Only When You're There

Part 11

Hi friends here's a chapter I hope you have a great day! Shout out to my friend Arlo for writing the beginning of this chapter. Also thank you to those who voted on what direction you want the story to go! -------------------------------------------------------------------------

--------------------------------4 days later-------------------------------------------

Laura's POV

Today is the day that Danny is coming home. I'm happy yet nervous at the same time to see him. It's only 10:53 AM, I don't get off of work until 3:00 PM, and his flight is scheduled to arrive at 5:30 PM. Currently, all I can think about is how I can't think about work, because all I want to do is see Danny. I'm not even making scenes anymore. Yesterday I got a text from Drew and he said, 'Danny is okay for the most part. I think he's anxious to see you.' I don't know what is

happening in Danny's head. It just makes me feel like I can't be there. Not to mention I haven't slept at all since he left. And of course, I feel like the worst human ever because I didn't notice his cuts. I thought only things like this happened in books, where it's all made up or someone else's story. I mean I know it happens, but I never in my mind imagined Danny cutting.

(at 4:00)

ugh, I'm so nervous to see Danny. I'm going to get an Uber instead of driving myself. My hands are too shaky to drive. It took a while with Chicago traffic but I got to the airport half an hour before his plane was set to arrive. After 20 minutes of hopelessly sitting in a Starbucks. Danny texted me, "just landed. Meet me at the luggage area."

I walked over to the large sign that said "luggage collection". I feel so many things all at once nervous, scared, anxious, yet somehow excited. I see Danny coming off a plane, I can tell it's him from the Greg hoodie. God, he looks awful. He has bags under his eyes and looks worn out, almost like a drooping dying flower, but he seems just as nervous to see me as I am. I almost sprint over and I hug him. He seems surprised that I was so eager to see him. "Woah Woah. I'm here."

I step back, just looking at him absorbing the fact that he is here. I say

"Danny... you don't look so good."

"I hadn't noticed. Let's go grab my stuff."

"Yeah...right"

We go grab his luggage. I take a mental note that he had a hard time lifting the small

suitcase he had. We walk out of the airport and I get an Uber. The ride passed quicker than I would have liked. I'm dreading the conversation we're going to have.

"I know it's early, but I'm going to go to bed." He says.

"Okay, uh yeah."