braiden: "don't cry, oh man." he says quietly as he grabs your face and wipes your stray tears away. it's currently 10:00 am, and before you exit is packing up for a 2 month long tour. "i can't help it, i'll miss you." you mumble, looking down at the ground. "i'll try my best to call and/or text you as much as possible, along with skype, okay? i don't want you to be sad." "okay," you exhale deeply, "i'll be okay. we'll be in contact, everything will be okay." "that's my (y/n)." he says, giving you a quick peck on the lips. "hey, it's time." thomas claps him on the back with a bright smile, until he sees your sad face. his face droops a bit, but he hugs you while saying a goodbye and continuing on. "bye sweetheart. i'll see you soon, okay?" braiden whispers, looking into your eyes. you nod, and he places his mouth on yours, leaving you with one last kiss.
toby: "flight 485 to nashville, tn now boarding." the woman over the intercom spoke. the boys were sitting excitedly at their gate, waiting for their boarding call, but you and toby were over by the window spending your last few minutes for a while. "i'm going to keep in contact with you through whatever i can get my hands on, okay?" you nod, not trusting your voice. you definitely were upset that he was leaving for so long, but you didn't want to look selfish. "i'll miss you so much." he says quietly, squeezing you hand tighter. "i'll definitely miss you too." you reply, with a small half smile. looking at you with his big brown eyes, he presses a soft kiss to your lips. "last call for flight 485, now boarding." "come on, toby!" riley yells at him, trying to get him to get in line. pecking your lips once more, he lets go of your hands and walks to into the line. he waves at you as he gets into his gate, and you wave back, hoping for a speedy return.
connor: and when the daylight comes i have to go... the tv in the background played softly, filling the room with white noise. coincidentally, daylight by maroon 5 was playing in the background, and it tugged on your heart strings. connor had spent the night with you before he left for tour, just to make your last night really count. the sun is beginning to rise and you felt a little broken. "i'm really going to miss you, babe." he whispers, running his fingers through your hair. your head is laying on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. "i'll miss you too. more than you'll ever know." "on the bright side, i'm going to bring you home so much cool stuff! it'll be great." you laugh a bit, knowing that he's trying to lighten the mood, but that dark rain cloud was still hanging over you. as you stayed in silence for another moment, the sun peaked over the mountain, revealing a beautiful sunrise. "can the sun go back down again? i'm not ready to give you up just yet." you mumble sadly. he strokes your cheek, kissing you gently before getting up. "come on; let me make your breakfast." he persuades, lacing your fingers together and leading you to the kitchen.
thomas: you and thomas had said goodbye the night before, making it a bit easier for the two of you. both of you equally hated goodbyes, because they were hard and you didn't want to have to deal with them. it was the morning that he left, and no doubt about it you were a bit upset. knowing that it was his job and his dream, you shook off the funk that you were in and headed downstairs into the kitchen. as you went to grab the coffee pot, your hand brushed against a foreign piece of paper. taking it off the handle of the pot, you opened it to see thomas' handwriting. "my dear (y/n), i miss you so much already! what am i going to do without my beautiful lady by my side? ;) i just wanted to let you know that i love you so much. i'll see you before you know it! love, thomas <3" you smiled as you traced your fingers over the paper, as you thought of how sweet he is.
riley: "do you have your phone charger?" you question, making sure he has everything. "check!" he replies, putting it in his bag. "what about your toothbrush?" "duh, (y/n), i'm not an idiot. of course i have that!" "did you remember your underwear this time?" you tease, but his face goes pale for a second. "uh... haha... n-no." he stutters, pulling open his drawers go get them. "don't look at my underwear, you creep!" he teases, shoving your shoulder a bit as he packs them in his almost bursting suitcase. you help him zip up the last of his suitcases before sighing and flopping onto his bed. "hey now, quit with that mood. i'll be home before you know it." he reassures, placing an arm around your shoulders, kissing your cheek. "i know, it'll be hard for a little bit, but we'll have skype dates, right?" "right!" "i'll just miss having you around all the time, being able to harass you whenever i want." you say playfully, pinching his cheek. slapping your hand away, he laughs and threads his fingers through your hair. "i'll miss you." "right back at you, babe." you reply, kissing him softly, making it last.
