Ready For Love : Tyler Seguin Fan Fiction

The End : I guess I should go pack

"Flight 534 going to Los Angeles is now boarding."

I stand up and get in line to board the plane. It's bittersweet. I'm going to miss Hawaii but it's time to go home. As I walk down the jetway I already know this won't be the last I'll be seeing of Hawaii. I've fallen in love. I'm definitely leaving a piece of me behind. I had the most magical experiences and I really only scratched the surface of what Hawaii has to offer. It's a little hard to leave but I was only supposed to be here 2 weeks and it's been 5 months. I'm ready to be back in Brampton.

I have a long day of traveling ahead of me. It will give me time to reflect on my time away. I needed that extra time. There were a few times that Harold, my friends, my family begged me to come back home but I wasn't ready. I needed to get over my issues before I came back. I owed it to myself and to Tyler. I wasn't being fair to either of us and it had to do with my fears of him leaving again. There wasn't any point to me coming back if I couldn't get passed it. I needed closure and I finally got it.

I spent a lot of my time hopping from island to island, exploring, learning, photographing, and thinking. I did a lot of thinking while I was off on my own. Thinking back on my life and how I've gotten to this point. I did a lot of thinking about Tyler. I've been dwelling too much on being mad that I've forgotten just how amazing he is. Our good times together outweigh the bad. Our great times together make even our lowest times seem not so low.

I'm going to miss Hawaii but I miss Tyler so much more. We left things rocky and I hope that we can patch them up and get back to the way it was. I know I had been pretty difficult, I'm scared I ruined things between us. I don't want to fight or argue anymore. I just want to be with him. I had gotten so used to life without him I had forgotten how much better life is when he's in it. I had forgotten just how much I could miss him, how much it hurts to miss him. He is my happiness, always has been, and I'm ready to be happy again.

As we take off I lean my head on the window and look down on the place I have called home for 5 months. I have met so many extraordinary people, have had the time of my life, but something was always missing. Tyler. None of it matters when he's not with me. I've done a lot of growing while I've been away, much like I did while I was in Europe. It's different this time. This time I'm wasn't only growing for myself, but for us, to save us.

I tried to sleep on the plane ride from Los Angeles to Toronto. It was impossible. All I could think about was Tyler. I don't know where he is or what he's doing. I don't know if he's mad at me or not. We haven't spoken since the night I got drunk and called him. I'm worried, I'm worried everything has changed. I wouldn't blame him, i don't think I would have put up with me. I miss him so much. All I want is to hug him and never let him go.

I told AnnMarie not to worry about coming to pick me up from the airport. I didn't want to disrupt her day at work. I didn't want to disrupt anyone's lives. I've done enough of that already by staying away for so long. At least they were prepared when I left for Europe, this was unexpected and I had no idea when I'd be coming back. I took a taxi from the airport to the house. I can't help smiling as we pull up to it. Finally home. It feels so good to be back.

The driver helps me carry my bags to the door, I pay and tip him, and he leaves. I open the door and the first thing I am met with is the overwhelming scent of lavender. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I love the smell of lavender. It's my favorite scent. I open the door all the way and step in. I drop my bags to the floor at my feet as I look around the living room. The whole room is filled with lavender flowers. I can't even see the floor. There are vases of different heights and sizes lining the room, except for a path, a path just wide enough for me to walk through, a path that has rose petals leading me the way, to what? I have no idea but I am starting to think AnnMarie is not behind this.