I'm aware that this is really short, but I had so many request to turn this into a story. Since I started a new story, I thought, 'what the hell, let's do it!'
I honestly don't know where I'm going with this story or how often I'll update!
Someone might have to remind me haha I'm being honest, too.
Well, here's the continuation of this story!
Disclaimer: I don't own BTR or Victorious!
Its been a few months of a few phone calls and a lot of skype dates but today was the big day for Tori and Kendall.
"Dude, relax you're going to have a panic attack." Logan joked.
"Shut up. Its been three months since I've seen or touched my girl, you don't know how long that is."
"Well, someone sounds attached." Carlos said joining the conversation.
"If you guys knew her the way I did-"
"We were kidding, we love Tori. But not as much as you do." James smirked as he was first to climb the plane. They were leaving Seattle as their last concert took place last night. The boys loved the amp from the crowds in different cities. Every city was different but worth the experience.
"Tomorrow this time, I'll be holding my girl." Kendall said to himself as he followed Logan and Carlos into the plane.
They sat by themselves, falling asleep almost instantly but Kendall kept his eyes glued to his phone. The picture from them on the beach shined back to him as he smiled.
His heart ached from so much emotion, he missed his girlfriend, not only was she his girlfriend but she was also his other half, best friend. He would never admit that to the guys because then he would have to explain to Carlos that she was his special best friend and then that would take another few hours explaining what kind of special.
The night before he left was replayed in his memory; he didn't tell a soul about the beautiful moment he shared with Tori.
His phone vibrated in his jean pocket, 'I will see you in two days. I love you.'
He quickly replied back, keeping the fact that he will actually be home tomorrow a secret.
Tori lay silently in bed. It was passed midnight on a Tuesday morning; she had school the next day but couldn't keep her excitement in. Knowing her boyfriend will be back in two whole days was slowly killing her in anticipation.
Her phone buzzed beside her, smiling widely she slid her finger across opening the message, 'I can hardly wait, you don't know how much I miss you. I love you.'
She sighed as her heart ached. She shut her phone off and placed it next to her. Closing her eyes she dreamt about being in his arms again.
When Tori awoke she felt her head pounding.
"Why? Why can't I graduate already?" Tori said to no one in particular, six more months till graduation.
"Tori, honey, wake up." Her mom poked her head in her room.
"I'm up, what's up?" Tori asked.
"Its Kendall and the band, I'm sorry honey." Her mom's words seemed to grow to life as they bounced around the room.
Her heart stopped beating, she felt the nervous sweat start to form beneath her hair line and she immediately started to pray.
"What are you talking about?"
"They were in a plane accident. They were transported to the Los Angeles Emergency Room, I'm sorry."
"You're joking. Kendall wasn't supposed to be here till tomorrow."
"Honey, it's all over the news. I didn't want to wake you like this, but it doesn't look good."
"You are lying!" Tori yelled as her body broke down.
Susan Vega rushed to her daughter's side as she held her. Her own heart breaking from the reaction of her baby girl.