The bus stopped just outside the city, this stop woke me up, I’m checking my phone now, it’s six in the morning, I roll my eyes and close my phone as I snuggle in my jacket against the window again, looking outside I smile to myself, -I’m going to see Duran soon- I have to admit I missed him while I was gone, of course I was happy to see my family nothing will ever trump that, although Duran is new and he makes me excited.
When the bus starts back up again and we head out I check my phone again, properly checking my messages, my family sent me a message last night while I was asleep and again this morning checking to see how the trip is, Duran has also texted me, he sent me a reminder messages that he’ll be at the bus stop for eight and that he can’t wait to see me.
My heart thumps happily as I watch the road pass me by, I can’t remember the last time I felt this kind of love, this kind of excitement to see someone I’m not related to, I sigh and text everyone back, telling my family where I am and that I slept well the whole way here, and Duran about how much I am looking forward to seeing him.