Short Stories

Valentine's Day

Her POV

There comes a point in which a long distance relationship becomes too much. Some holidays you have to spend alone and wish they were there right next to you. Especially Valentine's Day, all you can do is FaceTime them and have a huge chat about why you love each other and then after a while you get cut off because they have something more important to do. The only thing you can do is stare at a blank wall and wish you had the comfort of their arms next to you and their soft voice whispering sweet nothings in your ear. Some ask you why you just don't fly out and stay with him for a few days, but you both know that not everything is possible. You have a life too. There's no controling it either, it's all over the place.

Therefore, I sit on the bed and stare at door, hoping he'll walk through the door at any moment. Inside my head, you know he's not going to come, there's always something more important to be doing as a band member. But my heart tells me that he'll walk through the bedroom at any time and engulf me in a hug, attacking me with kisses. Impossible, I know, but a girl can dream.

I walk through the door and to his drum room, sitting on the stool and grabbing a pair of drumsticks and lightly tapping on the kit, bigger noises then expected leaving the kit. My eyes gloss over with tears, knowing that his smile is a thousand miles away from me and my memory is my only reliable source of love right now. He is the only reason that we're still together, he's fought for us every step of the way. At quite a few points in this relationship I've broken down and haven't been able to handle everything. Trust me, I've tried hard, I just have distance issues. 

The drums begin to get louder as I try my hardest to play drums, I've never been musically talented. I block the tears as I hope and wish he'll call me at any moment, or at least text. 

As I sit there, I begin to get the hang of the drums, but then there's a voice behind me that says "that's not at all how you play drums." I turn around and see the love of my life. I jump off of the stool and he walks over to me, picking me up into a hug. "I've missed you so much, I love you, Ashton." I said and snuggled my head into his neck. "I've missed you more, darling. Now, you can continue sucking at drums or I can bang you as hard as I do my drums." He said.

Shivers went down my spine and I pulled my head back, dropping down from his embrace. "I go on dates first, I'm a classy girl." I said and began my walk downstairs. "I love you!" He called out. "Well then hurry up!" I called back.

Honestly, I don't know why I ever doubted our relationship in the first place. My love for him is stronger than the gravity that keeps the planets rotating around the sun. When he's gone, all I have to remember is that. And plus, he'll always have someone to come back home too that loves him.