Change in Heart

Chater 33- The real last day

We'd just reached the airport and so far Karlie and I had been tear free, but I doubted it would stay that way. After last night this was going to hurt like a bitch.

Alex and Will had insisted on dropping us off on the airport and we'd meet George when we had gone through customs. I was glad George was coming back with us, it'd be nice to have one of the brothers back with us in England, even if it was the one who screwed me over.

I rolled my eyes at that thought, I'd always been one to hold a grudge. He was great really, he wasn't that self absorbed ass like he was back I'm England. Thank god.

We rolled our suitcases up to the check in desk, somehow managing to avoid the queues that were forming at the desks for the other airlines. The Woman on the desk looked British, and that was confirmed by her accent.

"Good morning."

"Morning," Karlie and I replied to her glumly.

"Oh you're British too?" She asked Karlie, giving her a wide smile. I guess I'd picked up an Australian accent in the time I'd been here.

"Yeah I am," she returned the smile.

We passed the woman on the desk our passports and boarding passes. She looked at us in turn, then to our passports, nodded her head and passed them back.

"Are you two gentlemen not flying today?"

Will cleared his throat and shook his head, "No we're just dropping them off."

She nodded her head, understanding our situation somewhat. "Can we have the heaviest suitcase on the scales first please."

Karlie laughed nervously, "I guess that's me." Alex lifted her suitcase, which proved to be a struggle, and placed it on the scales. Trust Karlie to bring back half the continent with her.

The woman attached all of the required tags and stickers and then sent the suitcase down the conveyer belt. And of course, exactly the same thing happened to mine.

I always panicked about luggage getting lost, despite the amount of times id flown and always having my bags waiting on the other side. She gave us our new printed boarding passes and pointed to the entrance to customs where we had to go next.

"I suppose we leave you here then..." Alex mumbled when we reached the door marked 'customs' in huge yellow letters.

Karlie threw her arms around his neck and kissed him senseless. God damn it hurt so much seeing her like that. She really really liked that kid, it was obvious. Will grabbed my waist from behind and rested his chin on my head. I sighed, rubbing my stinging eyes.

I span around in his arms, searching his eyes for an alternative. As if he read my mind, he shook his head and closed his eyes pulling me closer to his chest. How was I going to last two years without these arms around me?

"I can't do this Will," I whispered, as my tears started to stain his T-shirt.

He brushed down my hair and caressed my cheek, "Of course you can. Nobody said its going to be easy, but you can do it."

Before I could reply, his lips were on mine and his hands in my hair. My arms locked around his neck which meant I was on my tiptoes as high as I could to make me taller. His hands left my hair, cupped my face and then ran down my sides to my waist where he pulled me against him to close the gap between us.

His lips parted mine and before we got too carried away in the middle of the airport terminal, I pulled away and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"I suppose you have to go?"  he said, still catching his breath.

I couldn't reply, in fear of completely losing it. I nodded and let go of his hand I had been gripping tightly. Karlie was waiting by the door and Alex was heading back to us with glassy eyes. This really was it.

"Goodbye Will," I managed to choke, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"Goodbye Li, just remember I love you."

I tried to smile, though I think it looked more like a wince. "I love you too."

I rolled my suitcase up to the door next to Karlie and I grabbed her  hand. We both needed each others comfort more than anything. The boys walked off in the opposite direction and I cried like I have never cried before into Karlie's shoulder.

"Wait here one second," I spluttered.

I sprinted back to the door, past the check in desks and shouted  to Will, as he was about to leave the building with Alex. He wheeled around the second he heard his name. He'd been crying.

I continued to run and jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and crashing my lips onto his. My tears still hadn't stopped and I knew it wasn't helping Will seeing me in that state. He set me down on my feet and smirked at me, forcing me to involuntarily chuckle and wipe away my tears.

"Let's do this goodbye again. But this time less emotional."

"And how do you plan we go about that?" he asked, still giving me the cocky smile.

"You're an asshole."

"Now that is just nasty Libby." he placed a hand against his heart. "You're stupid."

"Good one dipshit."

"Now go get on that damn plane before I personally drag you there." he shouted, pointing to the door I'd just come from.

"Fine..." I pouted, "But just remember..."

"What?"

"I hate you," I grinned.

He mirrored my smile, "I hate you too."

***

"Karlie! Libby!" A voice yelled behind us at the gate we were waiting at.

I turned around and saw George running towards us, with his rucksack swinging from his hand.

"Hey George you actually made it," I laughed as he approached us and caught his breath.

"I just.... ran.... all the.... way...." He panted, throwing down his bag.

Karlie and I broke into hysterics for the first time since we had been dropped off. We checked the screen and saw our flight was boarding. The gate opened and we waited in line with the other hundreds of people who were taking the same move as us.

"Boarding passes," A muscular man demanded, holding out a tanned hand as we reached the front of the line. We gave him our passes which he tore and gave us three ripped pieces back. I mean seriously... if you get paid to rip bits of paper at least rip them neatly. Jeez.

The plane was comfy. That was all I could think about as I sat in the blue leather seat in the middle of Karlie and George, waiting for us to take off. I pulled out my phone and opened up the last message I'd receive in Australia for a few years.

But just remember... I love you. x

That boy will be the death of me.

An air stewardess walked down the aisle, making sure all of the overhead compartments were closed."All electronical devices switched off please, we are about to start our ascent."

I switched off my phone and slipped it back into my pocket. And this was it, we were at the start of the runway. The engines powered on, the lights dimmed, and within a few seconds we were no longer in Australian territory.

I'm sorry this part is so short, I promise the next will be longer;)