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Bree’s POV.

“Was that all?” Emily asks for like the millionth time.

I roll my eyes. “Yes, Emily that was all.”

I told her what had happened back at the store with Matt and the boy named Niall. She was kind of excited, as if something between me and that boy was going to happen, but I made it clear to her that I probably won’t see him again.

“Oh, man! I’m upset that I didn’t see him!” She says. “I mean, I saw some other good looking boys, but I didn’t pay much attention, honestly.”

I giggle. “Well, that’s a first.” I say.

“Hey!” She exclaims, making me laugh more.

“You know I’m kidding.” I say, linking arms with her as we continue walking around the mall. Once I bought my snapback we got out to see where we could go next. I’m not going to lie, I was wishing I could see the blonde guy again, but I had no luck. There was just something about him that made him attractive and honestly, I’ve never met a guy who treats women like that, which only made him more attractive. Shaking my head, trying to forget about the boy I turn to look at Emily. “So where are we going next?”

She smiles. “There are some other stores where you can buy more clothe, if you want?” I swear, this girl is obsessed with clothe, but I still love her.

I return the smile and nod. “Sure.”

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“Whoa, I’m glad I got rid of some of my old stuff because then I wouldn’t have space in my closet.” I explain, gaining a laugh from Emily. We went to 4 different stores and I just couldn’t help it. They had so many beautiful things and I just had to buy them.

We were now walking towards Emily’s car and it was just past three, so we decided to go eat some frozen yogurt before heading home.

“I can’t believe you’re leaving in two days.” Emily says as we’re eating.

I sigh. “Honestly, I can’t believe it either. I mean, this all feels like a dream.” I try to explain myself. “But I have to admit that I’m excited to see Uncle Paul. Besides, I’ve always wanted to go to London!” And honestly, I’m just trying to convince myself that I really want to go. Don’t get me wrong, I really want to see my Uncle, but it’s hard leaving all this behind. My friends, my neighborhood, my old life. “It’s still hard, you know.” I finally admit. Emily is my best friend and if I have to trust someone, I know it can be her. “And I won’t lie, I’m scared.” I finally look up at her and I see her smiling a little.

“Love, its okay to be scared.” She says, putting his hand on top of mine trying to comfort me. “I would be bloody afraid as well, but it’s normal. This always happens when something that you’re not used to happens.” She explains. “When Leah went to college, she felt the exact same way.” And this is how she begins telling about her older sister.

Leah is amazing; she used to play a lot with us when we were little. She’s 7 years older than us and now lives in another state with her husband. Emily told me that when she went to college, it was hard for her getting used to the idea of being away from home and away from everyone there.

“It was hard.” She says. “But you see, in the end everything turned out fine. Now, she’s living with her husband, who she met there, and she always tells us that she’s really happy.” She continues. “You’ll get used to living in London. We’ll stay in contact and we’ll visit each other and things are going to be easier than expected, you’ll see. And who knows, maybe you meet your prince charming over there.” She says, adding a wink. And I just laugh. This and for many other reasons is why I love my best friend. I must say that I’m feeling a little better now and besides, I still have a few days to spend time with her. “Oh, but before you go, you have to make me the delicious pasta you cook. Oh my God, I’m sure going to miss that.”

I laugh. “Of course I will. We can have this romantic dinner tomorrow, what do you say?”

“It’s a date!” It’s her response, and I just laugh.

After eating our frozen yogurt, Emily drops me off. We decided to have a movie day in my house tomorrow with candies and all that stuff, so we could have “our romantic dinner later.” We just wanted to enjoy the time that we had left together.

Once I go inside my house, I go directly to my room and got out everything I had bought from the bags. I place each stuff where they belong, but without organizing them too much because I had to pack soon anyway. When that’s done, I just lay on my bed thinking and I can’t help to go back the blonde guy in the store. Niall.

Could it be that Niall?

I sigh, thinking that I won’t see him again. I wish I could though.

Just then my phone rings, interrupting my thoughts.

“Hello?” I answer.

“Hey Bree.”

It’s Uncle Paul.

“Hi!” I say, excited to hear his voice. “How are you?”

“I’m really good, love. What about you?” He asks.

“I’ve been better, actually.” I find myself saying not sure why. I mean, besides my parents situation I’m good. I should be.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, concern suddenly taking over his voice.

Suddenly I feel my eyes getting teary. “I just... I don’t know. I just want to be with you already, I guess.”

And this is when I find out that I actually miss Uncle Paul. More than before. More than ever.

“Just two more days, love. Be patient.” He says. And I can tell that he’s smiling a bit. “We will be together soon.”

I nod, even though he can’t see me. “But I’m scared at the same time.” I tell him. And this is when I finally confess everything to him. I tell him everything I told to Emily today. Not that I didn’t trust what Emily told me, I really did, but I just needed to hear my Uncle talk. He actually told me the same thing Emily did, and I don’t know why, but he made me feel better than before.

“And there’s something I need to tell you,” He added. “Maybe that will make you feel better, but I really don’t know.”

I smile. “What is it?”

“No, I can’t tell you yet.” He says. “You will find out when you come to England.”

“Aw, that’s not fair!” I exclaim, earning a laugh from him.

“I’m sorry, love.” He replies. “Well, I need to go now, but we’ll talk soon. I can’t wait to see you, dear.”

“I can’t wait to see you either!” I admit. “Goodbye Uncle Paul. I love you.”

“I love you, too, sweetie.” And with that we hung up.

I put my phone aside and stand up from my bed to change my clothes and put my pajamas on. I wash my face and teeth and lay in bed, as I listen to some music. I grab John’s favorite blanket and I hug it tightly as I close my eyes, and I start thinking. It’s been one week since they’re gone. It’s actually really depressing when I stop and think about it. I’m not able to see them again and it’s a really scary and depressing thought.

Tears fall from my eyes and I just wonder if I’ll ever get over this. Of course I won’t forget them, but will I ever get over this sadness? Will I ever get over these depressing and scary thoughts?

 I hope so. I really do.

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