on your tour, guys. Treat them well, okay, Leen? You're pretty much taking care of talented animals."

I go inside the airport. This is it. I'm going home. 

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THERE'S STILL ONE MORE CHAPTER SO THIS IS NOT THE END. DO NOT THINK THIS IS THE END, OKAY? THANKS. :3