"Call me when you get home." His mother softly demanded which caused Tris to roll his eyes.
"I'll make sure to." I informed her and she smiled, knowing her son thinks she's being over protective.
"I know it may be hard to believe Tristan but I do care about you."
"I know."
"Now go before I cry, I hate when you leave for ages."
"I'll be back up when I get back from America."
"Yeah about 6 months after."
Her smart remark made me laugh because she wasn't wrong.
"Okay I'm going, don't think I can handle anymore of your smart comments, I love you."
"Keep in touch please."
"Of course."
"Bye!" I waved them goodbye and she pulled me into a hug and I was kind of taken aback, I didn't realise she liked me this much.
Once finished with the hug she pulled me into, I followed Tristan's actions and got in the car.
"She's so dramatic, I live 40 minutes away."
"She's your mum, I think it's her job to worry for you."
"Still."
"Here count yourself lucky, you could have my parents."
"There's nothing wrong with your parents."
"Are you forgetting the whole psychopath thing?"
"Well they raised you, and I think they did an amazing job."
"Really?"
"Yeah." We didn't talk much after this, I just turned up the radio and decided to think about random things.
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"I don't want you to go." I whined two weeks later, he chucked more clothes into the large suitcase.
"I don't want to go either." He told me, as he continued throwing his things into his suitcase, it was just a few more last minute bits, he was going in an hour, about to tour America.
He grabbed my face, making me look in his direction so I wasn't staring at the ground in a huff.
"Look babe, it's going to fly by, and then I can come home and we can spend as much time as possible with each other, plus we can finally experience phone sex." He laughed, trying to make light of the situation, I just laughed and shoved him slightly.
"That's disgusting you'll be in a tour bus with the boys."
"Not when we get to hotel rooms." He shut his case and picked it up placing it at the door so it's ready to go. I just gave him a look while he shrugged.
"It's just you're kind of always here and we cuddle and I won't have anyone to do that with."
"You can cuddle Charlie, she'll be missing Brad, and you can get closer to Luisa, or go out and make new friends."
"I'm not a fan of socialising."
"Oh I know." He added "Plus now that I'll be gone, I won't be able to distract you from figuring out what you want to do with your life." I hated the way he said this, just because he had his whole life sorted doesn't mean I had too, I was only twenty one.
"True." I got off the bed and walked to the kitchen, not saying another word to him.
"Why are you mad?" He asked when he followed me from the kitchen.
