Kendall was away on tour with Heffron Drive and you were alone. He would be gone all summer. You picked up a notebook and wrote in it.
'Dear Kendall,
I saw a post on Instagram and I thought about you. It was of you and a fan. You looked so happy and so did the girl. I was wondering if you were dying like me deep down and that if you were, what would you do about it? Would you hide your feelings in the pit of your heart or confess that you're dying without me? I really want to know. On top of that, about 3 minutes ago I was reading and they were talking about a boy trying to comfort his girlfriend. Would you do that for me if we were together right now? Since the last time I saw you, you were stuck in my head. I'll never post these, but maybe one day I'll let you read them. I'll write to you until the day you get back. I miss you and stay safe.
Love,
(Y/N)'
After that first letter you wrote him everyday until he came back. About 3 months later when you were cooking dinner Kendall wasn't waiting at the dinner table.
"Kendall, dinners ready!" You called. when he didn't respond, you went looking for him. You looked in every room except for the attic. You opened the door to the attic and saw Kendall reading the letters. He looked up at you.
"(Y/N), is that how you really felt that whole summer?" Kendall asked.
"I really missed you." You said. Kendall walked up to you and engulfed you in a hug.
"From now on, you're going on tour with me." Kendall said. You smiled and hugged him tighter. 69. You wrote 69 letters to him. one every single day.
