She smiles as Paul is clearly spent. Landing on sofa with a thud, she removes her hand from his dick. She gets up adjusting her shirt and, reaching for the open pack of wet wipes on the chair. Three weeks till Grinnell. Part of her didn't want to leave. Everything was so familiar. So comfortable. She throws the wipe in the bin and lands back on the sofa politely. She nestles herself in Paul's arm-pit and he gently kisses her on the shoulder.
"Gonna miss you"
"It's going to be so weird, being somewhere else"
"What you gonna miss?" Paul prods her with his elbow...
My dad, my dad's film nights. Which are every night. My bike rides. Just looking out of the window and knowing squahimish like the back of my hand. I'll miss that lake I pass by, going to school. I'll miss the vending machine full of yakult. And of course, regular access to your penis" Ellie nods with a straight face.
"Cool. What time are you leaving?" Paul asks,
"Thursday, six fifteen am, bright and early!"
"I'll be there, I promise" He lightly kisses her on the forehead.
As the busy weeks go by, their friendship stays the same, making out here and there, a little foreplay too. The morning to move on has finally arrived. She 's there with rucksacks and her Dad's food. Her father would have loved to have been there, but he had work. Her acquaintances Elena and Rory had showed up. They gave her cute gifts like books and keychains. They waved her off. Ellie made sure they were gone walking up towards the top to make it look like she was leaving.
Only to pause and surrender the train without her. Paul had texted her at five am this morning. Repeating that he'd be here. Why the fuck hadn't he showed up?