☀︎︎𝐻𝑎𝑚𝑧𝑎ℎ - 𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑙𝑦 ☀︎︎

❣︎𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 28❣︎

We got to the airport pretty late. Thankfully it was a Monday, so there weren't that many people there. We got through baggage and security quickly, and to my joy we were able to get coffee. I sat down with my croissant and coffee at a small table, with Hamzah sitting in the other chair.

"I'm going to miss everyone," I said. He smiled sadly.

"Me too."

"Promise you'll text me everyday?" I asked. He nodded.

"And I promise we'll meet up soon after," He said. I smiled as we finished our breakfast and went to the gate. We had to wait a while before our seats got called, and we took our two person seats near the back. I held Hamzahs hand as we waited for the plane to take off.

"I'm tired," I stated. Hamzah laughed.

"You made that clear this morning." I smiled and looked up at him.

"I know. But I'm still tired," I said, resting my head against the seat. I saw Hamzah smile at me.

"You're so cute," He said. I blushed but looked over to him.

"No, you," I said. I smiled and settled back into my seat, waiting for the plane to go.

The plane finally started moving, driving around the runway until it found a place to take off. Airplanes always made me nervous, so I was doing my favorite calming activity - playing with Hamzahs fingers. He smiled and let his hand go limp so I could squeeze it. I took a breath as the airplane took off, going faster and faster until the wheels left the runway and we were going up, through the air. I squeezed Hamzahs hand and closed my eyes. I felt Hamzah squeeze my hand back. I smiled but waited until we were steadily up on the air to open my eyes again. Hamzah saw me and brushed a lock of hair behind my ear.

"You should sleep," He said. I sighed. He was right, I was exhausted. It amazes me how he didn't get tired. I nodded and rested my head against the headrest, closing my eyes. The hum of the plane and quiet chatter sent me into a deep sleep.

I woke up to the plane shaking. I felt my heart beat a bit faster.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, it seems like we've hit a bit of turbulence. Please stay seated at this time." The calm voice of a flight attendant filled the plane. I looked over to see Hamzah was fast asleep. I smiled at how peaceful he looked, and closed my eyes, falling back asleep. It took a couple minutes, but eventually I was able to fall into a light sleep.

I was awoken by Hamzah shaking me.

"What?" I asked, still coming out of my sleep. I slowly opened my eyes and rubbed my forehead.

"We're about to land," He said. I nodded and got ready, putting all my stuff. The plane started descending, and I felt the familiar drop in my stomach. My ears were clogged again, making everything seem hushed and quiet. The plane finally got closer to the ground, and the wheels touched down. The plane ran fast against the runway and it took a couple minutes to slow down, plus a couple more for it to find our gate.

After a while, we finally got out of the plane. The sky was dark and cloudy, and it looked like it might rain. It was about one by now, so Me and Hamzah decided to go get a late lunch. We got back into a shuttle bus after picking up our suitcases, and drove back to the lot. I was wearing Hamzahs hoodie again, and wrapped myself in it to keep warm while Hamzah went in to get his keys. He finally came out and wrapped his arms around me. I smiled and we walked to his car. It felt cold and empty. I would miss my friends. The weather seemed to reflect my feelings. I sighed and rested my head back against the seat. Hamzah started the engine and put a hand on my thigh as we drove off to a McDonalds drive through.

We got some food and parked in a large parking lot. We ate while chatting, laughing about the memories or about embarrassing stories from the past. I decided to go on a live. I clicked the button and set my phone on the dashboard.

"Hey guys!" I said, waving. People started joining at once and I squinted as I read the comments. I munched  on another fry as I read them. They were mostly about Hamzah, as you could see him sitting next to me.

"Uhhh.. I guess I'll do a Q and A," I said. I leaned forward to read the comments.

"Is Hamzah in the car with me.. yes," I said, moving my camera so Hamzah could wave. I giggled. I turned the camera back to me.

"Uhhh, you guys are boring. I need questions," I said. I leaned forward to read the comments again. One asked if me and Hamzah were dating.

"I literally already addressed this. Yes we're dating," I said. I heard Hamzah chuckle from his seat. I turned to glare at him but he was leaning into the screen.

"Yep. Why are your comments so boring?" He asked me.

"I don't know. Guys, ask me more questions!" I said. I saw a comment that asked if me and Hamzah would kiss. I laughed out loud and scrolled up to read it.

"user478392, this is for you," I said. Hamzah was still leaning towards me so I pecked him on the lips. He looked surprised. I laughed at him and wiped my lips off. He looked offended.

"Your lips are salty," I said, giggling. My comments were flowing in at an all time speed. Hamzah laughed and we both leaned forward to read comments.

"My favorite color is probably.. pink."

"My favorite candy has to be KitKats."

The live continued on like this until we finished all of our food and had to get going.

"Bye guys! Thanks for joining!" I said, before ending the live. I laughed and told him some of the ridiculous comments I saw. We both chuckled as he pulled out of the parking lot.

It wasn't that long of a drive before we got to my house. I saw my dads car out front, which was weird.

"Huh, my dads home," I said. I shrugged and opened the door. My dad was sitting at the counter, typing away on a computer.

"You're home!" I said, going up to hug him.

"There you are," He said, hugging me and patting my back. He noticed Hamzah out of the corner of his eye.

"And who is this fine young man?" He asked, looking to me and then Hamzah. I blushed as I realized I hadn't told him.

"Dad, this is Hamzah. My-uh- boyfriend," I said, stuttering the last part. Dad looked at me and then to Hamzah. I held my breath. I'd never really have a boyfriend before, unless you counted Kyle from the seventh grade.

"It's so nice to meet you!" He said, shaking Hamzahs hand. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I smiled as Dad let go of Hamzahs hand and gave me a smile.

"Sorry darling, I have to leave again tomorrow." Do you think you can manage by yourself again? It's really important." He said. I nodded.

"Yep, good with me," I said. Dad smiled and nodded.

"Great! Now I have some work to do and I have a meeting at six, but I'll see you after?" He said. I nodded as he squeezed my hand and went back to his computer. I grabbed my bag from Hamzah and went to my room, him walking behind me.

We got in my room and chatted while I put away my bag. Hamzah lied on the bed while I cleaned up everything that I had from the trip. I hooked up a mini printer to my phone and printed almost all the pictures from the trip. I smiled as I hung them up on my wall. One of them that I especially noticed was one with me and Hamzah, me asleep in his arms while he threw a peace sign up at the camera. I smiled. Claire must've taken that one. I hung up more with the whole group, and cleaned everything up. After that, I fell onto the bed beside Hamzah. I cuddled into his side, as he wrapped his arms around me. I was so tired, from the jet lag and the traveling. I sighed and buried my head into Hamzahs chest, closing my eyes and falling into a peaceful sleep.

A/N: SORRY I JUST KEPT SEEING HAMZAH EVERYWHERE AJD HES LIKE SO CUTE SO I DECIDED TO KEEP WRITING anyways tysm for the reads im like ahhhh insane and leave feedback and ideas!!! tysm for the reads and votes!! sorry for the many spelling errors