I stood with my back to the crowd as I waited in the crowded airport. I blocked out the noise of the other pedestrians as I waited for the passengers on the plane to being to file into the already tight space. Minutes went by, when finally, people began to file into the airport. I scanned the crowd for that familiar brown haired boy I had spoken to so many times before in the past. There seemed to be no sign of him, but then I saw someone with a head of curly brown hair amongst the crowd. I watched for a little longer before I finally realized it was him.
“Christian!” I called out, waving my arms above my head to try to get his attention. He looked around before seeing me, a smile illuminating his face when he did. He worked his way through the crowd, his backpack strapped over one of his shoulders and something cradled in his arms. Christian came over and stood in front of me. I had to look up to look him in the eye.
“Hey!” He greeted me with a joking tone as the thing in his arms shifted. I looked and saw a kitten in his arms. I smiled at the feline and scratched it behind the ears.
“Cute cat,” I said as his cat purred and stirred in his arms, “What’s his name?”
Christian smiled sadly, “Skylar,” he said with slight sigh.
I took the cat from Christian’s arms gently and hugged him with my free arm. I felt his arms wrap around me in return and we stood that way for a few moments, just hugging.
“I remember when we talked about this day online, the day that the two of us would meet.” I said into his chest.
“I do, too. We were really young then.” He responded. I could feel his lips move against my hair. “How are you and Sarah?”
“You remembered her name.” I laughed quietly. “She’s in the car.”
Christian laughed in response and the two of us pulled apart. I held Skylar securely in my arms as we started to walk along the tiled airport floor.
“How was the flight?” I asked as I turned my attention from the oversized windows up to Christian. He was looking straight ahead, his eyes following people as they crossed our path.
“Not bad. I’m hungry, though.” He said as he put his hands over his stomach. We both laughed.
“We could get something from one of the places in here or we could pick something up on our way back to my place.” I offered. He shrugged.
“I don’t care.” He responded. I looked down at Skylar, who was currently asleep in my arms. I smiled and looked back up at Christian. He was looking at me now.
“I don’t care either. Are you really hungry?” I asked.
“Well I’m not starving.”
“You can wait then.”
“Fine.” Christian said mockingly. We laughed some more as we walked to the baggage claim to get Christian’s suitcase. We stood shoulder to shoulder as we waited for his suitcase to come tumbling out of the opening and down the ramp to the conveyer belt below. We talked and caught up on what had happened since we had stopped talking due to him getting ready to come to New Jersey to see me and Sarah. Once Christian got his bag, we headed out to where Sarah was waiting, asleep, in the passenger seat of our car. I opened the driver’s seat door and popped open the trunk for Christian to put his suitcase in the back. He slammed the trunk shut and climbed into the backseat. I waited in the driver’s seat for him to get settled before I started to drive off.
“I’m glad you were able to fly up here to see us.” I said, eyes on the road.
“I am, too.” Christian responded, his head poking in from between mine and Sarah’s seats. I chuckled to myself as I drove while Christian got a good look at Sarah.
“You two are cute together. I ship you two. Hard.” He said teasingly. We laughed together as I drove off onto the highway.