Hurt

It’s been about two years since Nathan left for The Wanted. I talked to him when I had the chance but he was really busy. When we did get to talk, we focused on him. I didn't want him knowing what was going on with me. I wanted him to live his life without worrying about me for once. Nathan was the one who had been there with me through it all when no one else was. It killed me that I couldn’t have him there with me. Nathan was coming home in two weeks and I was so excited! He was only here for a couple days but he promised me we would hang out!  

{A week passed}

Nathan called me to ask me if I could pick him and the boys up and I said yes. His flight got in a little late, and I was a bit worried. I went to baggage claim C and waited for the boys. When I saw Nathan I couldn't help but smile and cry. He ran to me and picked me up.

"Babe what's wrong?"

 "I am just so happy to see you, I’ve missed you so much," I said in a faint voice.

When we were at my house he asked me about how my life was and I avoided some things that I didn't what him to know yet. He slept over that night because he was taking me to an interview and concert tomorrow. I fell asleep in bed an hour before he went to sleep. He found my journal that I forgot to hide before he came over.