The Friday came and I spent all day fretting about how I looked and what would happen. My flipping dress kept on staining whenever I got water on it, and when you spend all day crying that is ALOT. I frantically tried drying it under the hand dryer and the marks went a lighter colour than the dress, I looked such a state that I nearly went into town during my lunch break to buy another outfit. Fortunately, after properly drying off and cooling down, the marks on my dress disappeared completely and I was ready to go and face what I had been dreading.
I got the bus into town and was about 5 minutes late, so as the bus pulled in I could see him sitting on the wall. My feelings were weird, I just wanted to hug him and run away at the same time, it was the closest I've ever been to an out of body experience. The first half hour and so was spent with us kind of mumbling and not really looking at each other, it was really cold and business like until finally I broke down and just cried. He stood up and gave me a hug and I swear neither of us let go for about 10 minutes.
It was time for him to walk me to the bus station to meet H, we walked there just chatting like nothing was wrong. For those 5 minutes it was like we were still together. I told him about updates on my UCAS and he warned me against seeing the latest Twilight film. The only thing different was that we weren't walking arm in arm.
We got to the bus station early and I started crying again. This time he gave me a hug and stroked my hair, comforting me when we finally pulled apart he kissed me on the forehead. It was so weird as it felt so normal. I think we both felt something. Towards the end we were both crying and he was holding my hand telling me he was going to write me letters and that it might all be okay. When I finally left as H's bus came in, he kissed my forehead once more and told me to expect a letter.
As I broke down to H afterwards, I really honestly thought that he felt the same way that I did and that one day it would all be okay.
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