Let Yourself Fall // sequel to My Ethan Karpathy

Chapter 88.

BRAIS POV:

This is our worst concert ever. He's trying to one up me, even though he'll never admit to it. I sort of wish I was going on last, so I wouldn't have to be the nice one. It's kind of sad really, I kind of hoped we could've sorted it out, but now I just want to get home. I need to get away and stop messing up people's lives. I'm going to miss them, as much as I hate to admit it. I'm sure Cat and I will keep in touch, but I'm not sure about the rest anymore. I think I've just blown any chance of getting on their good sides again.I need to get away from Paisley the most. I think I've hurt her the most in a way. A lot of what she's had to deal with the past few months were my fault. I started arguments, I let my jealousy win. I let her kiss me, I let myself think with my dick, not my head. Ethan finishes his song and invites me onstage, sounding a lot more friendly than he wants to be. He doesn't give any eye contact and doesn't do what's scripted. He just invites me on and hands me the microphone. I do my speech and we run off stage. We both go different directions, not in a hurry to talk to each other. The bus ride to the airport was slow and boring. I put in my earphones while I pack my final stuff into my suitcase. I think I only have depressing music, because it's making me feel worse.

I feel the bus come to a stop outside what I assume is the airport. I stand up and walk to the closest window, seeing big sliding doors. It's definitely the airport. I reluctantly force my legs to move. I pick up my bag and wheel it towards the door. Ethan is already out the bus and waiting on the footpath. His flight is half an hour earlier than mine, so I'm going to have to sit there for a while on my own. I try to make eye contact with him as I drag my bag down the steps, but all my efforts fail. John leads us into the airport and through check in. We go through bag drop and collect our boarding passes. John leaves us to go through security. That means I'm about to have an awkward twenty minutes alone with Ethan.

"Well, it's been great working with you. I wish it could've ended differently." John sighs, waving us over to the side.

"Thank you." I say at the same time Ethan says;

"I'm sorry."

"Look, guys. I know something personal has happened, and I've been thinking. You two are really too young. Maybe we can try again in a year or so when you've matured a bit." he tells us. I don't know why this makes me angry, it just does. 'Matured'.

"Okay, thank you John. We are both really grateful for what we've had." Ethan says on my behalf. I just nod.

"Alright, well, don't miss your flight. We'll keep in touch." John nods before gesturing for us to go.

We scan all our stuff through security and collect it at the other end. Ethan and I barely say a word, I just follow him through the airport blindly. He walks through shops, buying coke and chocolate. He stops at a sign, and looks up. I see that he's reading the flight times, and I see mines been delayed. Oh great.

"Brai, I have to go." he says, which almost scares me. It's the most he's said to me in ages.

"I'm sorry." I blurt out.

"What for?" He asks, eyeing me suspiciously. Seriously? He's going there? I sigh and realise it's probably better to just answer.

"For trying to take your girl, for intruding. For punching you, for causing trouble. For anything I've done." I explain, hating how he's just loving this. That feeling goes away in his eyes, though. And he says something I didn't expect him to.

"Please don't be sorry. It's not your fault, and I'm sorry for stage attacking you. I made the worst mistake, and now it's over," he says. "Let's just leave it at sorry?"

"Okay, friends?" I ask, hoping that wasn't too cheesy.

"Friends." he confirms, actually smiling at me. He hesitates for a second, but pulls me into a quick bro hug.

"Well, i should go before I miss my plane. Keep in touch alright?" He says.

"Alright, see ya." I say before turning my back to him.

I walk back down the airport, looking for something to do for an hour. I spot something out the corner of my eye, and for a second I totally forget where I saw it. Something in my brain tells me that I just missed something really important. I continue to turn in a full circle, looking in every possible direction for whatever caught my eye. My heart skips and my breathing falters when I see the hair. The long, brown, wavy, perfect hair. Anything that beautiful could only belong to one person.

Paisley.

A/N: I'm sorry it's so short. I want something to update in the morning/afternoon when I get up. And now The A Team is on nova.. Plz help. *Can't breathe* *Dying* *Shortness of breath* *leg flinch* *rapid heart rate* *more dying* *dramatic point to sky* *last dying words* "I love you Jai."

Peace, love and Ethan Karpathy.