A Boyfriend For Christmas.

Chapter 25.

January 3rd

i was on cloud nine, i never wanted to come down.

everything with christian was perfect.

i have never felt this happy in so long, i almost forgot the feeling.

he loved me and my family that almost everyday since christmas he would bring coffee and breakfast over.

we'd have sleepovers that i wish would never end and long conversations that would last for hours.

he was my home.

but as the days of break dwindled the more it set in that i was going back to arizona tomorrow and he was going back to california.

we didn't want to talk about it, but it had to be talked about.

if i couldn't do long distance with daniel, how could i possibly with christian?

"baby?", i hear in my ear snapping me from my thoughts.

i was at christians helping him pack.

"hmm?", i ask turning my head to look at him from where i stood in his closet.

"i asked if i should take this sweater with me, i mean since i already have a lot there..", he trails off.

he was holding up a sweater his mom had gotten him for christmas.

i shake my head.

"you can do without one sweater, christian", i laugh.

he chuckles.

i go back to folding his pants.

"what are you thinking about over there?", he asks.

i shrug.

"nothing really", i lie.

but he knows my tone of voice by now.

"jessica", he says walking into the closet stopping in front of me.

"what's up?", he questions trying to read my thoughts.

i sigh my eyes immediately fill with tears.

his arms are around me in a second.

"oh jessica", he says.

"what are we going to do, christian?", i say into his shoulder.

he rubs my back.

"we'll make it work, okay?", he says.

i shake my head pulling away from him and walking past him out of the closet and sit on his desk chair.

"how? i can't come back during the summer, i work", i tell him.

he walks to his bed and sits down facing me.

"we will make it work", he repeats.

i shake my head again.

"what, you wanna break up?", he asks.

i look at him meeting his eyes.

how can we even ask me that?

i can't lose him.

not when i've only just got him.

"no, i dont", i say. "i just, i never do long distance relationships".

he takes my hands in his.

"take this chance with me, i promise you, jessica, we're worth it".

i put my hand on my cheek rubbing his face with my thumb.

"i love you", i tell him leaning forward and kissing him.

-

the next day, him and i are both on the way to the airport.

we made it this way so that we can just say bye to our parents at the same time and spend the rest of our time, together.

lindy had already left so she'd be picking me up from the airport.

our uber takes us up to our airline entrance and we both exit the car.

christian grabs all of our suitcases and together we walk inside.

his flight was leaving before mine and we were arguing that he would change his flight to leave after mine.

"christian, stop. it's okay. it's not much time between our flights anyway", i explain.

he sighs.

"i just don't want you to be by yourself", he says.

i laugh.

"this isn't my first rodeo. i'll be fine", i reassure.

we check in our bags and walk to our airline gates.

as soon as we walk to his gate, his flight gets called.

he hugs me.

i'm trying so hard to not cry.

"i'm going to miss you so much", i say tightening my grip on him.

he pulls back slightly and kisses me.

"i'm going to miss you, so much. but we'll be okay", he says trying to reassure me.

"do you believe me?", he asks making me look at him.

i wipe my face of fallen tears and nod.

"i believe you", i say.

he pulls me into him again.

"call me when you land, okay?".

i nod.

"i love you, jessica", he says.

i pull away from him and smile.

"i love you too".

-

i watch him as he boards his flight before walking to my gate.

not even half an hour later my flight gets called.

i grab my purse and bag and make my way onto the plane and find me seat.

getting comfortable, i look out the window and let more tears fall.

i kept trying to tell myself it would be worth it.

that in a year, when i see him again, it'll be worth it.

but the more i thought about not seeing him for a year, the more doubt i had.

"we're worth it", he voice echos in my head.

i wipe my face.

he was right.

if i really wanted this, i would fully let myself make it work.

-

buying the cheap wifi i just look at youtube videos, and just as we get up into the sky, my phone buzzes with a text message.

"we're worth it. i love you".

i smile to myself.

in that moment i know we could do it.

that i could last a year without seeing him.

let the year begin.