sober // s.wilk

(15) Avianna Sing!

I step out the plane, taking in a deep breathe. all the stress that I was once feeling seemed to disperse into thin air. I was relaxed, and happy. I was home.

I begging walking out towards the gates, holding tightly onto the handle of my suitcase. I went to the baggage claim and patiently wait for my suitcases worth of crap I got from LA.

I wonder how all the makeup was holding up. Hopefully, nothing broke. I practically wrapped everything in bubble wrap ten time. That was definitely an overstatement, but I at least made sure nothing broke. I grab my two suitcases and sat down at the nearest bench.

I grab my phone from my back pocket, just as I received at text from the infamous Mark.

Mark: Noah and I are on our way little one, you just wait. We are like a minute away.

Mark: Noah is expecting a gift by the way and says he will be extremely disappointed in his "supposed to be sister-in-law" if you didn't get him anything.

Me: Well I'm sitting outside on the bench. and who can blame him, we are his one and only otp.

Me: hey I see you guys.

I see a grey convertible pull up, Mark quickly jumping out before it could come to a halt. I stand up from the bench as I am quickly engulfed into a hug, slightly being raised from the ground.

A giggle escapes my lips as my legs wrap around his waist. "I missed you so much!" I hear him say. He cautiously sets me down before pulling back to look at me.

I give him a big smile, tucking some hair behind my hair. we stare at each other for a few minutes, as if it would be the very last time.

"Hey dork." Noah, his brother, says to me as we snap out of our intense staring competition. I face him and pull him into my embrace. "Been a long time, hasn't it?"

"Definitely. Mark doesn't bring you home anymore. I expected him to ask Anyssa to come with him but he surprised me by asking me." We let go of our hug as I let out a small chuckle. "I got you something. Don't worry."

He grins before taking my suitcase and stuffing it in the car. "Mark you're driving!" he shouts before jumping into the back seat.

"Wanna come over?" he asks as we begin walking to the car. I nod, "yea I miss your parents. I got them something too."

"Geez avia, did you buy something for the whole city of Omaha?" he laughs. "I would've but I don't think I could've fit it in the suitcase."

We get in the car and he plugs in his phone, music playing softly playing. I didn't know this song but it ended a few seconds later, and Do It Again by Pia Mia began playing.

I started dancing to the rap because I had no intentions of every trying to memorize it. "Avianna sing!" Noah shouts over the loud music and wind.

"It was nice to nice to know ya lets do it again! how we did it in a one night stand! no I wanna be more than a friend to ya!"

I forget about signing altogether because the beat was too nice. I am dancing in my seat trying my best no to distract Mark so we don't get into any accidents.

The song began to end and my dancing decreased. 18 by One Direction began to play and I burst out laughing, remembering how much Mark was a fan of them.

"I got a heart, and I got a soul. Believe me, I will use them both. We made a start, be it a false one I know. Baby, I don't want to feel alone." He begins to sing, quite amazingly might I add. He knew he could sing. He wasn't one of those people who denied the fact the he could, it was something he always enjoyed sharing with people.