Today is the day Tanner gets back from a month long tour in Europe, I have missed him so much. I know you are probably thinking, why don't you just FaceTime him everyday?
We can't, he doesn't have time and it sucks so bad.
At the minute, I am getting ready to have my mum drive me to the airport. Where we are going to pick him up, I can't wait. Honestly, when I see him I don't care who is around I am jumping straight into his arms.
~the drive to the airport~
"Mum... what if he doesn't like me anymore..." I'm panicking about this, like what if he found someone better than me?
"Honestly Y/N! Stop worrying, I'm sure he missed you just as much as you miss him!"
"I know but... it doesn't matter..."
~at airport~
I walked into the place Tanner is going to be, I can't see anyone coming through yet.
My heart is currently beating through my chest, my palms are getting sweaty and my breathing gets heavier.
Every second is torture, because I know that I am closer to being in his arms.
Suddenly I hear an announcement that his plane has landed, in a few minutes he is going to be walking through the gate just in front of me.
"Mum I'm so nervous!" I moan once again to my mum, she is probably getting so sick of it.
Then I see him, walking through the gate with Quentin. Quentin seems to be holding Tanner's phone, he might be recording but I'm not sure.
He turns and we make eye contact, we both stop in our tracks. Shocked at the fact that we now see each other in person, I have butterflies in my stomach.
He drops all of his bags as I run all the way up to him, I jump and wrap my legs around his waist as he walks back to catch his balance.
A few tears fall from my eyes, a few sobs coming from Tanner's mouth. Is he crying?
"O-oh my g-god Tanner..." I barely speak, I lift my head from his shoulder and look into his eyes.
He smiled and just looked at me with the most loving look I could ever think of, god how I've missed him.
"I've missed you so much Y/N..." he says as he sets me down nicely on the ground, giving me a soft kiss on my forehead.
"I've miss you more than you could imagine..."
I don't know how long I'm actually going to be carrying this book on for, only because I feel like I'm dragging this out as much as I can and I'm pretty sure like no one who reads them now has been here from the first ever imagine I wrote.
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