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As Hannah's flight approached the Denver airport, she couldn't stop her heart from racing.

On the one hand she was a little afraid to see Bright because of all the awkwardness she had caused in trying to cut herself off from him, but on the other she was amazingly excited to see him. It was not a feeling she could explain very well, except that she guess this was what love felt like.

Bright had become her best friend, and being separated from your best friend for like three and a half months, is not the greatest feeling even if you do have the phone and the internet. It's never the same as seeing someone in person. Being able to hold their hand or just see their smile when you talk to them.

She rolled up her tiny bag of carrots and placed them back in her carry-on backpack. They were landing. She took a deep breath and mentally prepared herself for the moment she'd been waiting for, for so many months.

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It was September 1st and Bright was behind the wheel of his pickup truck with Amy in the passenger seat along side him. This was the day he'd see Hannah again. The two had nearly reached the airport when Amy finally said something, breaking the silence which had lasted for over an hour.

"What are you gonna do when you see her?"

"I'm not sure. I guess I hadn't thought that far ahead."

"What does your gut instinct tell you to do? If you could do anything without repercussion or rejection, what would it be?"

"Amy, don't ask a guy that question." Bright looked over at her, confused. She smacked his arm.

"I mean it. Seriously, Bright," she scolded.

"I guess I'd just go up to her, pick her up like I did before she left and just kiss her."

"Then do it."

"It's more complicated than that. You know what it's like Ame."

"I do, and look where the complication has got me? My boyfriend ran away to England because I didn't tell him that I knew about, well you know the whole thing."

"Yeah."

"Just be honest with her. Talk to her, work whatever you have out between each other out and move on with your lives. Because love, or whatever you have together is too good to let go."

"Thanks, Ame. I won't let it go. I promise." He smiled, feeling a little bit better about the whole thing.
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The walk down the concourse to the entrance to the airport was dark and it caused Hannah to think again about what would happen when she reached the end of that tunnel. Questions ran through her head helter-skelter. What was she gonna say? What was she gonna do? What would he do when he saw her? She had no more time to think as the sounds of the airport flooded all around her.

The crowd of people seemed to go on for miles in front of her. She took a breath and as stupid as she felt, breathed in the Colorado air. It felt familiar. The noise of people meeting each other, and looking for one another in this mass of bodies bombarded her again.

"Hannah!" She heard her name shouted from somewhere within the crowd.

She stopped and looked around, but all she saw were people who were complete strangers to her. Then a group of people off to her left split in opposite directions and she spotted Amy standing near a group of chairs in a waiting area. Her steps quickened, and a smile spread across her face as Amy's face did the same thing.

"Hannah!" Amy shouted again. "Welcome home. It's amazing to see you." The two embraced.

"Oh, you don't know how glad I am to see you, Amy." She smiled, pushing up her glassed cutely.

"There will be plenty of time to catch up Hannah." Amy smiled. "How was your flight?"

"Oh it was fine. I'm getting used to planes now that I've been going back and forth. Wasn't too boring since I brought a few books that I picked up a while ago."

There was a slight pause in the conversation as they both stood staring at each other, smiling.

"So, have you talked to Ephram lately?" Hannah asked, attempting to keep the conversation alive.

"Um, no we aren't really on the best of terms. I haven't seen him or talked to him since he left." Hannah nodded understandingly; her eyes seeming to apologize for asking that question. It was all she could think to ask though. She hadn't wanted to ask this question but she really wanted to know the answer.

"Where's Bright?" She asked, squinching her face awkwardly.

"He said he had to go to the bathroom or something. It's been like ten minutes though; I don't know what he's doing." She gestured with her hands in question. Amy looked behind over her shoulder at where she had left him. "Here he comes now." She replied.

Hannah looked up front her backpack, which she had been rummaging through to put away her I-Pod. Bright was walking down the corridor toward them.

"Hey," his trademark, goofy yet cute smile lit up his face.

"Hi," Hannah smiled back and looked down at her shoes.

"You look amazing, like it hasn't been three months." He was realizing how much easier it was to talk to her on the phone or through email, when Amy jabbed him in the side. "Hey," he stepped forward and lifted Hannah's head up gently by her chin. "I got these for you." He moved his other arm from behind his back, revealing a big bunch of carnations.

"Bright!" She gasped, smiling widely and taking them. "They are beautiful. I love carnations. How did you know?" She asked.

"I didn't. Roses were just really expensive." He admitted, sheepishly.

"Well, I love carnations. These are great. I always thought roses were overrated, all thorny and expensive." She beamed, realizing that she was rambling.

The three stood there in silence, a bit uncomfortable for a minute or two.

"Oh for goodness sake, just talk already." Amy threw up her arms. "I'll be waiting in the car." She turned and walked away.

"Bright. I," she started, looking straight into his eyes.

"No, Hannah. What happened, it's over. Done with, finished." He nodded.

"Really," she asked, half-mumbled, looking up at him.

"I get it. You're head was in a weird place. I know how that is." He paused. "Really."

Hannah's heart almost exploded with delight. She flung herself into his arms. He picked her up in embrace. She was just as light as he remembered.

"Bright, I missed you." She whispered breathing a deep sigh of relief and happiness, faced buried in his shoulder. He set her down and looked at her.

"God, Hannah you have no idea how much I missed you." He replied before bending down to take her lips with his just like he'd done outside of Nina's before she left. His kisses were rushed, like he needed to make up for all the time he'd missed with her this summer. She pulled back suddenly.

"Hey," she exclaimed as Bright opened his eyes. "We've got plenty of time." She smiled. He scoffed, realizing what she meant. She stood on her tiptoes and placed a gentle, slow kiss on his lips. And then another. His arms wrapped around her waist. She returned to her original height, took his right hand in hers and they walked to claim her luggage.

"You know, I expected this to be harder or weirder than it was. Coming back and not really being sure of how we were." She commented. "But this was good." She glanced at her flowers in her right hand.

"We could go back and I could be really mad, and tell you I never want to see you again." He smiled.

"Shut up! You're not that good an actor, I wouldn't believe you." She bumped against him, almost pushing him into a woman going the other direction. "Ooh!" She giggled. "Sorry."

He squeezed her hand harder. "I almost forgot why I love you so much." He replied. "You're so fun." He added, doing that almost sarcastic face squishing thing he did when he pretended to be a dork. Hannah loved it. She figured he didn't need to pretend too much, he was after all a dork at heart. On the outside he was this big, strong jock guy but inside he was something else. He was a dork, just like her. He wasn't that persona that he put on for other people when he was with her.

When he was with her, he was something real. The guy she could watch stupid movies with and make stupid remarks about those movies. The guy who cared to listen when no one else would, the guy whose shoulder was the best place to cry into and the guy who saw her like she never thought anyone would, beautiful.

Oh, it was good to be back.
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