Dear Lottie

Chapter 26

I felt the tears soon after the phone call, coming across the revelation that I missed him and I wanted to go home for the first time...ever. The hotel room was empty; the bed were made neatly, with the courtesy of Corey, considering Skye would never make a bed. I slouched on the wall, staring at the tidy room. It was scarily empty too, like my feelings at the time. I knew I loved Sam, but I wanted to be back home with Leo...and Declan. I still had an ounce of love left for that inconsiderate arsehole. "I heard what happened. News gets around quickly with a Lewis." I turned around sharply to see Skye standing there. She was in baggy jeans and a large t-shirt, which I knew was Corey's as it had the letters 'ACDC' on the front in a magnanimous font.

Forthwith, she opened her arms and wrenched me into a fond hug. I could tell she had been running as I felt her heart beat wildly in her chest. "He didn't mean to be angry at you. He was just worried. That's another Lottie law right? A symptom of love is worry." I smiled into her large top that smelt of man before exerting myself out of the hug. "Did he say so?" I restfully questioned, sniffling. "He called Corey. He was in tears so I'm guessing so. You should probably go see him." She raspingly tugged on my hand, foolishly expecting me to follow her. For the first time ever, I didn't. I resisted her little tug and I stayed glued to the spot I was in. "No." I declared, smiling cheerily. A genius plan was forming in my mind; I wasn't prepared to let it slip. "We're going for some retail therapy. Those cutesy dresses will never do for tonight." Skye looked appalled. Like I had admitted a perfect crime. "Corey said you told Sam that you'd meet him in an hour or so if you had forgiven him." I laughed out loud and threw my head back in the process. "Well, they're in for a surprise aren't they?" With positive stimulus filling her eyes, she picked up a bag and we left.