The car ride was filled mostly with meaningless conversation, it was awkward. Now I wish we hadn't talked so much on the phone, because then we'd have more to talk about.

I examined the dashboard of the car while Jaime chattered on about something I wasn't really paying attention too. It was a nice, very nice. I didn't see who the manufacture was because it was dark outside, but it was definitely a sports car. Something expensive for sure. I noticed some of the features of the car, satellite radio, seat warms, the works. I also noticed his car had handsfree bluetooth for his phone, I thought only soccer mom vans had that, but I guess I was wrong.

"Mike were you even listening?" Jaime asked, pulling me back into reality.

"What?" I asked, turning my head towards him.

"I asked you a question like five minutes ago..." he said, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Oh um, can you repeat the question?" I asked sheepishly.

Before Jaime had a chance to respond, a dreadful ringing filled the car's radio speakers. I flinched at the unexpected and very loud noise.

"Fuck," Jaime muttered looking at the dashboard screen, "I should take this, it's Tony. Um, just stay quiet. I wouldn't use the bluetooth, but my phone's in the backseat."

I nodded as he accepted the call, "Sup Tone?" he asked, speaking louder than before.

"First of all, you're incredibly late to your own party. Seriously where the fuck are you? Matt's being an asshole again..." Tony's voice filled the car. I bit my lip at the sound, he still sounded the same.

"I'm sorry, I had to pick up a cousin from the airport and his plane got delayed. I just have to drop him off at the hotel and I'll be right there," Jaime said calmly, "What's Matt doing?"

"Just his normal shit," Tony replied, "I don't what his problem has been, ever since we started working on Collide With The Sky he's been a major dick!"

"I know, I know," Jaime sighed, "It's not like we can just get rid of him... We need a drummer."

"Yeah, yeah, we could easily replace him!" Tony said, sounding rather upset.

"Turtle, we're not talking about this tonight. If he's still giving us shit after the album releases I'll talk to Vic about replacing him. But until now, deal with it," Jaime said, sounding equally upset.

I feel bad that their drummer's an ass. I bet he'd be a bitch to tour with, cramped up in a small confined space for months on in.

"Fine," Tony complained, "Just hurry up. Bring your cousin with you if you half to! Just hurry, Cam's no help as usual. That boy's too shy for his own good..."

My eyes widened when he said 'bring your cousin.' I looked at Jaime and he shrugged, shaking his head, whatever that means.

"We're pulling in the hotel now, no need to bring him along. I have to go, see you in like 20 minutes!" Jaime said, lying again, we weren't even close to any hotel that I can see.

Jaime hung up before Tony could respond, biting his lip on the process, "I hate lying," he mumbled, "But Vic's face tomorrow is going to be priceless, so I guess it's worth it..."

I didn't say anything to respond, and he didn't demand anything from me. The silence that fell upon us was comfortable, less awkward than the conversation he was attempting before Tony called. I let my mind wander, it eventually landed on Tony, for the unteenth time today. I thought about his voice, and the last thing he said to me;

"I love you too," he whispered, relaxing into my embrace, "You're my first and hopefully last love."

I forcefully planted on last kiss on his forehead, inhaling as much of his scent as I could. That's one of the things I love about him, he smells simply amazing, I can't put it to words.

I held back tears as I quickly walk into my room, closing the door in his face before turning the light on. Everything I needed from my room was already packed and ready to go. All I had left to do was to leave tonight, while the others were asleep.

It took a lot of contemplation before I realized that I couldn't tell them goodbye to their faces. I just know I won't be able to leave if I do, I'm not strong enough for that. I'm being selfish really, for second guessing leaving. Right now, I'm nothing but a travesty, causing everyone pain. Once I leave, their lives will get better. It might take a bit of time, but this will do us all good eventually.

I paced back and forth for a while, lost in incomprehensible thought, before I decided it was late enough for me to leave. I pulled the notes I had written earlier today and read them over once again, biting my lip to stop myself from crying. When I was done reading Tony's, I flipped it over and looked at the picture on the back. It was my favorite picture of us really, even if it was from another time completely. We looked so happy, we looked so in love, even though at the time, neither of us knew what we had was indeed love.

I flipped the note back to front and grabbed my bags, two huge duffle bags, both really, really heavy. I slowly and quietly made my way into the living room, careful not to make any sudden movements that could result in noise. I sat my bags down and made my way into the kitchen, placing the notes separately on the kitchen counter.

I bit my lip again and walked back towards the bedrooms, I wasn't leaving without saying goodbye to the one I loved. When I was at his door, I slowly opened it and poked my head in, praying he was asleep. My prayers were answered, he was. I silently watched the sleeping man, my heart breaking a million times over for him.

'Mmmm Mikey," he said in sleep, cuddling up to a pillow he was already hugging.

I inwardly whimpered, my heart breaking again, tears burning in the back of my eyes. All I want to do now is crawl into bed next to him and forget about my plane ticket, forget about the months rent I already paid for my new apartment. I can't do that though, I have to get better. I have to stay away for real.

I let a single tear slide down my face as I turned out of the room, carefully closing the door behind me, knowing fully well this will be the last time I see his sweet face again. It was a really somber situation really, slipping out in the middle of the night, without a word. I feel like nothing in my life will ever compare to this experience, but I guess you never know.

We pulled into the hotel, causing me to come back to the present.

"You remember the plan, right?" Jaime asked me, as he pulled into the drop off zone.

"Yep," I said, popping the 'p.'

"See you tomorrow then!" Hime exclaimed, he was so excited.

"Yeah," I said, getting out of the car. I walked to the trunk and retrieved my bag before walking into the hotel, checking in and going to bed. For it was late, and I was tired.

Notes

Title Cred: Mayday Parade

Ok, I'm really impressed with this chapter, I feel like it's one of the best for this book so far :D