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•NEW YEARS DAY // OWEN JOYNER•

My best friend had joined a ghost band over a year ago, and even though I support him with my entire being, there have been times over the last few months that got a little too overwhelming.

Owen finally left to back home yesterday, after being apart for six months, due to the entire filming process.

It felt like today was the day that I could spend with Owen, and have it be something that we've both waited for since he left.

He had asked me a few days ago to pick him up at the airport at 7am, and although it is extremely early, I agreed.

So here I am, waiting at LAX for him to finally come home. I knew I would be waiting for a while, which got me thinking about things that he would probably wanna do today. He definitely had to go see his family at some point, and there has to be some jet lag involved, so he could benefit majorly from a quick nap, but other then that, I can't really think about anything specific that he would wanna do.

Trying to plan out the day made me think a lot more about the plans for the near future. It was only a matter of time before he was shipped off again, to film in some other part of the world, or for another meet and greet, so I knew I would have to make my time with him count.

He was most likely going to go to his parents house for Christmas, which is completely fine, but I do hope that I'll be able to spend New Years with him and the rest of his ghost band - knowing that they're always together during that time.

Stupidly, I left my house an hour earlier then I was supposed to, I just assumed that LA would be busy at that time, but much to my surprise, there was a very limited amount of cars on the road.

It felt like time passed by in an instant as soon as I put in my headphones, trying to pass as much time with the music blasting in my ears as I waited.

Two hands covered my eyes, making me instantly flinch, but when I heard that all too familiar voice speak, I knew I was safe.

"Guess who?" He whispers in my ear. A smile emerges on my face as I jump off my seat and wrap my arms around Owen, showing him how much I've missed him the last few months.

"You shouldn't scare me like that, it's not very nice of you." I mutter, still holding him in my arms.

"You know I love you!" He chuckles.

After a few more minutes of laughter, hugs and 'I missed you', we finally make our way back to the car.

I drop him off at his house and make my way back to mine, knowing that in the next few days I'll be able to see him again, as his family and mine have always spend New Years together.

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Finally the day has come where people make fake promises to themselves, and some lucky singles get to kiss their crushes, but for me, it's a promised day that I get to spend with my best friend.

The whole day, I had been helping my mom and dad set up for their party, whether it be hanging up banners, or baking cookies for the little cousins, I was helping out.

Owen and his parents had arrived a few minutes before everyone else, making sure they was there to help if we needed it, but luckily we had pretty much done everything, so Owen and I just sat on the couch and spoke about his show until guests finally arrived.

Unfortunately, the first people to arrive were my aunt and uncle, as well as their two, 7 year old, girls who have always hogged Owen, as they both seem to have a special connection with him.

"Owen!" They yell as they run in, engulfing him in a tackling hug.

"Wow, I'm their blood relative and they love you more then me!" I say dramatically, causing them both to giggle and tackle me, before moving quickly back to him.

"Come on Owen, we'll go play princesses!" The youngest yells, desperately pulling his hand, making him follow them outside.

"I see Owen could make it." My aunt says as she sits next to me.

"Yeah, he got back a few days ago, unfortunately he's been stolen from me." She laughs at my words, knowing her daughters favour Owen more then anyone in their actual family.

"I'll sure you two will have your time together Another day." She smiles sympathetically, knowing I've missed Owen more then anyone could understand.

"Hopefully he won't have to rush back to work anytime soon."

"So, I assume you haven't told him yet?" She raises an eyebrow.

"Of course not, I wasn't gonna tell him I was in love with him just before he goes on a long ass tour." My aunts eyes shuffle up halfway through my sentence, but I think nothing of it, until I'm finished, and she just keeps staring.

"What are you looking at?" I turn back trying to find what was so interesting, but I'm instead faced with Owen. My face instantly goes red, causing me to run out, and into my room out of embarrassment.

My stay in my room seemed to last forever, but finally my mom popped in, telling me to come downstairs, so we can all celebrate together, which after some arguing I agreed and made my way down.

I found a farm corner and stayed there, hoping I could stay hidden until the night was over, where I could then hibernate in my room until Owen forgets about what I said.

"Hey." I hear from next to me, I turn and see Owen looking very smiley.

"Hey." I say awkwardly.

"Ten!" Everyone shouts.

"Did you really mean it?" He asks me, I quickly nod, knowing he would be able to tell if I was lying anyway.

"Nine!"

"You didn't have to run away like that." I knew it was a bad idea to run, but I've always been particularly good at running from my problems.

"Eight!"

"I know." I look at the ground.

"Seven!"

"You didn't even let me respond." He chuckles.

"Six!"

"I just didn't feel like being heartbroken on the last day of the year."

"Five!"

"I don't think that I could ever break your heart."

"Four!"

"Still, I didn't want to deal with it being one sided." I keep my head down.

"Three!"

"Don't you get it?"

"Two!"

"Get what?" I look at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"One!"

"Screw it." He says as he pulls me in for a kiss. Suddenly the whole world feels calm, like nothing else mattered except Owen and I.

Suddenly it feels like I've come back to reality, as I'm surrounded by clapping and cheers.

I pull away from him and look at my entire family, who is staring at us with admiration and frustration.

"Finally!" My youngest cousins scream, making me hide in Owen's chest as everyone laughs.