P.S. I Love You. [E.G.D]

Part 28

//Ethan//
Not one moment passed where I didn't think of her. Whether it was from memories, guilt, regret or love, she was constantly running through my mind.

I just wanna turn back time to the very moment I put that pen on that piece of paper for the first time.
That did nothing but make a mess of things.

I'm still counting on the day that I see her again. I must, if it would be the last thing I do.

Life without Kendall just sucked all the life out of me. Every smile, laugh, could not be genuinely achieved without Kendall.

Fame hit me like a slap in the face. I wasn't ready for it. Grayson seemed unfazed by it, but me, I had sleepless nights and excruciatingly stressful days. What you see behind the screen is nothing like what it is in real life, we just put on a show once the fun wears out, and that was about two weeks in - it's been two years.

The bags under my eyes are so visible, I can't take a decent photo anymore, my frown is so constant I can't smile in them, my figure is so worn out that I can't stand up straight in them.

At night I do nothing but stare at the ceiling, a blood-curdling thing to do, because that when your thoughts strike at the chance to fucking eat you alive.

I can no longer turn to my side and see a beautiful girl sleeping next to me, helping me do the same.

I just lay there, helpless, vulnerable, soulless.

"Bro, come on, our flight is boarding." Grayson said, trying to pull me up.

We were going back to Jersey for Christmas, mom said we should be spending as much time together during the holidays because we don't see each other very much nowadays.

I nodded, lazily skidding my feet against the floor of the airport.
Soon enough, we were on our plane, seated and within minutes we took off.

I stared at the fluffy white clouds and once again became entrapped in my thoughts.

What if I see Kendall again?

Are you stupid, Ethan? She's 19 now, she must've moved out of jersey by now, or at least out of town...you made the crumpetbrain decision of leaving her and now you are never going to cross paths again, your time is over now, get over it.

I forced myself not to believe what my mind was telling me, so I shook my head and snapped back into reality, switching my music every so often to distract myself.

-

The white clouds soon faded into dark grey ones, must be raining at home.

Our flight landed and we both exited the plane in silence.
Grayson's suitcase was taking flipping ages to come, so we went to the luggage services counter to ask where it went.
So apparently they don't know what happened to it, but they're pretty sure it was left on the plane, so it's gonna take like an an hour or two to relocate it.
We sighed, as we sat in one of the chairs but just as my butt touched the cold metal Grayson interrupted.

"Ethan, you go home. You don't have to wait the whole time plus we can't bring all our luggage on the bus without looking like a pair of homeless idiots, so you go by yourself and leave your luggage here with me, and when I call you, bring a ride so we can drive all our luggage back, okay?"

"Sure bro, see ya" I said while nodding and awkwardly shoving my hands in my pockets as I exited the airport, being greeted by the expected jersey rain.

- after a ten minute walk, I made it to the bus stop that would take me right to my street, absolutely drenched and hair dripping rapidly.

There was a few people at the bus stop, but I didn't really pay attention, I just needed to get home to get out of the rain and get a ride for Grayson and our luggage.

My phone started ringing, signalling that someone was calling me, probably Grayson.

"Yeah?"
"Bro my luggage is here you can pick me up now"
"Grayson I'm not even home yet, gimme a second!"
"ARE YOU SERIOUS, YOU SLOW ASS"
"Grayson"
"ITS GONNA TAKE YOU A WHOLE FUCKING DAY TO GET THERE AND A WHOLE OTHER ONE TO COME BACK!"

As I was talking, I felt someone staring at the side of my face, so I just casually glanced to my side to hint to them I could feel it.

"Shut up Grayson, I'm coming as fast as I c-"

At that very moment, time just stopped and everything around us froze.

That same charcoal black hair.
Those same big, blue eyes.
That same button nose.
Those same rosy lips.

"Bro? Ethan?"

My phone slipped from my grip and smacked on the wet floor, my hands still frozen, staying by my ear.

Kendall.

My mouth instantly fell agape.

Kendall.

I saw a little smile play on her lips as she looked at me.

This moment just didn't feel real, my fingers were all tingly and my stomach felt so light as if it wasn't even there. It felt like if I blinked, the moment I open my eyes back up I'll be laying in my bed in LA, so all I did was stare.

My heart was thumping as my heart strings, that had fallen into disuse ever since she left, were slowly retuning themselves.

My breathing picked up as she slowly approached,

This can't be real.
It just can't be.

She slowly raised her umbrella above my head as well, sheltering the both of us. She then brought her soft fingertips to my chin while closing my jaw-dropped mouth.
"You don't want to be catching flies, now, do you?" She giggled.

My heart skipped a beat at the sound of a voice I hadn't heard in two years.
It did a backflip at the sight of a smile I hadn't seen in two years.
But it always fucking exploded whenever she laughed.

That's my Kendall.

"Kendall" I whispered.
"Ethan" she replied.

After a long few seconds, I engulfed her in a hug...not ever planning on letting go.
But soon, we peeled ourselves away from each other and just stood side by side, staring at the road in-front of us.

After a few minutes, I felt her head lightly rest on my shoulder, and I replied by resting mine on top of her head.

I then felt her little hand wrap around my index finger, holding it softly.

//narrator//

There, in the pouring rain, at a bus stop, under a broken umbrella, did two people who never thought they would see each other again, rejoiced, they did not say much to each other, because their presence was all they needed to know.
They missed multiple buses, just standing there, on that one fateful day where all their scattered puzzle pieces just fit right back into place.