Cyber Grounds

Chapter 1: Flight 106

Aaso’s Point of View

I wake up this morning with a wide, yet broad, smile across my face. Today was the day. After six years of dating Alex I finally get to see him face to face. I get to touch his skin. And feel his warm body. Really hear his voice.
I’ve never been this excited. I mean this is love of my life. Alex Hixson. Six years. I can’t believe six years of actually being with someone.
I groan as every single thought fills my head, as if I were going a bit crazy. I mean, what if his plane gets delayed? Or what if he doesn’t like me for me? Or what if…. No, I can’t think this way. I’m supposed to be happy, and I am. I just, this is a new feeling which I don’t know how to feel.
A sigh escapes the pit of my lips, as the thoughts yet don’t stop. The thoughts leading to a progressive headache.
Soon enough, I’m in my car, on the way to the airport. He’s supposed to land at 10:15, and I’m leaving my house at 9:30. I think as if I’m going to be late. Knowing the airport, is only 20 minutes away. I wanted to make an early entrance.
As soon as I parked, I wanted to get out, however my body wouldn’t let me move. The only movement I made was the palms of my hands were squeezing tight against the wheel. My hands got darker as I could feel my hands start to pump. My anxiety was scaring me.
After ten minutes, I finally had the courage to get out of my car. My feet swiftly move along the ground as I walk inside. My eyes follow every corner, every person, or every item in the airport. I drag myself to the waiting part. I sit on the edge of my seat waiting for the announcer to say he has arrived.
Minutes go by, which seems like forever. “Flight 106 has arrived. I repeat flight 106 has arrived.” That’s his flight. His. Alex. I could feel my heart start to race, as I jolt up out of my seat.
I see passengers come pass the corner. All with their luggage in hand. One. Two. Three. Soon becoming fourteen. Then twenty. Every passenger has passed, yet I don’t see Alex among then. I start to worry, my arms crossing tightly. I was about to call him until I see a 6”2 man, with blue eyes pass the corner. I notice that face from anywhere. It’s him.
My body freezes against the moment of seeing him. My eyes follow down along his body. I admire every muscle, every look, and every bit of clothing of his body. I look up and our eyes meet. My brown ones meet his blue ones.
“Aaso?” I hear his voice escape his mouth.
I could only nod as he pulls you into a tight hug. His arms tightly around my small plump body. Finally, my body decided to move and I hug him back tightly.
“You are here right? I’m not just dreaming or anything?” I rant over and over.
He let’s out a slight chuckle, “No, baby, I’m here.”
He pulls away and looks deeply into my eyes. I look back deeply into his, just like this was the last time I were to see him. My eyes following back and forth into his. I never wanted this moment to end, but something was missing. The final piece. And he knew what it is. He knew I wanted it. So he gave it to me.
He places his lips against mine. His lips so soft and plump, more than I had imagined. My lips swiftly moved in sync with him. Our breaths intertwining.