A Little Infinite [Finished]

Chapter Nineteen. [Final Chapter]

Mylla's POV

Charlie being back here for three days, was a splendid gift. I really couldn't have asked for anything better, than him staying for a short period of time. Even though we're back to the Long Distance Relationship again, because he's left, its all tough on me.

I dropped him off at the airport and I honestly couldn't let go of his hand. By the time he was about to check in for his flight, we kissed so slow and so passionate, as if it was the goodbye kiss happening all over again. It hurts to see him leave, but in order to keep and maintain what we have, he has to. 

   I'm not letting go of his promises, when he said he'd be back for me after he graduates. I have faith in that, in what he said. If he was able to prove his love for me, I am more than sure that he can prove it when he's mentioned that after our high school years, he's back with me. And we're both willing to act as if this whole LDR never happened. We were both willing to forget as if we've never fought. 

I'll be honest, I cried a bit when he left. But it wasn't as much as I cried on the actual time he left, that was more painful. I think I cried more back then because, I never got to drop him off the airport. 

I was just so sick of hearing his voice by calls, or his face by skype. I wanted to see him physically right infront of me. There were even times when, I wanted to spend all my savings and risk all my will to go after him in Australia. You could say that it was by the power of love.

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Charlie's POV

Once I left Mylla after our lips connected once again, my stomach churned. It didn't feel right, to leave her and not be by her side. It made me feel so, incomplete. You all can get a perfect picture that, three days is never enough to spend time with your loved one. 

Think Charlie, think. Fuck it. Maybe I could extend a day or two? Too risky, everything is already risky.

And with that, the wild side of my brain is on again. I don't know if this plan its coming up with the right one, but it sounds like one hell of an idea. 

     I'm so tired of leaving my girlfriend behind, I'm so tired of always being the good son, the obedient kid, and I definitely am tired of my father having control on things I can do. Me being at the legal age, I realised that I'm old enough to make my own decisions. I don't need my father to guide me, I don't want to follow his footsteps on becoming a successful business man. We all knew from the start that, it just isn't my think. Other than being obsessed with Mylla, I love love love basketball.

Who cares if I lose all my money that dad is going to give me for college? But what I do care about is, when I do this, he either agrees with what I have to say and walk off or his ego kicks in again and forces me to do as I'm told. Even if that involves losing Mylla. This was the risk.

Gulping, as I hear each heartbeat pump, I took my phone out of my pocket and dialled dad. I am so late for my flight, which gave me a chance to stay for another day. Or better yet, if dad respects me enough, I'm able to stay here for a lifetime. 

About a minute or two, he finally picks up the call. 

 I haven't talked to any of my parents for months, but it doesn't literally mean I was snubbing them. They were just acting as if we didn't survive, unless it came to things like this. Once they left me and my sister to go to some business trip that takes two years, we learnt to live without them and act as if they didn't exsist either. They were there financially, but not there.