November 11, 2014
I made my way home, back to Luke's house (which was my house now as well). I was excited to talk to him.
When I got back home, I realized the boys were there, along with this one girl Leah, or something like that. She had been hanging out with Ashton a lot.
I walked into the house, expecting to see them playing FIFA. I didn't see them playing FIFA. I saw Luke making out with Leah as the boys watched.
"Wha-" I began and dropped my purse.
"Luke?" I asked, walking closer.
"Jen, babe.. I- I can explain!" He ran towards me after pulling away from Leah.
"Don't even try," I ran upstairs to my room. I grabbed my bags and stuffed everything of mine in them. I ran back downstairs and outside. I threw the bags in the back of my car. It felt like de ja vu. This was almost exactly like when I moved out of living with my dad.
I walked back into the house. I hugged all of the guys for a solid minute each. I have Luke a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll see you all soon.." I said softly.
I began to walk out the door before I stopped myself, "Oh! And Leah!"
"Yeah?" She looked at me and stood up. I flipped her off, then slammed the door behind me, laughing.
I got in my car, and Luke ran out of the house. I began to drive away when he almost forced me to stop when he opened my door.
"What do you want?" I asked. He smashed his lips on mine, "don't go.."
I kissed him,then pulled away. My eyes began to form tears, "I'll see you soon, I promise.."
I closed the door and drove away. I drove towards my dad's house. I wrote on a piece of paper, "Going back to France.. Don't know when I'll be back. Love you:) -Genevieve xoxo".
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I arrived in France hours later, after quickly booking a flight and flying here. I drove to an old friend's house to ask her if I could stay with her until I get a job and can afford a place. Thank god she said yes.
I made my way to her guest room and unpacked most of my things. I had lots of clothes, plus I had some of Luke's things that I decided to keep.
I walked down the hall and saw into her room. I saw it was slightly messy, with men's clothes a lot of places on the floor.
"Charlotte!!" I called into the living room.
"Oui?"
"As tu un petit ami?" (French; do you have a boyfriend?)
"Oui," she answered.
"Vit-il ici?" (French; does he live here?)
"Oui, ce que ce sera un problème?" (French; yes, will that be a problem?)
"Non, c'est bien. Il est juste que je reçois sur une rupture.." (French; no, it's fine. It's just that I'm getting over a break up.)
"Oh. Je suis terriblement désolé." (French; oh. I'm terribly sorry.)
"Je suis ok," I replied. (French; I am okay.)
"C'est bien. Il était gentil?" (French; that's good. Was he nice?)
"Oui très. Il me manque." (French; yes, very. I miss him.)
"Arrêtons de parlor de choses tristes, d'accord?" (French; let's stop talking about these things, okay?"
"Bien," I nodded. (French; okay.)
"Encore une foils, Charlotte, merci beaucoup," I thanked her for letting me stay with her again.
"Ce n'est pas un problème. Je vais profiter de vous avoir ici," she smiled. (French; it's not a problem. I'll enjoy having you here.)
"Sera-ce correct si il ya un bébé ici aussi?" (French; will it be okay if there is a baby here too?)