The next few days flew by. I spent as much time as I could with Shane. It was tough since he was so busy with such a hectic schedule. I didn’t want it to end. I never wanted to say good bye. Today would be the last time I’d see him. Maybe ever. We were going to meet at the airport and Bryan was coming to say goodbye to Ashley. I don’t think she even cared. I was tossing things in my suitcase. Clothes, the camera, everything I’d bought in the past few days.
"I am so happy we’re going home," Ashley said. "I am so tired. We did so much in the last few days."
"Aren’t you gonna miss Bryan?" I asked.
"Nope. Not really. I’ll miss Abs and Scott, but they’ve been gone for two days and we’ve already had our goodbyes."
"I’m gonna miss Shane."
"For a little while you probably will, but he’ll go on. He’ll forget you exist in a day or two. This is your last hurrah with him."
As much as I knew that was true, I didn’t want to believe it.
"Well, we better get going or we’re gonna miss the flight," I said.
We grabbed all the luggage and went downstairs on the elevator. Shane and Bryan were going to meet us there.

* * *

We got to the airport about an hour early before our flight. Shane and Bryan got there about a half hour later. It appeared that Nicky, Kian, and Mark were with them. They weren’t supposed to be there. Shane came over to me and we got up and left the others. We went to a part of the room where no one else was.
"Well, I guess this it," I said.
"I know, but I don’t want it to be," he replied. "It’s not going to be. I’ll find some way to see you. I promise."
"I don’t know, Shane."
"I will. I promise. I love you, Laura. I just can’t let you go like that."
"I love you too, Shaney."
It was killing me that I had to go now. Not now, I thought. He put his arms around me and held me for the longest time. Our eyes locked and we kissed. As our lips parted I burst into tears. He ran his hand over my cheek trying to wipe my tears away. He wrapped his arms around me again. I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"I wanna know
Who ever told you I was letting go
Of the only joy that I have ever known
Girl they were lying
Just look around
And all of the people that we used to know
Have just given up they wanna let it go
But we’re still trying."

It was the lyrics to Swear It Again. I always loved that song, but this time it only made me even more depressed. I looked over Shane’s shoulder only to see Ashley roll her eyes at me. That really ticked me off. She thought he was just playing games with me. I couldn’t stand it any longer. She always had to look at the negative side of things. I must have wondered into space for several seconds because he was singing the chorus now.

"I’m never gonna say goodbye
‘Cause I never wanna see you cry
I swore to you my love would remain
And I’d swear it all over again and I
I’m never gonna treat you bad
‘Cause I never wanna see you sad
I swore to share your joy and your pain
And I’d swear it all over again."

Just as he ended the line, they called for our flight. It was time to leave. Shane and I had already exchanged phone numbers, addresses, emails, and all that stuff. He squeezed me tighter to him for the last time.
"Goodbye’s not forever. Ya know that, don’t ya?" he asked me.
We had one last kiss before I left which was so rudely interrupted by Ashley yelling at me.
"Let’s go. Do you wanna miss the plane or something?" she asked.
"Actually I do, but I can’t."
"I’m leavin’ your ass here then."
She walked down the long corridor to the plane.
"Shane, I love you, but I have to go."
"I love you."
I turned to go. I didn’t want to look back. If I looked back I would want to go back and miss the flight. I was still a little teary-eyed when I got on the plane.
"It’s about time. Gees. You act like you’re gonna see him again or something."
"You know why?"
"Why?"
"Because I am gonna see him again."
"Whatever."
"You’ll see him again and plan on being with him for a long time," a voice in front of me said.
I leaned over the seat and looked down. There was a guy sitting there. He appeared to be about eighteen or so.
"And who are you to know something like that?" I asked.
"Let me introduce meself. The name’s Ken. Kenneth Sherlock. Just consider me your guardian angel of sorts. I know anything and everything there is to know about ya and your future."
I leaned back in my seat.
"What’s the matter with you?" Ashley asked. "You look like you’ve seen a ghost."