Home Is Where My Love Is

Walking through these familiar halls, it seemed like just yesterday I as running through them to get to my class before I was anymore late. Or checking out every single female that walked passes me. I remember leaning up against my locker and watching as my crush would walk passed me, having no idea what she was doing to me. Then one day that crush turned into a girlfriend, we'd spend hours in these hallways finding somewhere to make-out or whisper sweet things into each other's ears. All of it seemed just yesterday but I knew it wasn't, it was seven years ago now and I was a different person. I was here in my old high school for a reason; I wasn't just here reminding myself of the good old day or anything like or anything else.

Seven years ago the day after I graduate from this school, the day I turned 18 was the day that I left to join the military. I spent one year training before being deployed with my platoon to Afghanistan where we would face people you'd only hear about on the news and have to make quick decision but I guess that's what they trained us for. After receiving four different medals for bravery, six tours, two in Afghanistan, one in Germany, two in Iraq and one in Japan. Seeing men and women I serve with, trained with being killed, blown up, kidnapped and tortured for information. Being shot three times myself, once in the shoulder and the last two in my knees, I have been close to bomb and grenades that, that Bruno Mars song about grenades isn't even funny.

I finally decided after giving seven years of my life to my country it was finally time to leave the military and have my own life, start a family with the girl of my dream. The girl that kept me going, the girl I'd write my goodbyes to before going anyway, doing anything. The girl that I kept a picture in my pocket no matter where I went, the girl that helped me survive through everything. My high school sweetheart, the girl that I had a crush on all through high school and my girlfriend in senior year was that girl and she was now a teacher at this school. My Mum had told me in one of her many letters she wrote to me, when Mum told me that she was going to become a teacher I was extremely happy and bragged about it in base camp. Everyone that I knew out there knew she was going to become a teacher in Maths, Science and History. Mum would also tell me about her on and off again boyfriend who she married but after a year of marriage she found him cheating on her with another girl and that ended the marriage quick smart. I had almost quit the military that day and get on the first plane home but my best friend in my platoon talked me out of it. I had to read many letters after that, heartbreaking ones and they all brought me to tears but then they slowly became happy again which made me happy.

Finally coming to the classroom I could hear her voice coming out into the hallway from the classroom she was teaching in, she sounded so enthusiastic when her student probably weren't. When I had told her about joining the military straight after graduation she didn't understand why I need to go out there, I just told her it was something I need to do. You see my Dad died out there, fighting for his country when I was only six and Mum had to raise me. It was just something I need to do, which Mum understood but she didn't.

We broke up after that, we graduate and went our separate ways, I had gotten a few letters from her while at training but they soon stop. But I never stopped caring or loving her, I still love her to this day and it won't ever stop. Standing outside the classroom door that was shut I looked through the window to see her sitting on her desk just talking to the student who look interested well the ones up the front did not up the back; where I use to sit every single day. I hated school; I was terrible at it and I recon if it weren't for her I wouldn't have graduated. This classroom had two doors, one at the back and one at the front, which I always found odd but right now I didn't care because that one was open and this one wasn't.

Walking down to the door, I leant up against the doorframe and say "I'd lesson to her guys, she knows what she talking about," my southern-Texas accent coming through. I was born and raised in Texas, but after my Dad died we moved here and this place Rosewood was my home. Looking at the students I can see they're all staring at me confused while their teacher, my ex-girlfriend Spencer Hasting was staring at me in disbelief.

Spencer asks "What are you doing here?" I see her look me up and down, I was wearing my uniform from the army and it's a lot of white.

I replied with "I'm home Spence," I remove my hat to take under my arm and walk into the classroom.

"I see," she replied with and I can see her holding tears back.

Looking at her class, I ask "You don't mind if I talk to your teacher for a bit?" They shook their heads not really caring.

I ask "You didn't know I was coming home?"

Spencer replied with "No, how would I know?"

"Come on, we both know my Mum is terrible at keeping secrets," we both smile at each other.

"That may be true but she said nothing to me, she did come over to my apartment the other day but I thought it was just her monthly check up."

"I'm sorry about the divorce."

"How did you know?"

"Mum told me, she wrote about you in her letters, why did you stop writing?"

"It became top hard Emily, you were god knows where and I couldn't do anything about it."

"I'm sorry Spence, it was just something I had to do."

"I know and I understand, I've come to terms with it."

Spencer asked before I could say anything "So why are you back?"

I replied with "It's time to make things right."

"What are you talking about?"

Placing my hat on her desk, I say "I should've been the first person you married."

"Again what are you talking about?"

Sliding down onto one knee, I say "I know things have changed Spencer but the way I feel about you is still as strong as they were when we were here at this school. I'm crazy about you Spencer and now it's time to make thing right, the way they should have been from the start; I just need a little seven years to realise it."

Pulling a box out of my pocket, I continue with "So with that all being said will you Spencer Hastings do me the proud honour in becoming my wife?" I open it to reveal a blue diamond with a gold band, it was given to me from a local women in Germany she gave it to me after saving her son from a burning building; it was incredible beautiful.

Spencer looked completely shocked but when she replied it shocked me "Yes, Ye Emily Fields, I'll marry you," she pulled me up by my tie and smashed our lips together. They still tasted good, like they did when we first kiss and the kiss was amazing, I could hear clapping from her students but I didn't really care.

Pulling out of the kiss I say "I love you Spencer Hastings and I'm going to do everything in my power to make you happy."

"I love you too Emily," I slide the ring onto her finger and I hear her students clapping some more and throwing out words of congratulations. I finally had the girl I always wanted, it may have taken me seven plus years to get her but hey it'd make a great story to tell the grandchildren; wait when did I plan grandchildren? I think there are a few more things I should go over before, nah who cares if Spencer wants kids then that's what she'll get.

The End.