Shits & Giggles
SUNDAY: September 10th- 1:00 am
“I don’t know what I’m gonna do when you’re gone,” I cried. “I won’t even get to see you on your birthday!” I hadn’t cried this hard in so long, since my birthday actually. I was lying on top of him with my forehead resting on his neck. He was holding me tight, like he usually did, and rubbing my back. My grandparents apparently had gotten over the whole ‘no boys in your room’ rule, because they didn’t say anything when Niall came upstairs with me, and when my grandma came in to say goodnight she wasn’t even surprise to see me sitting on my bed with him.
“I’ll miss you too,” he said. He hasn’t been talking much today, but when he did it sounded like he was going to burst into tears at any second. I feel like he thought he had to be strong for me, but he really didn’t have to; nothing could make me feel better. He was leaving for 6 months tomorrow. “Are going to come to the airport with me?”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I?”
“Well, Danielle doesn’t go with Liam because she knows she’ll cry.” That was probably a better idea for me; if I was crying this much, imagine how I’m going to be when he walks away from me in the airport….Oh my God, I can’t even. But then again, I want to spend as much time as possible with him, even if it will make the goodbye harder.
“I’ll be there.” I kissed his neck and laid my head back down on his shoulder. He started singing the chorus of ‘Wipe Your Eyes’ by Maroon 5 as he rubbed my back, only making me cry harder (x).
LATER THAT DAY- 9:00 am
I hated seeing her like this; I wanted to make her feel better, but there really wasn’t anything I could do. I was trying to stay strong for her, but just looking at her was bringing tears to my eyes. There was nothing I could say to make her smile or laugh; we’re just doomed to mope around the airport looking for our terminal. Sasha and Harry probably looked just as bad as us…or worse. Sasha’s face got really red when she cried so she couldn’t really hide that she was crying.
It was still kind of early, but there were a lot of people in the airport. There were quite a few fans here, and I tried to look happy and wave at them, but I didn’t stop walking; Treasure usually was the one waving to the fans, but this time she kept her head down as she walked. I was holding on to her hand for dear life, not wanting to let her go before I absolutely had to.
We got to our terminal early and I was glad I had that time to just sit with her. All four of us sat in the corner away from everyone else. I put my arm around Treasure’s shoulders and pulled her into my chest. She laid her head on my shoulder and I could feel my shirt getting wet from her tears.
“Do me a favor?” I whispered.
She lifted her head up and looked at me. “Anything.” Her voice was all broken and I felt my heart drop a little.
“Have fun in school, okay?” She gave me a confused look. “Go to parties, get drunk, do all the stuff you did before. Don’t let me not being there stop you from having fun, alright?” She was quiet for the longest time before she laid her head back down on my shoulder.
“I don’t know if I can promise that Niall.”
“At least try,” my voice broke at the end and I brought my free hand up to wipe my tears away before the fell. “Promise me that.”
“Okay.” That meant she wasn’t actually going to do it, she was just saying okay because she didn’t want to talk about it, which is understandable.
“Treasure, promise me.” She looked up at me again and looked back and forth between my eyes. This is killing me; absolutely killing me.
“I promise.” Right as she finished the intercom said that me and Harry’s flight was boarding. A sob ripped through her and I hugged her tight before we all stood up. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her into another hug.
“I love you; I already miss you.” I mumbled. Her body was shaking from her sobs and it was just bringing more tears to my eyes. I heard Sasha and Harry whispering something to each other, and Sasha was sobbing just as much as Treasure now.
“I love you too,” I leaned down and kissed her lightly before I pulled away to kiss her on the forehead, then started walking towards the tunnel, with Harry next to me. Right before I walked through I looked back at both her and Sasha and waved; Harry did the same. They waved back but I think we only made them cry harder.
We walked through the tunnel to the front of the plane and sat down in our seats. Harry looked like he was about to turn around and run back to Sasha any second, but I really couldn’t blame him because I was about to do the same. My phone vibrated in my pocket with a text from Treasure:
I miss you so much, Niall
That hit me hard. I texted back:
I miss you too. Don’t worry, the time will fly by. I love you.
Yeah. I love you too
We both knew I was lying; 6 months doesn’t just fly the fuck by.
“Sir can you please turn your phone off?”
“Yeah sure.” Harry mumbled. I turned mine off too and put my hood up over my head, before leaning my forehead against the window. I gave up, and finally let my tears fall as I watched us roll away from the airport.