Limited Time (Rosé x Fem Reader)

Chapter Thirty-Three

Y/n's POV

I stood in line for the airport security with the guys as none of us spoke. There was just the hustle and bustle around us as people dressed in fancy suits or comfy clothing talked about where they were going and for what reason; whether it be for work or vacation. I told the guys everything this morning and they just let me cry more. I even saw Milo and Luka get a bit teary eyed with my story. But they know I'm not in the mood for jokes or anything like that because I just feel horrible. I have my own personal storm cloud over my head and I know it'll be there for a long time.

The guilt has been eating me away.

I was with Rosie throughout the whole leg of the tour and got her hopes up like a fucking idiot. I should've made things clear right after our first time together, but I was fucking stupid and didn't. I let her fall for me.

I let her fall in love with me.

"Next." One of the TSA employees said as I stepped through the metal detector, nothing pinging saying I had any sort of metal object on me thankfully because I was not in the mood to be pulled aside. I grabbed my stuff and put my shoes back on over to the side as the guys went through the process as well.

"Do you want any snacks?" Ethan said me as I just shook my head,

"No, I'm okay. You can go get stuff at the little store there." I told him, pointing to the small corner store that was right here, selling a variety of snacks. He nodded his head and Luka also went with him to get something as Milo sat down next to me as we waited for them. I just stared at the tile flooring in front of us before whispering,

"Do you think I made the right decision?"

I needed to know at least someone's answer. I didn't ask the guys this question earlier because I was just crying too much explaining everything. But I was starting to second guess myself and my actions. I had to block Rosie's number last night because I wouldn't be able to keep it together if I even got one single text from her. I'm surprised the girls haven't blown up my phone, telling me what I did was stupid and they hate me for hurting their best friend.

I should probably block their numbers as well.

"For which part?" Milo asked me quietly as I sighed,

"All of it."

"Well, we don't know if that was the right decision right now anyway, do we? We haven't been through the long term effects of it to know if it'll end up being a good decision. You haven't even been to one therapy session yet. You did what you believed to be right in the moment, so now we just wait. I know there's the guilt and regret you're feeling, but if we decide if you made the right decision now, we both know those two emotions will tell you that you didn't make the right choice. So we just have to wait since that's what we have to do with every decision we make in our lives." Milo explained to me as he suddenly became some wise old man speaking to me, as if he's lived 100 lives. I glanced over at him,

"Can you promise me something?" He nodded his head,

"Of course, what is it?"

"That you'll make the decision whether or not to keep in touch with Rosie and the girls." Milo's eyes widened a bit at my request,

"Are you sure? You made it clear to Rosie though that you don't want her in your life?"

"I'm sure. She won't be in my life, she'll just be looking in through the small lens you may provide her. I just ask that you wait a bit before making the decision, let things blow over and then pick what to do. Don't tell me when you contact them, or even if you never contact them at all. Keep that knowledge to yourself and I'll never know. You don't have to contact them and update them about me if you think it isn't the right thing to do. I trust you, Milo. Leave me in the dark with this one." Milo looked at me and then slowly nodded his head,