The Trip to My Heart (BxB)

Chapter 22

Leighton's POV

I love you more than the distance from the earth and the sun times infinity. I am in love with your smile, your voice, your body, your laugh, your eyes. I am just in love with you wholeheartedly. I will always love you; I can promise you that. Nothing with every change how I feel about you, because our love is endless. It's everlasting, and I know we are forever. Forever is for all future times, for always, for me and you. I want you today, tomorrow, next week, and for the rest of your life. Something has been rushing through my head, and I need to express to you that you are my soul mate, which has made me want to ask you this question. Will you, Leighton Gray, give me the honor of making you Leighton Rogers and announcing to the world that you are my always and that I love you? Will you marry..

"Dear, wake up, it is time to get off the plane! We have finally landed," Mom whispered to me in that loving voice of hers, as she is unbuckling mine and her seat belts.

I looked down to check phone for the time and realized I killed my phone listening to music on a seven hour plane ride. Guess I should've charged my portable charger.

"What time is it?" I question, but I get interrupted by the speaker.

"Good Morning. It is bright and early here in Kansas City, as it is currently 5:10 in the morning, which is slightly later than we expected, but we got here safe and sound. It is a bit chilly, but I hope everyone has a fantastic day," the lady over the intercom spoke.

It is five in the morning, I have to pee and need food as soon as possible, so let's get this show on the road and get the heck off this plane. Within five minutes, we were off the plane and stepping foot into my beautiful home town. Nothing like the good ole Kansas City air.

There are a few things I particularly love about home. I feel like I can go anywhere in the state of Kansas and never get tired of just being here. The array of colors surprises not only me, but anyone who comes as a visitor, because we are stereotyped to only having shades of browns. The atmosphere around here is just exciting and loving. It is no mystery as to why that is, because the state is overrun with lovable, kindhearted, old people, and I can't get over the feeling of pride coursing through me when I say I am from the gorgeous state of Kansas.

So much has happened here in the past, especially in my life; I was born and raised here. I have gone to school in one city. I met my two closest friends. I have had break-ups and broken hearts, but I have also found love. I have found life here; it's where I know I belong. Life would change so drastically if I moved away, because of the memories I have made, but I can't say I've never considered moving. Everyone in their lifetime has the urge to experience something different and bizarre, because it's what being human makes of you, but I have yet to find the courage of traveling or going somewhere.

For now, I'm content with where I am. Here, with my mom and my two very best friends. I have such an amazing life. Yet, some days I feel indifferent about it.

Growing up, I always had most things that most kids didn't. All the love, support, and care I could possibly ask for. My mom obviously played both mother and father roles but she did well. I almost feel as if I never needed someone to call "Dad."

Sure, sometimes it was really hard to deal with puberty, and all the other things that boys becoming young men need to know. I was fortunate enough though to have one of my best friends, Cash, who was taught that stuff by his dad.

My point is, though, I grew up just the way Mom always wanted me to. There's nothing I would change. Everything I have gone through has morphed me into the person that I am. It's something I'm incredibly proud of.

And one day, when I have kids of my own, I'll give them all I can and more. I'll let them be whoever they want to be, because that's what my mother did for me. And I couldn't be more thankful.

With all this talk on family, I have begun to miss my mother. I walk to her room with her on her phone smiling and typing furiously. 

"What are you doing mother?" I ask knowing she only has one or two friends she could possibly be texting, but it is super late and both of them would be asleep now, unlike mother and I.

"It is no one, dear. Just an old friend."

As if knowing I don't believe her, she reassures it is not one before telling me to go to bed and that she loves me. I just walk up to her and give her a kiss on the forehead, looking slightly towards her phone to see if I could get a name. I was surprised with what I saw, but I just walked away with small "goodnight, I love you."

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Update! sorry it's been so long. Writers block is a bitch. and so is school.

Thought we'd give you a little filler chapter with some insight into Leighton's perspective on his life. Much love!

-Bethany

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