Life of a Direction-ette

I run, picking my feet up farther, dropping them down faster. I have to be there when he gets off that plane. I can't think of anything other than, Damn. How did I freaking fall asleep on this?
I don't have the time or the patience to slow down, so I pick up the pace. It nearly tires me down, but I can work through it. I skid to a stop once I'm right in front of the doors of the terminal. That's when I see him. I can't breathe with the tears in my eyes. I use the rest of my energy to run up to him.

"Zayn!" I yell really loud. I can't control my emotions anymore. I don't want to. The second he sees me, he drobs his bags and holds his arms open just in time for me to jump into them. I jump up, wrapping my legs around his waist and hold him tight.

"I missed you so freaking much, Zee." I say as loud as I can.

I hear him laugh softly with his arms under my legs before he says, "I missed you to."

I think I might cry. I can smell the familiar smell of cigarets, linen and chocolate. He's so warm and cuddly with his hair in my benie.

I pull back a bit to smile down at him and kiss his lips softly. He's the one to pull back first. He looks up at me with a gleam in his slightly golden eyes.

"I love you, you know. I love you so much."

"I love you, too. I don't think you get how much I missed you." I respond to him.

He shooks his head at me and slowly releases my legs. Once I regain my footing, Zayn says, "I missed you more than you missed me, I'm sure of it."

Before I can deny, he kisses me with all feelings he held back and I to him. He places both of his hands on either of my cheeks to pull me closer.

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