The two lovers on the upper east side

Getting flewed out

Grace's pov

Perhaps my inability to sit still was worrying. Troubling at best but in my defense.

It was about 9pm and I had just got dragged into flying across the country to see my girlfriend.

Now perhaps dragged is a bit of a stretch. It isn't like this is something I don't want to do. Infact partially the reason why I was pacing was because of this amazing development but I wasn't sure if I was ready for this.

I didn't want to mess anything up and with my track record I'd say the probability of things going wrong is at least 60%.

But I wanted to do it. Oh how I wanted to.

To hold her and watch her smile. Finally embrace the person I haven't seen since the beginning of this pandemic. Although that would mean I'd have to meet her parents and oh.

Oh god.

I've discussed my worries with her before but now that I am being confronted with the fact that this reality that I'd have to face in just over a day, has my thoughts running. It has my brain coming up with all types of scenarios and my tendency to doubt myself all plaguing my mind at once.

'Was it normal to be this worried? Am I normal? What is going on?'

I stopped in the middle of my room taking in a deep breath before crumbling to the tiled floor.

'What am I going to wear?'

A few minutes later after crawling over to my closet I looked up at my outfit choices. With my current residence being in New York City my wardrobe didn't consist of anything more than heavy clothing at the moment especially since it was September. Yet her living in Arizona meant I'd die of a heat stroke.

"I can't do this."

I childishly rolled over to my nightstand and unplugged my phone from its charger.

After that, I began to put in my passcode and dial the one person who could put a stop to all this panicking.

"I hate you," I said as soon as she picked up.

"Why? I thought I was lovely," that she erupted into a fit of laughter much to my dismay.

"You are sick, you're evil and your hair's a mess." I retorted childishly pointing out how frizzy my girlfriend's blue-colored hair looked.

"That's what happens sunshine, my hairs coily and the a.c isn't functioning. "

"Oh"

"Now could you tell me why you're calling me at 2 in the morning?"

"It's 6:22 pm on the west coast don't lie to me Tamina"

At that, we both went quiet before she began giggling again.

"Okay, okay for real what's going on?" She asked me after taking a glance at my less than impressed facial expression.

"I don't think I can do this Tammy," I said finally admitting to my worries about this trip.

"Now you know my family isn't like what yours is. I hope you understand that. You don't need to stress, all you need to do is be my wonderful sunshine and everything will be okay, you understand baby?"

"But what if being myself isn't good eno-"

"I won't hear another word about how you aren't good enough. I don't want to hear you putting yourself down. I don't want you thinking about it!" I watched as she stared directly into her camera lens, her brown eyes reflecting my shocked facial expression from the screen.

"Do you hear me G?" She asked to which I nodded in reply, closing my eyes to hold back the tears that were now forming.

"You're amazing and my family will see that-" she said while trailing off.

"Plus I thought you wanted to see me" she whispered and at that, I opened my eyes frantically nodding my head with a few chuckles leaving my mouth.

"Of course I just don't want to be a disappointment to you," I said, removing my glasses to wipe my eyes a bit.

"I can't wait to see you again I promise mi amor I swear." I then stared at my girlfriend as she ruffled up her untamed hair and scrunched up her nose which I found extremely cute.

She then groaned "I want to kill whoever made you start thinking like this."

"I didn't know murder was on the agenda today."

"And I didn't think my angel would end up crying because of unneeded worries."

At that, I let out a smug smirk. "I'm your angel, that's a new one."

"Forget angel I think I meant to say pain in my ass."

"Caught in 4k belle."

And with that my troublesome thoughts were put on hold as I happily accepted my aggravating girlfriend's suggestion to help me pick out my outfits.

In just under two hours I had packed a black suitcase full of clothing that I'd be needing for the next week. It wasn't that much since I planned on wearing most of her clothing anyways.

'It's not weird.'

I soon realized how late it was for her and ended up scolding her decision to help me.

"Sleep is something someone as insane as you need the most," I said "How dare you stay up the entire night and converse with a lEsBiAn shame on you," I said trying to do the best impression of a 60-year-old conservative white man.

"Oh dear, guess I'll have to be punished." She replied smoothly to which I almost dropped my phone.

"Now why did you-" I said as my cheeks began to heat up.

"Oh did I say something wrong?" She asked, feigning innocence.

"I hate you"

"Of course you do," she said smugly, resulting in me ending the call.

"She's so annoying" I called out to no one in particular while rising from my not-so-comfortable position on the floor and proceeding to text her goodnight.

Afterward, I yawned while looking down at my suitcase and then deciding that it was time for me to get some sleep. Tomorrow night I'd be flying out to Arizona for the first time which both excited and terrified me. Not because of my insecurities but because of planes.

Simply planes.

I hate them.

"It'll be fine," I said despite my better judgment while adjusting my bed before lying down.

Famous last words. 

Notes:

 I simply love them.

I'm not sure about calling these shorts one-shots but I suppose it kind of fits.

Also, feel free to leave comments I don't bite.

-Jace