One. {R's POV}

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OK QUICK WARNING; I'M NOT THE BEST AT WRITING, BUT I WILL GET BETTER. enjoy! :)

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"I DON'T REALLY WANT A TRUST FUND BABY!" I basically scream the lyrics to the song as I pack my suitcase.

I'm going to see my boyfriend and his friends! I can't wait to be in his arms again.

"RHYANN, TURN DOWN YOUR MUSIC!" I heard my sister shout.

"NO, I LOVE THIS SONG!" I shout back while I grab my backpack and set it on my bed to be packed. I continue singing along and packing.

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OK BUT LIKE TFB CAME ON RIGHT AFTER I TYPED THIS

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Singing Pigeon🎙️🐣

Hi, I'll see you soon baby! I love you and I can't wait to see you 💝

Baby🦏

heylooo! I love you too and I can't wait either!❤️

Baby🦏

Why can't it be 6 already?! 😢😢 I miss you 

Singing Pigeon🎙️🐣  

You get here at 7 ??

Baby🦏 

Oof that's right. Stupid time zones, ugh. Anyway, I'm gonna go pack the rest, I love you. Bye pigeon

Singing Pigeon🎙️🐣    

Bye Rhy, love you more.

Singing Pigeon🎙️🐣    

And no, it's not possible for you to love me more. GO PACK!

Baby🦏

I am: chill.

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I smile at the conversation with my singing pigeon as I like to call him. To many he is known as Zach Herron, famous singer, 1/5 of Why Don't We, but I call him my singing pigeon. He hates it but it's funny when he gets mad.

~2 hour skip~airport in anchorage, alaska~2 pm~

I check in and go through security, and then I go to my gate. I check my phone, 14:17, cool I board in about 20 minutes. I look around to see if there was a bathroom, and luckily for me there was. I pick up my backpack and walk to the bathroom. I throw away my starbucks on the way there since I finished it. I walk into the bathroom to find it quite empty, well what was I thinking, It's Monday at 2 pm. I look in the mirror and then pull out my phone and snap a selfie to post. 

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Just pretend my hair is curly, you'll see later on

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