How To Date A Greek Boy

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For Saki, I know this comes late, thank you for the older comments :)
Also, you're an awesome author, though I may be a silent non-commenting-yet-voting reader :P

“You should get packing.” Fran nodded, nudging me.
I looked around, and the others had already got off the table and were making their way out of the breakfast room.

I looked back at Fran. Her eyes held only anxiousness.
For a minute I put myself in her shoes, remembering her words to me.
It’ll be a party of two.
I remembered how the party of two had become a party of seven.
And now, it was reducing to six.

I realized how Fran must be feeling, with me leaving her alone with them. We’d stuck together through everything- her problems, my problems, boyfriend issues, daddy issues, mommy issues.
And now, I was leaving her for the first time in our lives.

Spontaneously, I hugged her hard.
I felt her arms encircling me and hugging me back.
“I’m still always there for you, okay? Just because I’m going right now doesn’t mean I’m leaving forever.” I whispered into her shoulder.
I felt her nod.

“Are you going to be okay?” I heard her ask.
“I’ll manage. I’ve seen worse.” I said, lying through my teeth.
“Liar.” She caught me.

I chuckled. “This too, shall pass.” I said, more to myself than to her.
“I love you. More than I love piercings and Iron Maiden.” She sniffed.
“I know. I love you too. More than… more than running away to Europe.” I chuckled.
“Idiot.” She sniffed some more and pulled away. “You take care, okay?” She said, looking straight into my eyes.
“I will.” I promised, smiling at her.

Our dorm’s atmosphere was literally gloomy, as everyone helped me pack.
I was done in ten minutes with their help.

“I think we should still do some sightseeing.” Hermes suggested. “It’ll get our minds off things.”
Everyone agreed and we all trooped out.

Amsterdam looked even more beautiful to me than it had the last two days.
Maybe what they say was right- you do realize the value of something after it slips away.

I was just starting to value what I had when it slipped away.

That day I took full advantage of everything. I laughed a little louder, smiled a little wider, and actually ended up enjoying a whole lot more.

So much so that I had no regrets when we reached the airport. I knew this trip was ending, for me at least. But I also knew that this ending signified a new beginning.
We would continue where we left off, because what we had was too good to let go.

When Kon said he’d drop me till the departure gate, everyone else automatically decided to stay back in the car. It was like they’d planned it.
Everyone said they’d miss me, but no one said goodbye, because we knew this wasn’t it.

Fran gave me one last bone crushing hug before we got out and walked it to the gate.

“So.” Kon said as we neared the gate. A line of people were getting frisked by the guards.

“So.” I shot back, digging my hands into my pockets and rocking back on my heels.

Not having anything else to say, he just hugged me. I hugged him back, memorizing how it is to like someone so much.

“Now I wish we’d gone further yesterday night.” He said into my ear. “God alone knows when I’ll see you next.”
I reddened, though I knew he couldn’t see my face.

He pulled away and looked at me, his gaze intense. “But at least I will see you again. This isn’t over yet.” He smiled down at me.
“You want to date long distance?” I asked him.
“It won’t be long distance. You’re always with me, in my heart.” He said, putting a hand over his heart.