Have you forgotten?

Rafaela's P.O.V.

I don't know how long have we been sitting there, in each others arms, but I stood up as soon as I heard my flight being called. Harry stood up with me.

"I should go.", I said going towards the exit.

He followed me close behind. I stopped and turned around just before entering, Harry now stood right in front of me. I put my arms around his neck and hugged him tight. He was a bit taken back but soon hugged me back. Tight. He put his head in my neck. I felt wetness against the skin over my neck.

"Haz, why are you crying?", I whispered.

"I will miss you.", he whispered back. I pulled back to look in his eyes.

"Hazza, I will be gone only a few days and when I come back, and when I come back, I will be around you so much that you'll even get tired of me. We are touring together, remember?" I asked, taking his face in my hands. He just nodded. People had started gathering, forming a small crowd, so I let go of his face and gave him a quick hug after turning around and walking in the narrow tunnel, leading to the plane. I turned around one last time to see Harry still standing there. I waved one more time and he returned it. I turned back around and walked the rest of the way to the plane.

After about 3 hours I was in Bulgaria, Sofia, terminal 2. My mother stood outside with a very handsome man around her age. I hugged her as soon as I approached her. I pulled away and the man next to her extended his hand towards me, to shake.

"Hello, I am Kenneth and you must be Rafaela.", he said, me shaking his hand politely.

"Yes, nice to finally meet you.", I said offering a smile.

"Ok, let's go now, Lea is waiting in the car.", my mother said and walked outside. They walked towards a black Honda while I just followed close behind. Who is Lea? I put my Suitcase in the car trunk and opened the back seat door to climb in, only to see a girl around 11-12 years old, sitting there, playing on her phone. I climbed beside her and closed the door. I have always liked children, but I was never good with talking to them. I just found it awkward.

Kenneth climbed in the driver seat. Then it hit me. Why did we talk in English? Is Kenneth not a Bulgarian? I didn't notice at first, cause I talk in English most of the time. I wanted to ask so bad, but I was too shy to do it. I just didn't know how. I guess I will ask my mother when we have time to talk.

Notes

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