Clock was about 9pm and I was at the airport waiting for Omar to get home from USA.
Omar and the rest of the boys had been in America for a month, and the long distance relationship was really hard for us. All of the sudden I hear loud screaming from the ports and got even more nervous.
Omar came out even more gorgeus than he were when I last saw him. He got crowded because of all the fans who were waiting for him. He took his time to make sure everyone got a picture. Oh I love the way he respects his fans, he really gives back to them.
The whole time I was behind them, not even knowing if he saw me or not. But after everyone got their pictures, he turned to me and I practicly jumped on his arms. "Finally" I hear him mumble on my ear while we hugged each other even tighter.
"I missed you my latino prince"
"I love you my princess"
