A mix of six {on hold}

To late

Jax's POV.

"Uh, Jax did you just call me angel?" She asks quirking up an eyebrow.

"Uh...pfft no what are you talking bout?" I ask looking anywhere but at her.

"Oh, ok. Well let's say you did, would it be in a friendly manner or..." she lets the sentence drift off. Aw sh*t, come on Jax think of something!

"We should probably start getting up, don't want the others to wait on us now." I reply quickly getting out of bed and and grabbing the clothes I left out last night and went in to the bathroom.

Gosh I'm such an idiot. I couldn't even stay and start another conversation. I had to make it weird and just walk away, I should have said something else. About the way I felt about her. but I didn't, I splash my face with cold water and look at my reflection in the mirror. I'm such an idiot. When I walk back out I'm going to tell her exactly how I feel, I decide styling my hair up.

When I walk out of the bathroom and place the rest of my stuff into my suitcase I turn to the bed where Tillie is. But it's empty, she's not there. I was to late, she had already left.