~Ryan's P.O.V.~
I walked off the plane and into the airport. Trying to avoid all the watching fans and just get through. I don't know why I posted on Twitter that I was coming home today after being gone for 6 months. Two of those months in an area without any cell service or wifi.
"Is that Ryan McCartan?" I hear a girl ask her friend.
"No. Ryan doesn't look like that." her friend replies. I walk past them and outside. I take the bus to the car lot then find my car. I load my bags in the trunk and back of my car then start the engine. Empty gas tank? I ask myself. I sigh and quickly drive to the nearest gas station before I can't drive any further. I get there just as the tank empties.
While I stand there, waiting for my tank to fill, I think about... things. I hear the click and quickly pay for the gas then jump in my car and drive off to her house. Who? Well, who do you think? Dove. The girl I haven't seen in six months or contacted in two months. But that's okay because I trust her. It's just, she's had a rough past and gets really worried whenever I'm gone so I hope she hasn't gone insane yet.
I pull up to her house and sit in the driveway. After five minutes, I decide to finally walk up to the door and wing it. I knock on her door and in about ten seconds, the door opens and I see Dove open the door. She has her hair up in a messy bun and doesn't have any makeup on. Must not be going anywhere today.
"Sup, Cameron?" I smirk.
"Stuff." she smiles back.
"Come here." I say, opening my arms up and pulling her into my chest.
~Dove's P.O.V.~
Ryan pulls me into his chest and I wrap my arms around him. I missed him so much it's almost impossible. I don't realize it until the last minute but I'm crying.
"Are you crying, baby?" Ryan asks, lifting up my chin to face him.
"I missed you so much." I answer.
"Yeah? Well now I'm back for good." he promises. I cling onto his shirt and lay my head on his shoulder. I step back and Ryan looks down at me. He leans down and kisses me gently. But, me being so much shorter than him, he picks me up so I wrap my legs around his waist without breaking the kiss. He walks inside, shuts the door, then goes and sits on the couch. When we break from air, he leans his forehead against my head. "I missed you, babe." he says quietly.
"Me too. I almost thought you forgot about me." I tell him.
"Never. Don't ever think that again, Dovlie." he replies. We spend the rest of the day cuddling together and talking every now and then.
