"I'm all packed." Mike said, frowning as he tried to shut his suitcase. I got up and sat on top of it and he zipped it. "Thanks."
"No problem." I smiled meekly.
"What's up with you? You've been acting weird lately." He said, sitting beside me.
"I'm going to miss you a lot is all." I said, putting my head on his shoulder.
"You're going to be good, right? Eating and everything?" He asked.
"Of course. It's just. . . I lost you for so long. I don't want that to happen again." I replied.
"You're not going to. I promise. It's only six weeks! Six short weeks. You'll be in Australia, I'll be on the road, and you might even come tour for a little while! Even if you don't. . . six weeks isn't that long." He said.
I smiled, for real this time. "You're not going to meet some other girl, are you?" I teased.
He chuckled, intertwining our fingers. "You're the only girl I want."
**
"Oh, be good, won't you? All of you together for so long does make me worry you'll get into trouble." I worried as I said goodbye to the eight boys standing in front of me.
"Us? Get into trouble?" Jack asked. "You must have us confused with someone else, Charley."
I smiled. "I love all of you so much, honestly. It'll be dead quiet around my apartment without you. Okay, Vic! Make sure you drink olive oil to keep your throat good. You too, Alex. Tony, your vitamins are in your suitcase, okay? Jack, I packed your extra glasses for you in case you break your other ones. Rian, your poker chips are in the front pocket of your suitcase. Am I forgetting anything?" I asked.
"I think you love them more than me." Mike pouted.
I looked over at him. "There is no one I love more than you. Speaking of which, where are Of Mice & Men?"
They looked at the ground. "Um, they left already."
I gasped. "What? They left? He. . . He really left. He left without saying goodbye." I bit my lip. "He's never done that before."
"Don't worry about it. He's just mad at you, but he loves you." Jaime said.
I sighed. "He says telling me goodbye before he leaves is his good luck charm."
"They'll sound awful then, won't they?" Mike joked. I glared at him. "I'm kidding, they'll sound great. Please don't be sad."
"I'm fine. You all should be going." I shook my head as they filed onto their buses, then turned to Mike. "You too, Mikey."
He bit his lip. "You know, I think we have time for a quickie back behind the bus."
"No, we don't. You need to go. I love you, alright? I'll see you soon." I smiled, leaning my head on his chest and looking up at him.
"Charley, Charley, Charley. You're killing me!" He shook his head, then laughed. "I'll FaceTime you tonight. I love you so much."
"I love you, Mikey." I kissed him for a final time and waved as the buses drove away.

Notes

I know it's short, sorry. I actually love reading your feedback and it really sucks whenever you guys don't leave me comments to go off of. I know I talk about them a lot, sorry. Hope you like this chapter!
I've already got ideas and have started writing the next few chapters but I'm not certain so. . . . I would LOVE to hear your ideas and suggestions! If you give me something I end up using, I'll give you a shoutout.
It's already December in the story. Cruise season is well over, don't you think? c;