Homecoming

"Hey you!" you squeled as your boyfriend, Chris, walked through the set of double doors into your home after a two month long tour of the UK and Europe.

You were still getting used to the fact that you were dating a good guy for once, and to add to it; he was the lead vocalist of your favorite band, Motionless In White!

You could just tell he was glad to be home; he was standing three feet away from the black leather sofa you were sitting on with Jessica and Kylie. The sofa was probably your favorite article in the house, considering it was the first thing you and your boyfriend bought together! Chris was speechless and you've never seen, or heard, him not say anything before. 

Yet, that single moment, was it! Your eyes were locked into his and his were locked into yours, as well! Whenever you glanced into his brown eyes, you felt yourself melt like the witch from the Wizard of Oz. He had these qualities about him that made you fall deeper in love with him every single time you two were together.

Moments of complete silence passed us before Kylie brushed your shoulder, hard enough for her to grab your attention. You looked at her doll face with a grin from ear to ear. You understood this was a notion for you to break the silence.

"So...!" a very familiar voice yelled out behind the crowd. Balz had something about him that was super awkward in weird silences, and that caused you to giggle and break a slight smile. 

As soon as the silence was broken, Chris rapidly shook his head as if he were breaking out of a trance. "Hi." he said in his deep, yet seductive voice.

You were now flashing him and the rest of MIW a huge smile! 

"Did you miss me?" he asked with a tiny laugh after placing his bags down on the second step of the staircase leading up to the guest room, wrapping his long arms around your tiny waist. 

"What do you think?" you asked quietly as you put your freshly manicured hands over his tattooed hands. 

"Awe!!" Kylie and Jessica both exclaimed, still on the couch wrapped in a blanket with the Crimson Ghost on it. They were always so bubbly and sweet, and you loved having positive energy in your home. They were two of the small few to make you feel better when Chris was away touring the world.

"Hello, my sweet!" Ghost said as he pushed his dark purple suitcase through your front door. He was always a tad more on the poetic side; but when Kylie was around, he turned into the spawn of Edgar Allan Poe.

Kylie ran into his arms as you and Chris scolded them, telling them to get a room.

"Sorry." Ghost apoligized giving Jessica a hug and you a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, buddy. She's mine!" Chris joked as he was gripping your fingers on top of your brand new HIM belt with a heartagram buckle. 

"Come on! Let's all play nice children." yelled Ricky from the kitchen.

"How'd he get in that way?" you asked yourself; but you didn't care, your prince was home once again.

Jessica's eyes almost popped out of her skull when she heard his voice!