Chapter 31: Runaway

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I'm tired of lying...Anyways, continue with the story!


2 weeks later

Emily POV:
Here I am.

Standing in the Philly airport.

A few businessmen are here and there, sipping their coffee.

I take in a deep breath, and start walking towards the gate.

This is it.

This is goodbye.

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Alison POV:
I wake up at 7 AM with an awful stomach ache.

I roll over on my side, and grab my phone.

I keep up my daily routine from when Emily and me were dating.

But no cute morning texts from her anymore.

No more of her telling me how much she loves me and misses me after 1 day.

It's been 2 weeks, and I still do this.

I haven't seen her or talked to her in 2 weeks.

I sigh, and lay down, sinking down into my pillows.

My stomach turns, and pain goes through me.

I ignore it, and pull the covers up to my chin.

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Emily POV:
The girls know I left.

I made them promise trey wouldn't tell Alison. She can't know.

I hand my ticket over to the lady, and board the plane.

"FLIGHT TO SAN ANTONIO, TEXAS NOW BOARDING! FLIGHT 378 GATE 29!" The person over the intercom speaks.

Glad I was the first person to get here, I smile and walk to my seat.

I sit down and plug my headphones in listening to 5 Seconds Of Summer. Alison's favorite.

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Once we've landed, I grab my suitcase and get off the plane.

I call a cab, and I'm off to my parents house in Texas.

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Alison POV:
Seeing as I have nothing to do anymore, I call Hanna to see if she wants to do anything.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Han. What're you up to?" I ask.

"Nothing. Just eating." She responds.

"Of course." I scoff in a joking manner.

"Shut up, bitch." I giggles. "So, why'd you call?" She asks after a few seconds.

"Do you want to go shopping?"

"Yes! Who do you think you're talking to?!" She squeals on the other end.

"Okay. Pick you up in 10." I chuckle.

"Wait!" She yells into the phone.

"What?" I groan with a laugh.

"Can we get food while we're out? And ice cream?" She asks.

"Sure."

"Yay!

I look at the time, and it's almost noon.

I'm wearing a flowy black crop top that shows my belly button-which I got pierced with a diamond-and ripped white shorts. I slip on my white lace toms, and a white beanie.

(A/N How hot would Sasha/Alison look in that, though?! Be honest.)

I also got a diamond stud in my nose.

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