It's Not an Existential Crisis

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

*****ARIELLA's POV*****

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Ugh. I rolled over and grabbed my phone to silence the most horibble sound in the world: the alarm clock.

I stood up out of my bed before I had the chance to fall back asleep. I opened the hotel curtains which exposed the city of London just beginning to wake up as well. It was way to early for me to be getting up. I changed into some leggings and a London sweatshirt I bought. A little spritz of dry shampoo and some mascara made me transform from to a slob to a slob who kinda cares about how she looks. Anyway, I packed up all my clothes that were piled in the corner of my hotel room. It was really sad to see all my new clothes I had bought while in London being packed up into my almost full suitcase. Time to do one last scan of my area. I packed up the last minute toiletries and grabbed bth of suitcases.

"Bye room..." I said quietly while shutting the door. I walked down the hallway to the elevator- or lift (That's what Dan calls it).

I stepped in and the voice book stated, "Going down."

When I walked into the lobby with my luggage, Dan and Phil were lounging on the couch.

"Good morning guys." I said with tired eyes.

"Good morning," Dan got up to give me a hug and handed me a coffee.

"Thank you," I smiled.

"No problem" He grinned back.

"Oh! Ariella," Phil stood up and pulled something out of a bag, "Dan and I made your favorite breakfast for your last day here."

He placed a good-sized blueberry muffin in my hand.

"This looks delicious!" I said with an appreciative expression,

"It's Delia Smith," Dan whispered.

"No way," I said sarcastically, "I was expecting it to be someone else's recipe"

"What ever," Dan tried to say in a valley girl voice but failed.

After I turned in my room key, all three of us headed into one of those airport shuttles. Surprisingly, we were all pretty quiet for the ride there... It was too early to start up an interesting conversation.

"Thank you," I said handing the driver the last of my pounds.

"No problem. Have a safe flight." The man pulled away.

"Alright, lets get you to your flight." Phil patted my shoulder.

Dan, being the tallest out of all of us, led the way to security. With my freehand, I grabbed the back of his jacket. Hey, if you were a girl in an unfamiliar airport, you would do the same.

We went through the trying process of the metal detectors and baggage check. Ironically, Dan held up the line due to his metallic difficult belt. Seriously, the one day he actually wears a belt....

We then reached the dreaded part of the airport: the place where you have to say goodbye. I thought I was going to have a longer time to hang with them but there was so much traffic that I was barely making it on time for my flight back to the US.

"I just wanted to say thank you guys, for not making me feel like an outcast here. You guys just randomly accepted me as an instant friend, which is absolutely insane since I could be a creeper-" My quiet laughter ended when I heard the next announcement.

"GATE C: NOW BOARDING" said a very enthusiastic voice.

I looked at the boys with a frown.

"That's me." I sighed.