Extraordinary

Chapter 41: See You Later

Chapter 40: See You Later

Whenever anyone watches a sad movie, there’s always different reactions that are depicted from watching it. There’s the people who are either bursting into tears at every single sad moment or trying not to cry. There’s also the people who try to or just laugh it off to try and lighten the mood (Meaning those who have no emotion whatsoever).  Or there are those who are actually trying to cry because they want to show the right reaction to the movie and make them like it even more than they do. And the most common, they have no reaction at all. (Told ya, emotionless people)  Right now, I was in between trying not to cry but wanting to show the right reaction to Louis leaving. I should be happy for him, but now I’m not sure how I’ll get on without him here. 

As tiring as yesterday was, I couldn’t sleep that night.  Louis took me back to his place and we both slept in his bed after I watched him finish packing for the tour.  I tried to show that I wasn’t going to be miserable and that I was happy for him.  He would finally be performing again and not suffering from a fractured rib. At least he wasn’t in pain anymore.

Right now, it was about 2 in the morning.  Usually I’d fall asleep at this time, especially when I’m completely exhausted. But sleep wasn’t on my side tonight.  Louis fell asleep about an hour ago, his arm wrapped around my side that pulled me closer to him and his head buried in the back of my neck.  The touch gave me a feeling of safety and comfort, but I knew that in just a few hours I wouldn’t feel that for a long time. I glanced down at his arm and start tracing the long sparrow tattoo on his arm, trying to remember the touch and feel of his skin.  

I close my eyes again, trying to fall asleep for the millionth time, and soon the sleep is able to take over.

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Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

“Louis,” I groan, trying to get him to wake up.  We were still in the same position we fell asleep in, so I was trapped with this blaring alarm going off. He set the alarm on his phone to a very annoying ringtone. I guess that was the point of an alarm clock was to get you to get up and shut it off. But this one was too damn loud at this hour in the morning.  

“What,” he groans in reply. I keep my eyes closed and shove my face into his pillow.

“Shut the bloody thing off,” I muffle through the pillow. I hear him sigh and unwrap his arm from around my waist, turning the alarm on his phone off. I turn over and watch him sit up on the bed with his back facing me.  He lets out a long sigh before he starts rubbing his eyes.   

“I’m going to kill management for making us get on a 5 am flight,” He mutters, turning around to look at me. I prop myself up in my elbow, trying to keep my eyes open. I could probably fall back asleep in an instant, but I had to stay awake for Louis’ sake. (Hey, that rhymes!) He sighs once he sees me in my tired state.

“You don’t have to come to the airport you know, we can say goodbye right here,” He suggests. I shake my head in protest.

“No, no I’m coming with you to say the proper goodbye,” I say, sitting up and crossing my arms. He smiles at me.

“Thanks,” he whispers, getting off of the bed and walking over to the dresser to get dressed. I get up myself, reaching down for the bag I brought over with clothes to change into.

“I’ll be right back,” I say, heading out of his room to look for the bathroom. Once I found it, I quickly closed the door behind me and start to get dressed. I brought over a pair of black skinny jeans, my old Superman t-shirt with the symbol fading, black converse, and a red beanie.  When I was fully dressed, I looked at myself in the mirror one final time before I head out, feeling myself crash into something, or someone.