*Amelia's POV*

I have a lump in my throat from the tears I want to cry. My chest hurts physically.

"My last few hours here, I want to spend with you." I choke out.

"What do you want to do?" Louis asks.

He tried to convince me several times earlier to stay with him. I want to, but I can't, I can't stand in the way of the girl he's suppose to be with. I know that someday when he finds that girl, he'll thank me. I, on the other hand, will be alone, that's what I want after today. I want to be alone.

"Can we just lay in bed and talk?" I ask.

To think, earlier, we were in the kitchen having fun making pancakes and throwing flour everywhere. We went on bumper cars, we had a photo shoot, and most of all, I felt happy, loved and content.

"If that's what you want." Louis responds.

He lies down on the bed and covers himself up then pats the spot next to him.

Last night we went to sleep in that bed. This morning we woke up in that bed. We were all happy.

I get in the bed next to him and put my head on his stomach and my legs around his.

As I hear my phone buzz. I begin to cry. My heart sank into my stomach as I reached for it, stopping the conversation Louis and I were having. He continues to stroke my hair. I can feel his heart beat faster than before.

"Mia, come down to the lobby." My mother says.

"Yes, Mother." I respond in sobs, getting up from the bed and getting my luggage. Louis quickly stops me and grabs two of my bags as I get the remaining.

Notes

Sorry it took so long to update. Thank you for reading!!!