Ella // Why Dont We {COMPLETED}

T W E N T Y - S E V E N

I woke up. Tomorrow was the day I would leave and I couldn't contain my excitement. I was to finally see Daniel again and all I wanted was to hear his voice as well as feel his body against mine. Not only would I see him, but I would be able to finally wear the ring I had been staring at for the last couple days.

I ran downstairs nearly tripping over my own feet. I had no intentions to get dressed, my pyjamas suited me well enough and were comfy too. Today was a day full of packing and hopefully not too much worrying.

I walked into the kitchen and poured some cereal and a glass of apple juice, of course I was singing Daniel's little song he made on one of his Instagram stories which was my favourite thing he had ever done; besides propose to me of course.

I swirled my spoon around my cereal beginning to feel the butterflies in my stomach thus ruining my appetite. I didn't mind though, I had enough to do today that would distract me from my hunger.

I had been thinking about texting Daniel but decided against it, I was also glad he hadn't text me, it added to the suspense of my answer I guess. Poor thing, I thought, he's probably worried sick. It's fine, he'd know in just a few days.

The house still felt empty but I guess I was starting to enjoy the peace and quiet knowing that my ears would probably be ruined tomorrow.

I walked back upstairs with the intention to pack. My hand glided up the banister and I watched it. I hoped my plan went as smoothly as this did.

I walked into my room and looked at the top of my wardrobe. All my stuff had been finally moved in, but my suitcase was stupidly put at the very top of my wardrobe. Who put that there? Oh right, I did.

I looked to the left of it where Daniel's suitcase would normally be it, of course, wasn't there.

I stood on the top of the bed and, being very careful, edged the suitcase to the edge before finally grabbing it from behind and pulling it down.

My blue stripped pyjamas got a little dusty but I quickly brushed it off before opening my wardrobe letting multiple things fall out; I had a lot of clothes.

I turned on my speaker and then started to pack. Pile after pile of clothes were thrown into my case. I was definitely one to over-pack.

Once practically everything in my wardrobe was in my suitcase as well as my wash kit and a few pairs of shoes...it was not closing. I sat on the top of the suitcase but I wasn't heavy enough. I stood up and then, pushing with all my weight, I zipped it up. It was well and truly filled.

I looked at the clock and realised the day was half gone.

I walked downstairs and did all the washing and did everything that needed to be done before I left. I walked back upstairs and laid out my outfit for tomorrow. I slumped down onto the bed and looked across to where Daniel would normally have been laying. I played his voice in my head and his soft voice soothed my head into a sleep I definitely needed.