I stroll around the hotel grounds, not knowing where to go, I need Tom but everyone would probably frown on that, more than anything I need Nathan but I know that isn't possible. I only have today to get through today and then we can go home, what happened from there I wasn't sure. I couldn't stop in that flat, sure I'd miss Tom but maybe me and Kaya could get a flat close by? I place my sunglasses over my eyes as I struggle to stop squinting in the blinding sun, what was I gonna do all day long. I stumble along up to my room, my mind is absent and my feet are the only thing that are functioning properly. I know my suitcase had been packed by Nathan but I might aswell make a proper job of it, I don't want to forget anything. I let myself in and back up as I see Nathan sleeping on the bed. This is still my hotel room too though, and I need to get my belongings together before we fly in the early hours of the morning. I creep around the room, grabbing items of clothing that he hasn't already slammed into my suitcase, and then sit it on it as the zip threatens to remain open. I sigh in frustration and choose to sit for a while watching him sleep, it maybe creepy but I don't know if I'm ever going to see that perfect, innocent face again, waking up to him every morning is my definition of perfect, and I've thrown all that away, the only thing I'll be waking up to in a morning is a pit of loneliness and regret. Nathan rolls over and I gasp slightly when his eyes are open, looking back at me. I jump up and begin to pull my luggage, that still hasn't been zipped up completely. My suitcase pops open and all of the clothes I've just packed sprawl themselves across the floor, I swear with anger and bend down to pick them up again, going red from embarrassment as Nathans stare burns into me.
"I was awake all the time" He croaks. I try to ignore him as tears stroll down my face, not even packing my suitcase could go right and this one stupid thing has sent me over the edge, I didn't want to cry infront of him, I only have myself to blame.
"I wanted to see what you'd do, and by the looks of it you're giving up" he commentates as I repack.
"I'm just packing my suitcase ready for the flight" I sniff through the tears.
"Did you shag him again last night?" He asks me coldly. Does he seriously think that low of me, does he think all of these tears are an act?
"No" I say through gritted teeth, I'm trying to keep calm, but I can't take much more.
"What did you do then?" He asks me, like he's just asking me a normal civilised question.
"We went to sleep" I state. He gets up from the bed slowly and helps me to put the clothes back in my suitcase, I don't know why he's being nice.
"Have you got your inhalers?" I stupidly ask him, not wanting them to be in my suitcase incase he needs them.
"Yeah...you look a mess" Nathan nearly smiles back.
"She's got a good hit I'll give her that" I laugh a little, touching the slight bruise on my face. Nathan doesn't return my laugh, and instead he grabs my hand, looking at the few spots of blood were the glass had gone in.
"I didn't mean for that vase to hurt you, I just needed to throw something" he whispers, a look of ashame etched on his face.
"It doesn't hurt, maybe it should have hit my head to knock some sense into me" I sigh, wishing more than anything for him to hold my hand like he used too.
"Where is Caoimhe anyway?" Nathan moves back from me, reminding himself that he's not supposed to be nice to me.
"Tom said she got a flight back last night" I explain, feeling guilty for what this has done to her aswell.
"I can't believe she slapped you" Nathan laughs, I don't know if he's laughing at her or me.
"She might have done more if you didn't push me out of the way" I say gratefully.
