With less than an hour of sleep the night prior, the purple bags under my eyes were prominent. I blew a huff at my reflection, not very satisfied with my looks. I ran my fingers through my hair and checked my make up before making my way out the door.
As I walked into the airport, my stomach dropped. There was a pit in it, and I could feel the nerves building up over how anxious I was.
I followed the signs above me to the correct terminal and gate, glancing at the time on my phone. I stood near the exit, where he would get off the plane. I was so anxious but so excited. I had been dating Luke for now over six months, but it still felt like I was going to be seeing him for the first time.
I paced small circles since I wasn't able to stand still. I glanced at my phone, seeing there was only minutes standing in my way.
Soon people became to come out of the exit and I skimmed the crowd for Luke. A dozen people passed me before I saw him walking towards me.
His black bag hanging off his shoulder wearing his snapback and black jean jacket. We made eye contact and both broke out into smiles. I walked towards him slowly as he walked towards me.
He dropped his bag as he approached me, "Hi," he said softly, almost like he was shy to see me again. I responded by wrapping my arms around him tightly, letting the butterflies take over my stomach, and the heat rush to my cheeks.
"Hi," I said with my head buried into him. I didn't know how much I longed for his hug until now. I never wanted to leave his arms, they were my safe place. They were my home.
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Just Words and Not Reality (5 Seconds of Summer)
FanfictionThis is a collection of short "imagines" I have created for 5 seconds of summer. They are just ideas that have came into my head and that I decided to write down and share. Some may appear in my stories and some may not, nonetheless, enjoy the smal...
