Chapter 22

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Alesana's POV -

I was rudely awoken by the phone ringing. Our wake up call to get to the airport. He picked up the phone and hung it up again. He looked over to me and said, "Good morning, beautiful."

"Good morning," I said.

He smiled and I said, "Wow."

"What?"

"I feel so great right now."

"As do I," he said.

He gave me a peck on the lips and said, "We'd better get ready."

I nodded and he got up. He got his clothes out and started getting dressed. I sat up and covered myself with the comforter. I remembered every detail from last night.. and it wasn't helping me focus on waking up with CC changing right in front of me.

I said, "Hey love, can you hand me my suitcase?"

"Sure," he said. He grabbed my suitcase and set it right in front of me. I opened it and looked through it. I pulled out some panties, a bra, lace tights, and my long, kinda baggy, off the shoulder Guns'N'Roses shirt. I changed into the panties and bra and got out of bed. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face, brushed my hair up into a ponytail, and went back out.

He was in his usual, a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, and his BVB sweatshirt. He was getting his Converse on and talking on the phone with someone.

I got on my clothes then my black Converse and grabbed my purse, put the stuff we put in the bathroom into my suitcase, zipped it up, and cleaned up some in the room, like the pillows on the floor, the sheets somehow falling off of the bed, and a crooked lamp shade thing.

He laughed and said, "We made quite a mess last night."

I nodded and laughed. He said, "Ready?"

I nodded again and we took our stuff out of the room. We went to the elevators and got in. I said, "What time is it anyways?"

"Six AM."

"Holy.. that's early."

He nodded and yawned. "But it's about the time Carolyn goes to sleep back home."

"I wonder how she is..."

"I talked to Andy."

"You did?"

He nodded.

"And..?" I asked.

"Well, Carolyn's going to have to use an inhaler for awhile."

"Sh*t," I muttered.

"The doctor left us some notes to follow by for when we get home. It's alright, love. It's not your fault."

"But it is, Chris. I had asthma as a little kid. I had it until I was 8."

"Well she won't have it forever then. It's all okay," he said.

"I guess you're right," I said.

He smiled and kissed my head. The elevator hit the lobby, Chris checked out, paid the fee, and we went out and got a cab to the airport. We got into the cab and started driving over there.

I sighed.

CC wrapped his arm around my shoulders and said, "What?"

"I had such an amazing time. Being here with you. It went by too fast  and now it's over."

"We'll be back again soon. But with Carolyn so she can see everything and hopefully little me."

"A little you would be the best thing ever," I said.

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