Rose [S.M]

Come for you

I look at the digital clock on the dashboard of my Mini Cooper S... well, it's not entirely my car, I share it with my mother but whatever... you get the point.

It's 1:54 in the morning as I park the car into the garage of Amsterdam Schiphol airport. So much has happened in the last couple of hours... after I received Shawn's text that he missed me, I immediately called him. You don't know how big of a relief it was when I heard that wanted to text me all day but wanted to give me my space. One thing led to another and here I am, in the middle of the night picking him up from the airport. I thought that he was kidding when he said that he was trying to book the earliest flight to Amsterdam but nothing was less true. After 10 minutes of our phone call, he texted me his flights information. So, instead of going to sleep, like I was originally planned to do, I just watch some shows until it was time for me to drive to the airport to pick him up.

I wait in the warmth of my car for a couple of minutes more, before I grab my stuff and open the door. Immediately the cold February wind hits my face. Followed by a cold shiver running over my body. Luckily, I am wearing one of Shawn's sweaters, so I pull the hood on as I lock the car and fasten my way to the entrance of the airport.

Being the smart person I am, I already have looked online at his flight number so, it doesn't take me long before I spot the number on the board and walk towards the right arrival hall.

Once I am in the right spot, I lean against a wall and wait for him to walk through the door. My eyes wander around the hall. It's really quiet. In fact, me and two other people are the only ones here waiting. It's not surprising though. It's 2 in the morning. You have to absolutely out of your mind if you are waiting for any one who isn't Shawn.

I grab my phone, to see if Shawn has send me any new messages. Other then the text he send 10 minutes ago, that his plane had landed, there are non. So, instead I scroll through my Instagram feed to kill some time. I absolutely despise waiting. Especially during the night hours, when I am supposed to be sleeping. Like always, I am bored by Instagram after 2 minutes only and close the app again. I seriously don't know how Shawn can spend hours and hours browsing through different kinds of profiles. People aren't that interesting, in my opinion. Okay, let me rephrase that, people on Instagram aren't that interesting because it's not the real them. My problem with social media is that everything is fake. You only see the perfect models and the most handsome guys. It's not realistic. You don't want to know how many people use photoshop, nowadays. I just think that Instagram gives a false image of what perfection is and it makes a lot of people insecure for no reason. But that is just my opinion. Damn, deep thoughts for 2am in the morning.

I look my phone as I hear the sound of the doors open. A bald, middle aged man walks through the doors, towards one of the two women who are standing in the arrivals hall as well. Definitely not Shawn.

A couple of minutes later, the doors open again and this time more people walk out. My eyes immediately fall on the tall, handsome features of Shawn. All though, he looks like he has come straight out of his bed, with his hair standing in every direction, he is still the most handsome guy I have ever seen.

His eyes look around the hall, before they land on me. A cute, little smile appears on his face, which makes my heart melt. He is dressed in some Adidas joggers and a large hoodie, that I am going to steal from him later on.

He take his EarPods out of his ears as I begin to walk towards him. Without thinking, I jump into his arms and smash my lips on his. He let his travel bag fall on the ground as he wraps his arms around my waist to support me.

"I missed you so much." He says after a couple of seconds as he tilts his head back to look at me.

"I missed you too." I whisper in response. Thank God there aren't many people around, otherwise I am sure that we would have been plastered on every gossip site the first thing tomorrow.