Waking up to an empty bed is the worst thing ever. With Chappo on the early shift, I'm left with the day to myself. I had plans to have a nice luxurious lay-in, but they went out the window when my phone started to go wild next to me. Reaching across to grab my phone, I glance at the clock and see it's only 7am! I groan as I sit up and click the answer button.
"Hello?" I ask groggily.
"Hello, is this Miss Taylor Reynolds?" A chirpy voice asks me.
"Yes, speaking" I say, suddenly more awake.
"My names Jemima and I work for society visa's. I'm sorry to say that your visa for permanent rights in Australia is having a few issues getting sorted out and due to this on top of your holiday visa running out in two days we'll have to send you home until your visa is sorted."
"I'm sorry, what? Home? No..."
"I'm sorry mam but everything has been sorted and arranged for you.
"Okay..."
"You have until 1pm today until someone comes to collect you and take you to the airport."
"Okay...and when can I return?" I ask, tears streaming down my face.
"I am trying my best to sort this out for you. If all goes well, we'll rush through a new application and we'll have you back on a plane to Australia within a month"
"Okay..." I manage to choke out.
"I'm sorry Taylor, but I promise to sort this out for you personally"
"Thank you..." I say, before hanging up. I sit, curled up on my bed, crying as my heart brakes. A month...a month without Chappo and they guys. After a few minutes I decide to text Hoppo and arrange to meet up with him today to sort everything out.
T – Hey Hop, can we meet today? It's important x
Seconds later, my phone pings alerting me to a new text message.
H – Hi Taylor, of course! How does 10 work? Is everything okay? X
T- 10's great, and not really but I'll tell you why later x
After sending the text I look over at the clock and see that it's already 8am so I decide to get showered and dressed. I wash myself and my hair before hopping out the shower and chucking on some comfy clothes. I decide that I should do some packing and cleaning to occupy myself until it's time to meet Hoppo.

After bouncing around to some music and tidying my apartment as well as pack everything that I'll need its nearly 9:30 so I grab my phone, keys and headphones before slipping into my trainers and starting the looming walk to Bondi.
Once I get down to the beach, I sneak my way past the tower so that no-one sees me before knocking on Hoppo's door.
"Come in..." He says, making me grab hold of the handle and take a deep breath before waking inside.
"Hey Hoppo" I say with a sigh, dreading what's to come.
"Hi Taylor...so what's this about?" He asks, as I take a seat across from him.
"Well...I, ermm got a call this morning...and my visa has been delayed with getting sorted out and with my holiday visa running out I'm being sent home until my permanent visa can be set up..." I say, staring him into the eyes, saying it all at once before bursting into tears.
"Oh Taylor...come here" He says, walking around his desk and pulling me for a hug.
"They said I shouldn't be gone for more than a month but who knows..." I say, once I've calmed down.
"Okay, well you'll have a job waiting for you when you come back" He says with a sympathetic smile.
"Thanks, Hoppo..." I sniffle, reaching for something out of my pocket.
"Ermm, well my flight is at 1pm...can you give this to everyone once I'm gone – I can't do it..." I say, wiping away another tear.
"Of course, Taylor...what about Chappo..." He asks, making my heart ache.
"I...I've written a letter. I want to say good-bye, but I know if I see him again I won't be able to leave..." I say, looking at Hoppo.
"I understand. Well – let me know when you land safely and keep me up to date with everything...I'll always be a phone call away Taylor"
"Thank You..." I say, standing up to give him another, long hug.
"I'll see you soon I hope" I say, before walking out and heading home. On the way, I stop and turn back to face the beach – taking in the view one last time before I'm on a flight back to the UK.
When I got home, I sat down, and started to write a letter for Chappo. With tears streaming down my face and a shaky hand, I put pen to paper and start writing. The letter for Chappo reads...
Dear Chappo,
By the time you're reading this, Ill be on a plane back to the UK. I don't know how long I'll exactly be gone for but I know that I will be back.
Leaving you is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. These past few months have been the best months of my life because of you and the others. I knew if I saw you again I wouldn't be able to leave so this was the only way. I've written a letter to everyone else, so they all know...
I feel like everything in my life had led me to you. My choices, my heartbreaks, my regrets. When we​re together my past seems worth it. Because if I had done one things differently, I might never have met you.
I'm sorry again. I love you Chappo...so, so much, with all my heart. Call or text me, whenever, day or night and I promise to answer you. I'll miss you...
Love, Taylor x (P.S. Please don't be angry at me...)

"Last Call for Flight 345 – Australia to Dubai to England" And with that I picked up my bag and went to catch my flight...getting on that plane was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

Later ...at the lifeguard tower, NO-ONES POV:
Chappo finished his shift at 26pm and went straight to the gym before heading home, eager to relax. Leaving the rest of the boys for another hour at the beach until lock-up.
"Guys, listen up before you go please..." Hoppo says, gaining everyone's attention after lock-up so all the shutters are down.
"I have some...upsetting news. Taylor, has left Australia for the time being." Hoppo says, making some gasp.
"Why?" Whippet says, already close to tears.
"I have a letter from Taylor, explaining everything..." With that, everyone sits or stands around the room, as Hoppo prepares himself to read the letter. After taking a deep breath, he begins.
"Dear everyone,
Firstly, I want to say that this isn't goodbye – it's more like see later. The reason that I'm leaving is because there's been an issue with my permanent visa and until it's sorted I have to go back home as my holiday visa has run out.
I just want to say thank you all for being the amazing people that you are because you have all been there for me when I've need people the most. I'll be gone for a month at most hopefully.
I love you all and I will miss you all so much. I know that you will try t reach out to me, but the truth is I may not respond because this is going to be so hard on me. I promised Hoppo that I will keep him updated on everything and will let him know when I land.
I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about all this myself it's just I only found out myself today and I knew that if I came to see you all I would breakdown.
I've asked Hoppo to give this letter out after I've left so that I can have some time to process all this myself during the flight.
I hope to see you all soon and until I return, don't party to hard without me!
Lots of Love, Taylor x
(P.S. Keep an eye on Chappo for me...)" By the end of the letter, most have tears in their eyes.
"Where's Chappo?" Whippet asks, grabbing him bag, getting ready to leave.
"He left at 5... he went to the gym, so he should be arriving home now..." Deano says, making Whippet run out of the tower and to his car before speeding off to Taylor's apartment.
When he pulls up outside, Whippet shuts off the car before racing to the front door. Finding the door unlocked, Whippet walks insides and finds Chappo sat in the hallway with a bit of paper in his hand, tears streaming down his face.
"Chappo...mate..." Whippet says, walking towards him slowly.
"She's gone...I only just got her and now she's gone" Chappo cries, before Whippet sits down next to his best friends and pulls him into his chest.
"I know mate..." Whippet says, trying to calm Chappo down whilst tears stream down his own face.

Meanwhile a day and a half later...Taylor arrives home.
After taking a taxi from the airport she finally arrives...exhausted from her journey. Getting out of the taxi she walks up to the front door of her brother's apartment and knocks. A few seconds later, movement can be heard from the other side of the door before the door swings open, revealing Callum, Taylor's brother.
"Hey Callum..." Taylor says, before the tears flow again.

A/N – Hey guys! Don't worry this isn't the end...
Just to clarify...Taylor came to Australia on 5-month holiday/work visa whilst having applied for full permission to stay in Australia permanently. I know not everything works like this but just go with it...
- Dharma x 😊