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Lunch ended and we make our way back to my room.

"We need to pack. Our flight leaves at 3 pm, and it's..." I look at the clock on my phone, "1:15 pm."

"Okay," he replies.

"Didn't you already have a suitcase when you came here? Considering that you were supposed to stay here for a few days," I ask.

"Yes. I'm going to go grab it," he says, leaving my room. Levi comes back with a suitcase and a pile of clothes. He lays his suitcase beside mine on the bed. I grab my clothes from my closet and begin folding them up again. Levi does the same, but with his pile of clothes.

Around 2:00 pm, we're packed and ready to leave. Levi grabs our suitcases and puts them in his car. I write a note to my parents saying that I'm going back to L.A., and I leave it on the kitchen table. When I exit the house, Levi is in the car, ready to go. I hop in the passenger side and buckle up.

"Ready to go?" Levi asks.

I sigh in relief, "As ready as I'll ever be."

And with that, he starts the car and drives us to the airport.

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