*sequel to him*
The band got bigger.
The tours were longer.
The fandom grew.
The interviews went for longer.
The space between us, was gradually growing...
and there was nothing I could do to change it.
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"Can you believe we leave in 6 hours?" I yell to Elena who is down the hall doing her hair.
"Honestly, I cannot believe any of this is happening!" She says walking into her bedroom brushing her now straightened hair.
I pick up my phone and check the time. 10am. Sweet, I have a few more hours before I head to the airport
"I better get going, I have a few people to say bye to, I'll see you soon" I say picking up the remainder of my items, before saying goodbye to El and my practically second family.
As I walk out to my car, I bring up google maps to get me home. I've just recently got my P's, but I do not know where the heck I'm going... I am so bad with directions!
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I hop out of my car and head towards the stone I'm looking for.
"Lana Belmont"
Tears poor down my face as I look at the name before me. My childhood best friend lays here now. It's been 4 months, the absolute worst 4 months.
I haven't mentioned Lana before but she has always been by my side since we were born... literally, we share the same birthday month. We grew up together, and we were inseparable. She was always the one I could turn to for everything and anything. Our mums met on a holiday in Europe when they were 25. Kat, Lana's mum, moved over to Australia shortly after the holiday, and Kat and mum moved into a little apartment together.
The past few years me and Lana have spent most weekends together, but when I spent a year at TAFE, and she went to Uni, we didn't spend as much time together.
It was a couple of years ago when the doctors found the cancer. They told her she would live a few months... 2 years later she was still here, and getting better, until a sudden tumor was found again.
She lost her battle in July, and as I said the last 4 months have been horrible.
"I miss you so much, Lana. You will forever be my best friend... my sister. Whenever I come home to visit, I will be right here and see you. I love you." I place the pink roses - her favourite - on her grave. That explains the tattoo I got on my wrist.
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Next stop, my old work. I could never leave the country without stopping here. They are the people that brought me out of the shell and taught me so much in the past few years, and I could never know how to thank them enough. I walk into the store and head straight through the counter, while getting strange looks from all the customers of course. I run up the office, almost slipping on the oil that has fallen all over the floor from the fries machine. I stop at the office door and look around to who was working today. Perfect. There is good people on, the people I really do need to thank the most. "Sooo just real quickly, keep working it's all good, not too important! But I just wanted to let you all know that you are amazing and I thank every single one of you, including everyone not working today, for bringing me out of my shell here at work. The past few years have been so memorable, I will never forget the times Aidan would throw a pickle at me. The days when Jay would tease me the second I walked through those front doors. The time Ben gave me 24 nuggets for my break for free... oops sorry Ben you've been caught out!" I say nudging him softly. "Oh and by the way, you will always be my favourite manager." I say continuing on. "I will never forget all the friendships I've made, and all the parties I have spent with you guys outside of work. I loved it here, and most of you knew that. Anyways, I better get going, some of you may know, some may not... but I have a flight to LA tonight as that is where I am moving... Well See ya! You'll always be my favourite McDonalds family!" I yell while running back down past the fries, stealing one on my way out.
I gotta get out before they all start hugging me and all that stuff. I've said a proper goodbye to the people there that I need to, but when everyone says goodbye, that will really just push me to the crying point because of how much I love them all like a family.
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I arrive home at 12pm. Perfect. I grab the last of my bags and through them into mths back of my mums car. The rest of my belongings were shipped a few weeks back with El's stuff too, and should already be in LA waiting for us. I run into my bedroom and look around at the almost empty room before me. I try not to tear up, but I'm never good at trying to hide my emotions. It's not long before my face is full of tears. Damn lucky I chose not to put my makeup on today.
This room has and will honestly be my favourite room. No matter how many bedrooms I got through in my life, they will never be able to top it. I've spent so many nights and days in here. Different people have come and gone. Different memories have filled the room. Different stages of colour have spread around the room.
Different stages of me, and yet, they all describe me so perfectly, and this room has definitely made me the person I am today. That may sound weird, but I am being 100% serious.
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