Your Pov.
I run to the airport's entrance, excited for the news I've received. Chandler is coming home after 2 months of being gone because of filming. "Y/N, slow down." My mom yells from the back. I sigh, but don't obey her. I push open the glassed door and run my sight through the people.
"What door, Y/N?" Mom asks from the back. I shrug and look down my phone. Door B. "Door B, mom. Look, I'll go, just... Stay here." I beg. Mom looks at me like of I was crazy, and I am, trust me but, I have to go as fast as I can. "Okey, send a message to-" I smile and rim away. "Yes mom! I will!" I yell running.
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I slow down and catch my breath. Door B. The blue doors aren't open yet so I just sit down a white column. People are waiting too so I just don't feel uncomfortable. Chandler is coming home. I finally will be able to meet that pare of blue eyes that drive me crazy, that lips that make me want to kiss them every time I look at them, and him.
His messy hair, but still better than mine, his freckles, his smile, him. Just him. The doors swing open and I'm on my feet in a second. People keep coming out, but not Chandler. Where is he? Is he... And that's when I see him, with a sweatshirt I gave him for when he is away for some reason, and his messy hair around his face, and don't forget the luggage being dragged.
"Chandler..." I whisper. I don't care to breathe anymore. I don't. I forgot how to breathe. "Chandler." I cover my mouth with my hand and start running towards him. "Chandler!" I scream sending my arms to the air. He drops the luggage and I jump on him, crossing my legs around his body. "Chandler..." I whisper with tears in my eyes.
Tears? When I even started crying? He is here. I bury my face on his shoulder and I feel he is doing the same thing. "Y/N..." He whispers. "I missed you, Chandler. Never go away from me. Ever!" I say.
He lies me down carefully still not unsticking our bodies a centimeter. I kiss his lips desperately. Those lips that drive me crazy are on mine again. He kisses me back, wilder than I expected. His hand travels to my waist and start sliding me to his body, just winning that our bodies to stick even more. I feel a drop on my cheek.
He's crying. I pull away and slide gently my thumb through his cheek. "You're so beautiful, Y/N." He squinces and gives me a warm smile. "You make me beautiful, Chan." I say. He hugs me again and swings me in the air. I laugh and he lyes me down.
"Ready to go? I have a surprise for you." I say. He grabs my hand and plant a kiss on it. He intertwines our fingers and we start walking towards my mom, who is waiting with her fingers intertwined and her face resting on them. With a big smile on her face. "Chandler! How have you been?" Mom asks.
I smile. "Very well, ma'am. And you?" He asks. My smile grows bigger. He's always that caring. That perfect. I rest my head on his shoulder since he is taller than me. His hand travels from my hand to my waist, pulling me closer to him. I breathe his scent. His beautiful scent. The one I missed so much.
Mom watches us carefully, my cheeks turn bright red. "Very well, Chandler. Except for this girl." She says glaring at me. Chandler giggles. "Why?" He asks staring at me. I shake my head playfully. "Because she was dying to see you." Mom sighed. "Oh. Were you?" Chandler asks me.
I smile. Chandler leans in and plants a kiss on my lips. "Yes, I was dying without you, Chandler." I confess resting our foreheads with each other's. "I love you, Y/N." Chandler whispers pulling me closer to him. A gasp scapes my lips. "I love you more, love." I mumble.
I want to spend my life with him. To wake up in the mornings with him resting beside me. His calm breathing, his realaxing voice. Just his presence. Me and him. Just us. And in that moment, the world seems to disappear and we're just me and him. I love him. I would do anything for him.
I want to see those pare of blue eyes admiring me as if I was an art. Lining with my eyes his shape. His perfect shape. And that's how I want to die; beside him.
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I CRY, I want him in my life so bad :((((.
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