Shattered - |d.s|

T h i r t y - t w o

I anxiously wait at the airport.

What's taking them so long? They should have landed 10 mins ago. I subconsciously think feeling my heart sink as the minutes tick by.

The last message I received from dan was before he boarded the plane. I smile thinking of his sweet words. That man knows how to make me smile. I just need him here, with me.

Half an hour later the plane finally lands. However, my anxiety kicks in. It's been a month since I last saw him.

What about if he found someone better? Someone more beautiful?

Lost in my own world, someone taps my shoulder. I automatically freeze. That's something Harry would do. I tense up and its clear whoever's behind me senses it. I slowly, carefully turn around.

Dan.

My Dan.

Pookiebear.

*The picture is how he looks.*

He stands there as handsome as ever. Clutching a bunch of red roses. He gives one of his goofy grins and hands me the roses. I instantly calm down and he notices, smiling wider at me.

"Danny." I whisper before I wrap my arms around him, his familiar cologne providing me comfort. He chuckles slightly as I hold him more tightly, fearing to let him go.

"I didn't mean to scare you beautiful." He mutters in my ear, kissing my cheeks softly. I laugh slightly, his stubble tickling my cheeks causing a huge grin on his face to form.

"Wait Dan...where's your hair gone?" I ask in confusion, releasing myself from his grasp. He looks down, avoiding my eye. He's nervous.

"Wig flew away." Kyle mutters, obviously noticing the confused look on my face.

"Yeah um...I kinda needed a change you know? Plus I was in a music video and they suggested I should cut my hair off. It looks awful doesn't it? Fuck..I-I don't know why I agreed, I should have said no. I look fucking tragic." He rambles on, touching his now buzzcut hair. He catches my eye for a second and my heart drops. He's insecure, he thinks I'll leave him. He's disappointed.

I giggle slightly and he frowns, all the happiness draining from his eyes. I take him by surprise by crashing my lips on his. He instantly kisses back, making my stomach explode with a billion butterflies.

"You actual idiot. You think I would leave you because you decided to buzz off your hair?" I laugh, pecking his lips as I roamed my hands over his new hair.

He shrugged his shoulders, his cheeks blazing pink. I giggled as I admire him. Pinching his cheeks in which he scolds making he giggle more.

"Dan you doofus, I love you for you. Not because of your hair, I love you because you are amazing, brilliant, perfect. You understand me like no one else. I couldn't care less what you do with your dam hair. You are still and will always be handsome. I'm so lucky to have you." I whisper the last part, touching my forehead with his.

"Plus it means you won't be using that stinky, awful gel." I laugh, feeling his smile radiate on his face. He replies back by giving me a kiss. A truly, generous kiss. A kiss that means I love you.