always // chandler riggs

t h i r t y - o n e

Abbie's P.O.V

"Make sure to bring warm clothes, it's gonna be cold over there." Chandler says, checking over my suitcase. I wrap my arms around his torso and plant a small kiss on his right cheek.

"I did, now don't worry so much. I've got everything planned out." I say, unwrapping my arms from him.

"I know," he says. "I just want you to have the best time that you can at comic con." I walk over to my suitcase and zip it closed.

"Don't worry, I will. I can't wait to meet all the fans!" Right after I finish my sentence, my phone rings. I look at the caller ID. "It's Norman." I say, then answer the phone. "Hello?" I say into the phone.

"Abbie, better get here quick. Our plane is leaving in an hour, you need to be here early." Norman says.

"Okay, we're on our way." I reply, then hang up. "Come on Chandler, time to go." I grab my suitcase, but Chandler takes it from my hand. "Chandler, I got i-"

"Allow me." he says, sending me a wink. I blush slightly, then make my way downstairs. By the time we arrive, my mom is already waiting by the door.

"You guys ready to go?" she asks.

"Yes." we both respond in unison, then get inside the car. After a somewhat long car ride, we arrive at the airport. Chandler, again, carries my bags inside. We look for everyone else, then spot them at a nearby coffee shop.

"There you guys are!" Andrew exclaims, rising from his chair. "We have been waiting for almost half an hour! Our plane leaves in less than twenty minutes, let's go!"

Everyone grabs their thins, then start walking over to security check. Me and Chandler stay behind for a while. Me and my mom bid our last goodbyes, then hug and walk away. We then catch up with everyone else.

After having our luggage checked, we started boarding the plane. It was a private plane, so only the cast would be getting on.

"Call dibs on the window seat!" I exclaim, running over to it. Chandler chuckles, then takes a seat next to me. A few minutes after we all get settled down, the pilot speaks to us through the intercom, then we take off.

"What do you wanna do to pass time?" Chandler asks, a smirk playing on his face. "Wanna do something fun?"

I return the smirk. "Definitely. And you know what's fun for me?" I ask, and Chandler shakes his head. I lean in and whisper to his ear, "sleeping."

Chandler groans, and I burst into laughs. "You know that's not what I meant." he says, rolling his eyes.

"I know, but I woke up really early. And I'm really tired. So I'm gonna catch up on all hours of sleep I need." I explain, then lift my legs and set them on Chandler lap. I stir a little in my seat until I'm completely comfortable.

"I see you're comfortable. Is the queen happy now?" Chandler asks, and I giggle.

"Yes, the queen is very please at the moment." after that, I close my eyes and steady my breaths. Chandler starts stroking my hair, making me even sleepier. Gah, I just love when he does that. And that was pretty much the last thing I remember. Because after a few minutes, I was out cold.

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My eyes flutter open, and the sound of screaming and laughing flows through my ears. I turn my head to see Chandler, his eyes peacefully closed and his chest rising up every time he took a breath in.

I shake his shoulder lightly, and soon he's awake. "Oh, did I fall asleep?" he asks, his hair sticking up in all different directions. A slight giggle escapes my lips, and I nod. "What's so funny?"

I stick my hand in his hair, and begin coming it with my fingers. "You messed up your hair genius." I say sarcastically, earning an equally sarcastic laugh from Chandler.

"Hey, how much time till we land?" I ask Chandler. He shrugs, then turns his body over to Norman.

"Norman! When do we land?" he asks.

"In half an hour!" Norman yells back, then goes back to goofing around with Andrew. Chandler then turns back to me and repeats what Norman just said.

I lay my head on Chandler's chest, then take out my phone and begin scrolling through Instagram to pass time. After a while, I get bored and decide to go on snapchat. A specific one that Norman uploaded catches my eye. It's a picture of me and Chandler, his arms wrapped securely around my waist and my legs placed on his lap. We both had cute smiles planted on our faces. This is definitely a memory I want to remember. I save the picture to my camera roll, then stare at it for a few seconds.

"You look adorable." Chandler says, looking over my shoulder and smiling. "Send that to me." he adds, and I do as told. He receives it, then I see him put it has his phone wallpaper. Which makes my heart feel all warm and special.

For the rest of the ride, we talked, took pictures, and told stories about last year's comic con. well, everyone was telling me about it. and that made made me even more excited.

then we arrived at the airport. a limo was waiting for us outside, and it seemed as if thousands of people were crowding us. the crowd burst into screams as soon as we walked through the doors.

"oh my gosh abbie!"
"abbie we love you!"
"abbie!"

hearing all those things made my heart warm inside. I love all my fans, and I don't know what I'll do without them.

The security guards push us through the crowd, but i try to hug and high five as many fans as i can. once we're inside the limo, we head to the hotel.

"alright guys, better get a good nights sleep. because tomorrow, it's time for comic con."