I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. It literally felt as if someone were banging my head with a hammer. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was him. His nose twitched slightly and his eyebrows were furrowed together slightly. A soft smile fell onto my lips as I took in all his features. My thumb outlined his perfect pink lips, making him stir slightly.
I placed my lips softly on the center of his forehead and then I flipped over. I pushed the covers off my legs and stood up, turning back around to pull the covers back up around Brandon. He looked so adorable. His hands reached out, grabbing blindly for something. A soft whine fell from his lips and he rolled over falling peacefully back into his slumber.
Today was the day. Today was the day that we all returned to our normal lives and act as if nothing ever changed. I returned back to high school to finish my senior year and the boys would be going home for a week or so see their families. I'm going to miss the boys so much but I knew it wouldn't be long before I saw them again, considering that my brother was in the band. This summer will probably go down in my book as the best one i've ever had.
I stripped down from my clothes and turned on the shower, letting the water droplets pelt at my skin. It somewhat relaxed me and put me at ease. Not that I had much stress, but it felt nice. I washed my hair and body, not bothering to shave since I did yesterday. I stepped out of the shower, after wrapping a towel around my hair and body, and began brushing my hair out. I let it fall lose in waves over my bare shoulders and then walked out to retrieve some clothes.
My eyes scanned over Brandon, noticing that he was still asleep, soft snores falling from his parted lips. This boy has me smiling permanently. Literally, if i'm not blushing then i'm smiling around him. I walked over to my packed suitcase and grabbed an outfit.
It was finally time to awaken my beauty. I climbed onto the bed and laid down on top of his back, "baby," I said, kissing the side of his neck. "wake up." A groan fell from his lips and I moved from on top of him to laying beside him, "wake up." I repeated once again, pecking the tip of his nose. His arms found their way around my waist and he pulled me into his chest, buying his head in my neck.
"I don't wanna get up." he mumbled sleepily. I began running my hand through his hair, "If you keep doing that, I'm definitely not gonna get up," he mumbled once again making me chuckle softly.
"I'm sorry, but please get up. I don't wanna be late to the airport." I said to him, kissing the top of his head, "Let me go. I have to pee." I told him, trying to pry his arms from around my waist. He released his grip and I stood up from the bed. "When I get back, you better be up."
I quickly did my business and began to wash my hands afterwards. I also decided to go ahead and brush my teeth. Once I was finished, I gathered my bag that I kept in the bathroom and walked out with it. Brandon was sliding a shirt over his head when I walked back into the room. I walked past him and set my bag on top of my suitcase.
"Good morning, sleeping beauty." I said, taking my shoes of of the suitcase and sitting on the bed. I heard him slightly chuckle as he walked into the bathroom. I slid my shoes on over my childish ankle socks and tied them. I stood up from the bed as Brandon walked out of the bathroom. "Do you know if any of the boys have aspirin or something?" I questioned looking at him.
"I honestly don't know baby, why?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows at me.
"My head is freaking killing me." I said, feeling completely drained of energy. I sat back down in the bed and he sat beside me.
"You okay?" he asked. I nodded and placed my head on his shoulder. "You're burning up." he whispered, placing his lips on my forehead softly. His phone dinged in his pocket and he pulled it out, "Come on, the guys are heading down to the lobby right now." he said, patting my thigh before standing up.
I stood up alongside him and walked over to my bags. I rolled the suitcase and carried my other bag. Brandon was right behind me going out the door. I guess all the others had already made it to the lobby considering no one was on our floor other than us. The ride in the elevator was quite. Nothing but soft jazz music playing in the background. The ding was heard and we both made our way out.
You could feel the sadness as we entered the group of boys that were now my second family. Well, one of them was my actual family but you get what i'm saying. I sent a small smile and they all returned it, "Vans outside guys, We need to go," Simon said making his way through the hotel doors.
I walked slowly out the hotel, trying to savor every last part of the trip before I had to return back to school. I had to bite my lip just to keep the lump in my throat from coming up. The ride to the airport was the most miserable thing i've ever had to endure. The boys that you seen on stage, the happy, energetic boys, were not here. It didn't even feel the same.
"FLIGHT 232 to THE BRONX, NEW YORK NOW BOARDING." There goes Edwin. He wrapped his arms around me and we just stood there for a few minutes.
I sniffled when he pulled away. "I'm going to miss you so much. You're like my best friend now, you need to come visit me." he said, staring me dead in my eye.
"Of course, you're like my brother now. I could never not see you again."
"Oh my god, i'm going to miss you so much." He said, hugging me once more before the robotic voice appeared on the intercom once again, notifying flight 232.
"Text me when you land." I told him as he let go of me. He nodded slightly and began making his way to his gate. He glanced back at all of us standing there in a group and waved with a small smile.
Brandon has his arm around my shoulder and I turned slightly placing my face in his chest. His large hand rubbed my back as he tried to soothe me with calming words, it helped some but soon another one of us would have to go. Not long after Edwin had left, Zion's flight was called, and then Austin's. we exchanged goodbyes as I had done with Edwin and they were off to their gate.
"I have to use the bathroom." I told Brandon, glancing around for a bathroom. Once I found a bathroom, I quickly did my business and as I was washing my hands, the robotic voice rang out again.
"FLIGHT 237 TO TEXAS IS NOW BOARDING." Crap, that's Brandon. I quickly grabbed a napkin and dried my hands, throwing it away in the trash as I ran out the bathroom.
I made it back to the main area to see that Brandon was still there waiting for me, a look of distraught plastered his face.
Brandon wasn't just my boyfriend, he was my right arm. Over the course of the summer, he became my best friend. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and he did the same to me. "I don't want to say goodbye." I muttered into the crook of his neck.
"No, we don't say goodbye. Goodbye means forever. See you later, Lily." He said cupping my face with his hands before placing a kiss on my forehead.
"When did you get so deep?" I laughed softly as a tear fell down my cheek to the corner of my lip. He smiled slightly and shrugged his shoulders before bringing me back into a hug. "See you later, Brandon." I said as we released. "Text me as soon as you land." I kissed his check and watched as he grabbed his luggage. He planted a kiss on my lips and sent me a smile before making his way to his gate.
I made my way back over to Nick and sat beside him, "This is so hard." I whispered, placing my head on his shoulder. I sniffled and wiped my nose once again as I closed my eyes and tried to process the fact that this summer had actually came to an end.
"FLIGHT 239 TO ENGLISHTOWN, NEW JERSEY NOW BOARDING." I huffed out an exasperated sigh and stood up alongside Nick. He sent me a small smile and grabbed my hand tightly.
"Let's go home," My brother said before we made our way to our gate.