cameron boyce imagines

surprise

cam's pov

my baby hadn't seen me in three months three months too long. i missed her first day on the job and i missed her incredibly bad.

she'd been texting me and calling, but because of the crazy hours, rehearsals and songs we sing, i was never able to answer, and i know that we'd grown apart. but maybe this will change that.

i boarded my plane back to los angeles and prayed for the best. i needed to go to cvs, get her some flowers, a teddy bear and a box of fun for later 😉

i made that list on my phone, turned my music on and relaxed, full well knowing my baby was going to be in my arms again in a little less than four hours.

when the plane landed and i got my suitcases, i instantly got anxious. my anxiety fills me up when i see her, and when i over compensate what the outcome will be.

i changed into a nice suit and headed to cvs. i got her red roses and white lillies, a blue and yellow teddy bear and some candies.

i took an uber home to see that nothing had changed. the outside of the apartment, meaning the deck, curtains, and balcony hadn't been touched. which worries me, but makes it seem all the more amazing that i was home.

she worked from seven to three everyday, and it was about one o'clock. i thanked the uber driver, gave him a good tip, and unlocked the door into our home.

i was amazed at how little the apartment had changed. she still had all of our pictures hanging up when you first walked in. she had her shoes on top of the rack while mine was on the bottom. my blanket was sprawled on the couch and more pictures were hung up on the wall above the tv.

when i walked into our room, i found my sweatshirts spewed on the floor, my boxers on the floor and my big shirts on the floor. she had my pillow on her side and hadn't touched my other blanket in the room.

tears formed in my eyes, seeing that i did this to her. i drove her insane missing me, and i broke her heart with me not being here.

i went out to the front of the apartment and put the roses in a vase, next to the candles she hadn't burned yet. i took a lighter from the kitchen and lit the candles, i put the teddy bear by the flowers and i took a seat on the couch.

it was only about two, so i had about a half hour before i needed to be ready for her to come home.

babes💜: hey cam! i miss you like crazy :.( i hope you're home soon.
me: i miss you too, sweets. i promise i will be❤️

i smiled and giggled to myself, she didn't know how soon i'd be home.

i looked over the pictures again, and saw how happy she was. from when we stood on the doc, and looked out on the oncoming storm and bet we wouldn't leave until the first lightning strike. she got ansi and wanted to go, but i held her hand, wrapped her up in my sweatshirt and waited until we saw the first lightning strike hit the water.

or when my mom took that picture of the two us, sleeping. she had just had unexpected surgery, and my mom and i rushed out there. she was really up in the clouds still, but she was still so overjoyed to see me. "cammy?" she says, giggling, grabbing my hand "you'll never believe what just happened," she says smiling, "i just sang believer to my nurses and they really liked it." i laughed, but let a tear spew out of my eye. "i'm so happy you're okay," i said, "you freaked me out." i laughed. "you can come up here with me," she said, patting a spot next to her. i look at her mom, and she nodded. i crawled up there and she slid her head on my shoulder. before my mom left, she snapped the picture and let us sleep.

soon i saw the time. it was 2:45. i went into the bathroom and fixed my hair, put a mint in my mouth, and made sure i looked okay.

i walked out to the front of the house, holding the teddy bear in my hands, waiting for her to get home.

i heard her car pull up and my heart started beating fast. i heard her footsteps, some sniffles and then a key into the door.

the lock turned and the door swung open to reveal a sad face of my love. her eyes were closed, as the tears spewed out. she closed the door and rested her head against the door.

"surprise?" i said, grabbing the roses out of the vase. her whole body stood higher, and she turned her head. she looked at me, and she started crying more.

she dropped her bag and ran over to me. she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. this felt so good. i had my baby in my arms. but she was crying.

"hi baby," i said, squeezing her tighter.
"hi cameron," she says, sniffling.
"what's wrong, gorgeous?" i say, setting her down.
"a lot." she says, "but i'm so so happy to have my boy back." she says, kissing my cheek.

"i love you." i say, looking down at my love, kissing her on the lips for the first time in ages. it was like it was the very first time.
all of my anxiety vanished.

"i love you too." she says, pecking my lips again.

"whatcha say we change out of these clothes, and watch some tv?"

"that sounds beautiful to me." she says, kissing me again.

so that's what we did, for those two days until she decided that we were going to be productive and do something.

so we went to dinner, a nice restaurant. she was dressed up in a beautiful red dress with black heals. her hair was curled and she had a little bit of makeup on. little did she know that i went to the jewelry store before i came home.

so right there, in that restaurant, i popped the question, the question with the answer to the rest of my life on the line. and she said yes.

i truly am the luckiest man on this planet. i get to call my baby, my y/n, my wife until the end of time.