|Ranked #269 in Jacob Sartorius 🏆| I don't know what to put here. You should read this story tho :)
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**disclaimer: I wrote this in like 7th grade and fixed a few things last year. You may be the judge of the story.**
**Hannah POV** The plane lands. Jacob grabs his bag and mine and grabs my hand. We walk off of the plane and some fans spot us and snap pictures.
We stop by the seating area and Jacob runs his fingers through his hair so I run my fingers through it, smiling. I've always wanted to do that.
He grins and grabs my hand and we leave the airport. A car is parked outside and we get in. The driver takes the bags and Jacob opens my door for me and gets in after me.
The ride home is long and tiring. I get dropped off at my house and Jacob plants a kiss on my head.
"Goodbye, my love. We need to do this again. I'll text you!" He hugs me. I hug him back and kiss him on the cheek.
I stand on the curb watching the car go out of sight. I sigh. That was fun...
I heave my suitcase into my house and to my room. My mom is doing the night shift at work and Damian is at a friend's house so the house is mine for the night.
God, it's so lonely here. It seems so weird not being around someone constantly: Security, fans, the Magcon boys, Jacob, and etc..
I lay on my bed and text Jacob. He doesn't reply until 10 min later. Jacob probably just got home and couldn't grab his phone.
My phone buzzes. Message from Jacob 😍❤. I jump to my phone and text back.
I want him to have a sleepover. Not do anything bad but just hang out and cuddle. (NOTHING MORE YA THIRSTY PEEPS)
He asks his mom and she says yes as long as he doesn't do anything bad. He promises and rides his bike over.
I get up and change into my joggers and Jacobs hoodie from his merch. I run downstairs to the couch and go to the kitchen. Hmmm what's left from when I left.... I grab a yogurt and sit on the couch.
Someone knocks on the door. I jump up and open it. I hug him. He walks in and takes off his Vans. I'm wearing fuzzy socks with polar bears on them. I blush and take him to the couch. We cuddle and watch a movie on Netflix. He falls asleep on me.
I smile and take a picture. He's so cute. I post it and it gets tons of likes right away. I close my phone and run my fingers through his hair and sing. Then I suddenly hear him singing along to Last Text with me.
"And you should know, you're always the last text that I send before bed."
I blush and stop singing.
"You're my last text..." he finishes the song and brushes the hair away from my face.
He looks up and kisses me. Not on the cheek. Not on the forehead. On the lips. I feel a connection. It's just... BOOM! We just kiss...
Until the door opens....
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DANG! They just have problems with people walking in on them with doors 😂😂
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