There's Fireworks in My Heart

Welcome Home

*Stevie's POV*

"Really Ellie? Another fucking surprise?" I complain as we take our seats on the airplane. This time we don't get our own private jet, but we do get to fly first class.

"Yes. A couple actually."

"I hate you." I say and look away.

"I love you to, Stevie." She says and rests her head on my shoulder.

The flight attendant announces that the plane will be taking off with in the next five minutes. I don't listen to the rest of what she has to say because I've heard it all before.

After the plane takes off and it's steady I pull out my sketch book and a pencil. I look at Ellie and start sketching her current pose which is looking intensely at her phone. I laugh to myself as I draw her, good thing she hasn't moved much at all. I draw little hearts around her head and a thought bubble with my name in it. When I'm finished I start tapping on her leg with my pencil.

"Could you stop that." She gets annoyed with me and pushes my hand away.

"I made you something." I say and half smile hoping she isn't too mad at me for interrupting her.

"What is it babe?" She asks kindly.

I hand it to her and she smiles at it. "Awww! I love it!" she says really quite loud. "maybe we can frame it and hang it up in-" she cuts herself off. She must have realized we don't have a house.

"Yeah." I say awkwardly.

I go back to sketching different things until a lady leans her seat all the way back giving me zero room. Really? It's a fucking hour and a half flight. You don't need to lay your seat all the way back.

I nudge Ellie's foot with mine. She looks over and realizes what's going on. She leans forward and taps the lady's shoulder. "Excuse me, could you please lean your seat forward a bit. My girlfriend gets claustrophobic." She asks sweetly in her adorable accent. The lady puts her chair back up and I stretch out exaggeratedly. Ellie giggles at me.

"You're welcome." She smiles at me.

"Thanks babe." I lean in and kiss her.

I pull out my phone and start listening to music. Ryn Weaver to be exact, her music is so good. Ellie pulls out one of my ear buds and puts it in her ear. She lays her head in my shoulder again and listens to the music with me.

Before I know it it's time to get off the plane. As soon as we walk out Ellie grabs ahold of me in a very protective way. We are in LAX and there are most likely a lot of paparazzi. Plus I get lost easy.

We grab all of our bags and start walking to the exit. I have no idea where we are going or why we are here. Ellie still has a tight hold on me and we walk into a big group of paparazzi and the camera flashes start to go off. It's hard to see once they start. "What do they want?" I ask Ellie through all the yelling of her name from both paparazzi and fans. I think I'm even hearing my name a little bit. "A good picture of us that they could sell and make loads of money off of." She answers and continues dragging me through the airport.

We make it outside and bodyguards and a car is waiting for us. They open the door and take our luggage off of us. They put it in the trunk and we get into the back seats. I take a deep breath once we get settled and start moving down the road. That was stressful. Poor Ellie deals with it a lot. I give her a hug.

"What was that for?" She giggles when I pull away.

"Because I love you." I answer and hug her again, this time longer. I lay my head on her chest. She kisses the top of my head and strokes my hair. I know she loves me to, she doesn't have to say it.

I don't even pay attention to where we are going. We stop somewhere and I sit up and look around. The men get out and open our doors for us. They unload our bags and leave them by the front door of this house. I look around, it's stunning. So beautiful. This must be another vacation.

Ellie grabs my hand and drags me up to the big front doors. She pulls out some keys and opens the door. She walks in and I walk in after her. I look around and my jaw drops. The big front doors lead into a big courtyard with glass doors and windows all around it leading into the house. The place is empty with white walls but it's still beautiful. She takes me into the large kitchen, then the living room I'm guessing, then a couple of the bedrooms. It's really big and open, especially with nothing in it. We go down some stairs into a nice basement, it's big and open like the rest of the place. She then takes me back upstairs and to more stairs leading to the roof. We stand up there and she turns me around and points to the gorgeous view of the beach and ocean. We go back down and outside to what I think is the back yard, it's big and had it's own pool and hot tub. This place is amazing. The last place she has to show me is the master bedroom. It's really quite big, with large windows and a great view outside. A nice big bathroom with a big bathtub and everything. This place is Stevie's dream home for sure.

"Hey Stevie?" Ellie says to get my attention.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"Welcome home baby."