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"What gate are you headed off to?"

"It says here, I need to go to Gate 16, on the left wing."

"Ah, I need to be in Gate 36, on the right."

"I see."

"Mmm."


Suddenly, a woman's voice announced over the speakers:

FLIGHT 483DE TO LONDON IS NOW BOARDING

PLEASE PROCEED TO GATE 36.

FLIGHT 483DE TO LONDON IS NOW BOARDING

PLEASE PROCEED TO GATE 36.


Alexia and I exchanged quick glances, before both our gazes fell on the floor.

It was time for her to go.

"That's my gate." She laughs nervously and I don't look at her, because I know it would only make it harder for the two of us.

"I'll call you when I land." is all I say and I know she wanted to hear more than just that, as I heard her inhale and hold her breath.

"Yeah." She croaked, before giving Michael a small wave with her fingers.

"Don't, Alexia." I whispered to her, as I looked down the hallway we were to separate into. Michael was standing idly at the opposite end, with our suitcases and bags.

"I'm not crying, 'Cal." She assures me with a trembled voice and then she lets out a laugh. I could see from where I stood that she was fighting back the tears from falling down from her eyes and I wanted nothing more than to hold her, kiss her and take the same damn plane to go where she was going and be where she was.

"You know, I can't." I repeat, reminding her, reminding myself that I couldn't do any of those things as much as I wanted to. 

I tried to keep my voice stern as a few people who walked past us began to stare suspiciously.

"Not here."

"I know." She says simply.

"We're gonna see each other again. You understand?" I say under my breath, before taking one step closer towards her aching body. "We're gonna see each other again. It's not goodbye forever."

"I know."

"I'm only a call or text away."

"I know that."

"I love you." I say and I can't help myself as I waited for the hallway to clear momentarily. Quickly, I pressed my lips against hers and hoped that she understood everything I couldn't say out loud.

When she breaks away from our kiss, she breathes in and stares at the floor for a mere second, before facing me with a smile and saying: "I know. I love you too, Calum."


FLIGHT 483DE TO LONDON IS NOW BOARDING


" Take care of yourself." She mumbles, before gripping my arm and rubbing her thumb over my skin.

Before I could add anything else to say to make her stay a little while longer and make the last moment we shared go by slower, she turns around on her heel and began to wheel her luggage towards the walk-alator.

"Alexia." I hear myself call after her.

But she doesn't turn around once, nor did she bother when I called her name out again for a second time.

She doesn't say goodbye.

FLIGHT 483DE TO LONDON IS NOW BOARDING

She just keeps on walking, with the head she tried so hard to hold up high and doesn't look back at all. 

 It was like I was some stranger.  

I don't know why, but suddenly everything felt wrong as I  watched her go, until she was just a dot at the end of the hallway and I, a statue.   










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Today at 3:39PM

From: Alexia

Dad just picked me up and I'm now on my way home!

Good luck with meeting the Madden Brothers :) I know you'll all do great!

I love you, Calum. Take care of yourself xx

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Michael Clifford

@Michael5SOS

Every single time. Hello L.A.!

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