AN: Here it is guys, my second ever one shot! Sorry if the formatting is weird. The Microsoft Word to Tumblr transition didn’t come out right. But please enjoy! :)
“We’re received a storm warning from our headquarters. It looks like a cool front is coming in from the northwest and bringing a 80% chance of thunderstorms with it,” the weather man reported.
A smile flashed across my face at the words ‘storm warning.’ After all, it was my favorite song by Hunter and I had a lot of fond memories connected with it. Sometimes on bad nights when my anxiety gets to me, Hunt will sing me to sleep with it. It was one of the first songs we played at our wedding. I sighed as a warm, fuzzy feeling passed over me. I really was the luckiest girl in the world to be married to Hunter Easton Hayes.
I could hear keys clinking at the front door and my smile grew from ear-to-ear. He was home – finally. Hunter had been gone on tour for two weeks straight without coming home for a visit. I’ve got a part-time job, the dog, and the TV but it still gets pretty lonely without him around. Of course, there’s always Skype and text messages every day, but it’s just not the same as having him physically there. I picked up the fashion magazine I had tossed aside and tried to look busy. When the door opened, I didn’t even look up from the glossy pages, which was actually quite hard.
“You’re late,” I spoke up, trying to sound as serious as possible when in reality I was already cracking up into another huge smile and wanted nothing more than to jump into his arms.
From out of the corner of my eye, I could see him cross his big arms and smile big.
“You look terrible,” he added, finishing up my favorite quote from the Lord of the Rings movies.
I threw my magazine on the floor and jumped over the side of the couch in excitement. His arms were already open, waiting for my familiar embrace. I buried my face into his warm chest, listening to his steady heartbeat as he kissed me lightly on the forehead.
“You’re such a nerd,” he laughed.
“Hey, speak for yourself, guitar boy!” I laughed, poking him in the chest. His grip around me loosened and I looked up into his eyes. “I’ve missed you.”
“So have I, baby.” He swallowed hard, his eyes brimming up with tears.
I held up a finger. “No no no no no. Do NOT cry! I just put on makeup like fifteen minutes ago and I do not need to ruin my wing-tipped eyeliner!”
I ducked out from under his arms and ran across the house, Hunter close at my heels.
“Hey, I haven’t gotten a welcome home kiss yet! And don’t tell me you spent an hour on your lipstick, ‘cuz I don’t care! I’m gonna get it!” Hunter tried to sound threatening, but it only made me laugh more.
“If you want it, come and claim it!” I called, picking up a handful of Reese’s Pieces from the kitchen counter and throwing them at him. I laughed as he tried to get me and pick up the mini Reese’s at the same time, catching them in his mouth and missing. “You’re such a dork!” I taunted.
Hunter had gotten quicker and quicker lately. Probably all that jogging we had done together when he wasn’t touring. He darted after me, blocking the kitchen exit. I looked at the counter, thinking I might slide over it, but he was two steps ahead of me as usual. I lunged and he caught me, wrapping his strong arms around my waist and spinning me around. Screaming, I squirmed and kicked, laughing as he turned me softly around and planted slobbery kisses all over my face.
“Hey, I didn’t marry you so you can run away from me,” he joked.
“Oh, fine. You win this round!”
I planted my hands on my hips with a mock pouty expression, which made both of us laugh hysterically. Rolling his baby blues, he drew me close and looked into my eyes.
“You can be such a diva sometimes. But I still love you.”
“Oh you do, do you?”
He nodded, leaning in for the warm kiss he really wanted. I could’ve ducked away, but I’m a good girl. Besides, I’d missed his soft lips for too long. Melting into his strong grasp, I sighed with contentment. This was where I was happiest – at home with my favorite boy in the whole wide world. This was where I belonged. He was more than everything I need, all I ever wanted. And there was nothing in the world that could change that.
Pulling apart for air, suddenly Hunter cracked a huge smile.
“What?” I persuaded.
“You said do-do.”
I gave him a quick slap on the head. “You’re such a dork!”
"Yeah, but I’m your dork.”
I gave a low growl to tell him he wasn’t completely off the hook yet. “By the way, I don’t actually look terrible, do I?”
Hunter threw back his head and laughed. “I may be color blind, baby, but I don’t need to be able to tell red from blue to see that you’re drop dead gorgeous.”
“Aww, you don’t look so bad yourself,” I exclaimed, running my hands over his soft, salmon-colored v-neck. “But if you go around dressed like this more often, you might not be able to keep your clothes on for very long,” I winked suggestively.
“Oh, really?” He raised his eyebrows.
But it was too late. I had already ducked from his arms and run away, laughing.
Crowded hallways are the loneliest places for outcasts and rebels or anyone who just dares to be different. And you’ve been trying for so long to find out where your place is but in their narrow minds there’s no room for anyone who dares to do something different
Oh but listen for a minute
Trust the one whose been where you are wishing all it was was sticks and stones. Those words cut deep but they don’t mean you’re all alone and you’re not invisible hear me out there’s so much more to life than what you’re feeling now someday you’ll look back on all these days and all this pain is gonna be invisible.
So your confidence is quiet to them quiet looks like weakness but you don’t have to fight it cause you’re strong enough to win without a war. Every heart has a rhythm let yours beat out so loudly that everyone can hear it yeah promise you don’t need to hide it anymore oh and never be afraid of doing something different
dare to be something more
Trust the one whose been where you are wishing all it was was sticks and stones. Yeah the words cut deep but they don’t mean you’re all alone and you’re not invisible. hear me out there’s so much more to this life than what you’re feeling now and someday you’ll look back on all these days and all this pain is gonna be invisible.
These labels that they give you just cause they don’t understand. If you look past this moment you’ll see you’ve got a friend waving a flag for who you are and all you are gonna do yeah so hears to you. And hears to anyone whose ever felt invisible
And you’re not invisible
Hear me out there’s so much more to life than what you’re feeling now yeah someday you’ll look back on all these days and all this pain is gonna be invisible