Seasons of Love || Richard Camacho

16

March 27th

I don't like clinging to people and I don't like making real friends. But I feel so sad about the boys leaving. I fucking hate Schiphol Airport and I hate saying goodbye. 'Hiiii.' Isa's voice sounds so happy and I don't know why. 'Girl, you know they are leaving, right?' She nods and shrugs. 'But Christopher said that we are going to see each other again soon.' 'Erick said so as well.' Kat joins in. 'Yeah, sure.' I start getting grumpy. Then the boys come back from dropping their suitcases off and it's time for goodbye. I hear all of them mumbling that "this is not goodbye" and "we'll see each other again soon". But that is bullshit and the more I think about it, the more I wonder why I am at the airport. I hug Zabdi, Chris and Erick. Joel holds me a bit too long and I ignore the pain in my nose that screams "CRY YOU PATHETIC BITCH!". When Joel lets me go, Richard stands in front of me. 'We'll stay in touch, right?' 'Yeah sure babe and we are going to meet again and we'll be friends forever and ever.' I mock. He frowns and grabs my hand to pull me away from the group. 'Why are you acting strange? I thought you had fun hanging out with us?' I sigh and a tear escapes my eye. 'I'm not very good at having friends. And I am not very good at saying goodbye to people I like, okay?' Tears stream down my face and I try to rub them all away. 'Stop it, you're hurting yourself.' He holds both my hands with one of his and with the other one, he gently caresses my face. 'I promise that we will see each other again, okay? And a promise is a promise.' I nod and I let my head rest against his chest. 'This is so fucking cheesy, this could be a movie scene.' I feel him laughing. 'If this was a movie scene, we are supposed to ki...' 'Don't you dare Ricardo, I am vulnerable.' I wiggle myself out of his embrace and look into his eyes. 'And I don't kiss people on the lips.' He looks confused, but before he can ask anything about what I just told him, Zabdiel tells us they really have to get going now. 'I'll text you.' I just nod and I give him one last hug before the group of boys walk away from us. When I look away from the boys, I see that Isa and Kat are crying as well. 'Look at us. Crying over a fucking boyband. History is repeating itself and we are not doing this. Nope. Let's go home before anyone sees us crying like we just said goodbye to the loves of our lives.'

We are almost at the exit when I hear girls panicking. 'We missed them, they are gone already.' One of them is crying and the others seem angry and sad. 'Holy shit, is that...?' I feel someone tap my shoulder. When I turn around, I see a girl with tears running down her cheeks standing in front of me. Zabdiel's face is on her T-Shirt. 'Hi, sorry for bothering you. But are you the girl who got papped with Richard Camacho yesterday?' 'You got papped with Richard? When?' Isa asks. After a mental facepalm, I turn back towards the girl and just nod. 'Are you guys dating?' I start laughing. 'No, absolutely not. We're just friends.' 'Can I take a picture with you?' What the actual f? Fangirls really are crazy. 'Sure.' I take pictures with the group of girls and I have no idea what I'm doing. They thank me and I want to slap myself. 'That was stupid. I shouldn't have done that.' 'Why not? Maybe you'll get famous.' 'Sure, thanks Kat.' When we are in the bus Kat whispers in my ear about being super proud that I didn't go home with anyone last night. 'I wasn't planning to stop sleeping around, Katarina. I want to have fun.' The bus stops and a man walks in. Oh shit. 'Hi Autumn, how are you?' 'I am fine Lucas, thank you.' 'I was wondering if you could join me...' 'Yeah sure Lucas, just text me the details.' He nods and walks towards the back of the bus. 'What was that about?' I sigh and I tell her and Isa about my work. They judge me already, I might as well make shit worse before they find out by themselves. 'So they pay you for being their date?' I nod. 'That's genius. Getting money for being someones company. Easy money.' Well that's a surprise. 'I am happy that you don't judge me for my job.' 'Nah, it's not like you're selling your body. So I guess it's cool.' I try not to pull a face at the sound of Kat being slightly judgemental towards prostitutes. Isa doesn't seem to get it, but she nods. 'He was hot by the way.' Isa points towards the back of the bus. We laugh and I feel happy about telling them about this part of my life. 'Autumn.' Kat scoffs and I ignore her.