Today was the day, the day you and Jared had dreamed of for so long.
After months and months of Skype calls, letters and items in the mail, chatting for hours online, and planning, you were finally going to meet for the first time.
Usually when your alarm went off on Saturday's, it would be launched across the room while being hit with profanities from the sleepy girl.
But this Saturday was different, so very different.
You were up and out of bed right away, grabbing the clothes you had set out the night before and rushed into the shower. It took you close to 3 hours to make sure everything was perfect.
Loud banging on the door snapped you out of re-doing your hair for the 16th time.
“(Name) come on, time to go.” Your mother called with a chuckle in her voice.
Flinging open the door, you had a large smile on her face, waving at the camera that your best friend practically shoved in your face.
You cleaned your room, even though you spent the whole weekend making sure it was spotless, and even though you two weren't staying there.
You slipped on your flats and looked around for anything else you might need.
“(Name), your stuff is in the car, let's go.” Your best friend laughed and pushed you outside.
You jumped into the car, focusing on the signs that were passing, only caring about the ones that mentioned the airport.
“How are you feeling?” Your mom asked and turned onto the highway.
“Nervous, exited, I don't know.” You breathed.
Your best friend laughed.
Your phone vibrated in your pocket and you quickly opened it, you smiled brightly and locked it.
“That was J, his plane is landing in about 20 minuets.” You stated and wiggled in your seat.
Your mother and best friend shared happy looks.
The ride was agonizingly long for the impatient teen.
But finally, you arrived at the airport.
Your best friend sat on a bench, making sure to catch every moment on camera. Your mom was sitting next to her, talking with a smile on her face.
Your phone vibrated and you pulled it out again.
~Just landed, see you in a few.
Your heart began to pound, did your hair look alright? Was your make-up smeared? Were your clothes wrinkled?
It felt like hours when it was really only a few minutes when you saw the boy you had been waiting your whole life to come down the escalator.
Jared dropped his bags at the bottom of the stairs and ran as fast as he could toward you almost knocking you over in the process.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, he buried his face into your neck, swaying softly. The two of you cried quietly.
Leaning backwards, his hand on your lower back, you placed your hands on the side of his face and tilted your head before kissing him.
After 3 whole years, you finally had what you'd always dreamed of.
“Oh my god.” You whispered after pulling away.
“Fucking finally.” He replied.
You laughed with tears in your eyes.
The hotel was gorgeous.
The first thing you did after saying goodbye to your family for the month?
Jump on the beds.
“This place is gorgeous!” You sighed rolling over next to Jared.
“Just like you.” He replied and got a pillow to the face.
That's how the pillow fight broke out.
It ended with the two of you curled up in the bed impossibly close to each other, sharing soft kisses and sweet words.
“I love you so much.” Jared whispered and kissed your cheek.
You grabbed his chin and made him kiss you.
“I love you too.”
“We made it.”