Denial [ n.s] EDITING

chapter sixteen

Chapter sixteen
Sawyer's POV.

Six days had passed, and it was time to get back to Gloucester.

Don't get me wrong, the Eiffel Tower, the macaroons, the designer brands, they were all breath taking.. but I just wanted get back to Nathan. I wanted to hug him, tease him, just be with him.

Hannah and I spent a night in London with my dad then returned to Gloucester the next day.

I had left my bags at home and went straight to Nathan's place along with my present for him (it was a really rad pair of headphones plus some chocolates cause you can never go wrong with chocolates) since I doubt he'd be at the hotel.

Did I just say rad? Ha.

I knocked on the door and was greeted by Jess's lovely smile.

"Hey, Sawyer!" She hugged me. "It's been so long"

"It's been a week." I say, returning the hug. "But I've missed you too." I joked.

"Mum's out but do make yourself at home. Want anything to drink?" She asked.

"No, it's alright. I'm good" I said as Jess continued to watch The Vampire Diaries in the living room.

I excused myself and went up to Nathan's room. I wasn't sure if he was inside but the door was closed shut.

I opened the door and was shocked to see his room looking empty. Maybe not entirely empty, but it was obvious that there were a lot of things missing.

Minimal clothes, shoes, and his bed was made.

I went downstairs and asked Jess where he had gone.

"Didn't he tell you? He's going on tour. He'll be gone for 90 days, Sawyer."

I froze immediately.

"T-t-tour?" I stuttered. Did I forget how to speak?

"He's in a band - The Wanted. They went their separate ways last year over unexplainable things. They're making their comeback with this tour. Didn't Nathan mention anything about it?" Jess said.

"No, guess not." I mumbled. "Thanks for telling me, I think it's time I leave though"

"Anytime." Jess smiled. "Just so you know, Nathan was worried sick about you. He couldn't get in contact with you and it was killing him - even though he didn't admit it. He was gonna tell you.."

"Well, it's too late for that now.. isn't it" I said as I left.

The moment I got home, I ran up to my room, sat at the very end of my bed with my arms wrapped around my legs and head resting on my knees like a child.

The situation confused me. Nathan and I only exchanged a few texts whilst I was in Paris for the week. Sure, there were short and rushed but the least he could've done was say something about leaving for three months?

I realized that I was starting to miss my mom, more than expected.

I wanted to go home, wrap my arms around her and hear her reassuring words. I wanted to be home.

I brought myself back to reality.

I finally found myself wondering why Nathan left. He is the reason I wanted to stay. And now he's the reason I want - need to go home. I couldn't fathom the thought of being in Gloucester it Nathan weren't here. The time I've spent with him has been the highlight of my trip; and possibly my year.

Everyone's delusional during the summertime.

I may never know why Nathan left without saying anything, or even mentioning his career before this but it is his life. These were his choices.

He's free to do whatever he desires to. I have no say in his life.

It's about time I realize that.

Summer's almost over. There's no room for delusional love stories. It's back to reality. Back to Los Angeles. Back to my somewhat of a normal and happy life.

There's no harm in leaving Gloucester two weeks early, right?