Our Little Secret//lh

37 • whats best for everyone

Meredith's p.o.v
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I sat in the airport, carry on bag in the seat next to me. Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars playing in my ear while I listen to the intercom system for my flight to be called.

I thought about going back home a few times, but I changed my mind every time, deciding this was best for me and for Luke and Ashton's friendship.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when my music pauses and the ringtone for my calls blasts through my ear. I look down at my phone to see Luke's name pops across my screen.

My finger hovers over the answer button for a few seconds before I decidedly decline his call. My music resumes for a few moments before a Voicemail notification pops up on my phone. It was from Luke, but I decide to ignore it all together.

Mentally, I was exhausted and the last thing I needed was to hear Luke's voice blasted through earphones.

I was weak—mentally, physically and emotionally. Nothing felt worse than your brother hating you and having to give up someone you love, but I needed to get away. Ashton and I will find our way back to each other. Who knows—maybe him and Luke won't even be friends the next time I go back to Australia—if ever.

I check the time, and as the clock inches closer and closer to my departure time, I began to calm down. I thought about all of the laughs I had. I thought about all of the friends I got to see again, all of the blurry nights. I thought about the kisses and hugs—the endless amount of love I received with Luke—the endless amount of happiness he gave to me at every second of the day.

Even just thinking about him now made me happy and sad all at once. It was a bittersweet summer—I experienced a love like no other—and a heartbreak—and still managed to see the good parts of that too.

I finally made up my mind about moving to the United States permanently. Gwen was awful excited to see me and end our last year of college together. I had so much to look forward to that I knew Luke would soon become a distant memory again.

"Flight one-thirty-seven to Los Angeles, California is boarding at this time." The intercom yells. I stuff my other earphone in my ear and make my way to the entrance gate.

This is good, Mere. This is what's best for everyone.

"Ticket please." The flight attendant asks. I pull my ticket out and hand it to her. She scans it before smiling and handing it back to me, "Enjoy the flight."

I nod my head and continue along to my flight. I enter the plane, quickly finding my seat before stuffing my carry on into the compartment above.

I sit down in my seat, watching as people on the plane begin talking amongst each other and looking up at the front, but I pay no mind.

My music pauses and it's a call from Ashton. I half smile before I hit decline and my music begins to play again. After a moment or two, Luke's name pops up again and I decline it once more.

A few more calls from Mason, Calum and Mikey and I decline them all. I knew what I was doing—things were going to be better for them.

This is what's best for everyone, Mere.

Remember that.

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Sorry this is super short, but it's just kind of a filler