I was already packed and ready to go by the third month. I must have repacked about a thousand times. I was so excited. I was getting butterflies. I was nervous or was it cold feet. What if he feel the same anymore.
By the time the fourth month came I kept chanting to myself I'm ready to go, I'm ready to go.
Nick called and said they were ten minutes away. I started saying my goodbyes I didn't want Nick to see me cry. I cried like a baby.
I didn't know how long I was going to be away from them. When Nick knocked on the door. I was so nervous. There was no turning back now. My dad opened the door and I took my time coming down stairs.
It wasn't really that I was taking my time. I was making sure I looked presentable. No cry streaks, panties not riding up.
No boogies or eye crust. Breath test check, smell self damn I smell good. Practice entrance.
By the time I came down stairs. I had two suitcases and a small duffle bag. (I think I over did it).
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My Life With Nick (Completed)√
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