Day Two

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 "To all passengers boarding on flight 2717.. Destination London, please proceed to the departure area..." 

 "Fred, come on, we'll be late in our flight!" I shouted at him, he was currently listening to his iPod with some music I don't really like to listen, "Come on Fred!" I told him as I tried to drag him out of his seat, "Lily.. come on, it's not we are going to be really late right?" he said as he followed on the way to the departure area, "It's better early than late," I told him, "well, it's better late than never," he said, rolling his eyes at me,

"Come on Fred!" I told him, as I drag him closer to the departure area, "Tickets?" the lady asked, we both give her our plane tickets and we proceed to the inside of the plane, "Aren't you excited?" I asked him, "No not really," he said, flicking and tapping something on his iPod, "What are you listening to?" I asked him, "You know Bring me the Horizon?" he asked me,

I shook my head, "How about Of Mice and Men?" he asked me again, "Nope," I told him, "Pierce the Veil? Sleeping with Sirens? Black Veil Brides or even Asking Alexandria? No?" he asked me, "No, sorry," I told him, "Good," he said, we proceed to the plane silently, we have our seats in the middle of the plane, my seat was next to the window and his seat was beside me, "You sure you're okay?" he asked me, "Yeah sure," I told him,

I lean my head on the window, and watch the clouds pass us by, I wonder what does it feel when you died? Will I be able to fly across the ocean? or soar in the sea? Will I be able to see God Almighty? I wonder if he will be able to comfort me when I'm sad or if I'm down, or if I miss someone here on Earth, I don't know, but I'm too excited to exprience those things before I die,

"Lily.." Fred called, "Yeah?" I asked him without looking, "Hungry?" he asked, "A little," I told him, "Excited?" he asked, "Super," I told him, "Here listen to this," he said as he put one of the ear phones on my ear, "No, that's too loud, too much..." "Just listen to the message don't mind the melody," he said, I put the ear phone onto my ear,

"Permanently yours.

Sometimes the moon looks brighter than the sun.

As times like this run up my wrist,

she hates all of the guts and blood.

Splash around with me while we move like flames on burning sheets.

And your doctor won't stop calling me her medication."

"What's the title of this song?" I asked him, "Million Dollar Houses, PTV," he said, "PT what?" I asked him, "Pierce the Veil, great band," he said, "What is this all about?" I asked him, "About a Painter, who loves a certain girl, and he will do everything just to be with her even if it means dying," he said, 

"But baby no, sometimes things don't work out the way we planned.

To live is just to fall asleep,

 to die is to awaken.

Maybe we're meant to lose the ones we love,

but I'll fight for you till then.

And if they stole you from me,

 on my arm there's a tattoo of your name."

"She loves the girl so much," I told him, "Yep, now listen to this," he said before tapping some thing on his phone and another song was playing, it was a bit slower and there is no scraming anymore, "What's the title?" I asked him, "James DEan and Audrey Hepburn, Sleeping with Sirens, the acoustic version, you want to listen the original?" he asked, I shook my head and just listened to the song,

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