Loneliness

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"Well, that's it for the two of you today!" Ian remarked.

"Wow, early release." Noah smiles. "Also the car's unlocked if you want to go get your things." Noah whispered to me.

"Yeah, we didn't want to take time away from the two of you. Now go have fun on a date or something." Anthony teases.

Noah sighs loudly as he puts his coat on. "Well, when will I see you guys next?" I ask before heading out the door.

"You're both scheduled next for this Thursday." Ian replies.

"Well, see you guys Thursday!"

"Bye Shayne!" Ian and Anthony waved.

"Bye guys!"

"Bye Shayne!"

"Bye Noah!" I closed the door, grabbed my bag from Noah's car, and walked to the nearby bus station. I waited for my bus and got on. I'd only been on the bus for a few minutes when I got the text from Noah.
Did you leave already?

Yeah

I could've just drove you home!

Nah, I'm going out of town anyways. Got a new acting gig.

Well congrats Shayne! See you soon!

See you soon Noah.

Noah's POV:

Well, what do I do now? With the early release for me I have a few hours to spare. I decided to clean the house. While going through the house I found a big sweatshirt on my bed. Shayne must've accidentally left his hoodie here.  "What do I do with this?"
I ask myself. Something inside me said to wear it. I couldn't resist. I slipped into the big, soft hoodie. I smiled. It's as if he's still here with me. All the sudden my phone buzzed.
Ian: NOAAAHHH
I smiled and replied
You: IANNNNNN
Ian: what are you doin?
You: nm just cleaning my house
Ian: ur house cant be that dirty, you cleaned it like four days ago
You: yeah, i know. Im just bored. Im probs gonna go watch Netflix now.
Ian: well bye then !!

Shayne's POV
I walked in the door of the hotel. "Hi sir how may I help you?" The woman behind the desk asked.
"Uh, room for one please."
"Well I could make it a room for two." The woman winked.
I felt uncomfortable. I missed Noah. I missed Damien. "Nah it's alright." I stuttered.
"You sureeee?" She smirked.
"Y-yeah."
"Well I'll go get your keys." She stood up and walked to a room in the back before almost immediately coming out. "Room 161. What name is it under?"
"Shayne R. Topp. Shayne with a 'y'."
"Ooh Shayne? That's a cute name." The woman said as she typed my name into the computer. She handed me my keys. "Bye Shayne." She waved and winked at me as I walked up the stairs. I pulled my phone out. 3:37 pm. Damien should be available right now. I called him.

Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ring. Heyyy! It's Damien Haas here! If you're hearing this I'm a little busy right now so leave a message after the beep.

I hung up. I sighed and walked into my hotel room. Hey, Noah could be available! I should try calling him.

Ring ring. Ring. "Hello!"

"Oh shit Noah!"

"Hey Shayne, what's up?"

"Ah nothing much, just got into my hotel room."

"Well that's good."

"Yeah, the woman at the counter tried flirting with me and it made me kind of uncomfortable."

"Well I'm here if you want to talk about it!"

"Yeah, actually. That'd be, like, really nice."

Noah and I talked for the next five hours, even entertaining each other while we had dinner. "You have that acting gig tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah yeah."

"Then you should probably get to sleep."

I looked over at the clock. "Not a bad idea." I laughed. "Well, it was great talking to you.

"You too Shayne!"

"Goodnight Noah."

"Goodnight Shayne." Click.

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