Long Distance Hug /Ross Lynch\ #Wattys2016

Prologue

Hailey's P.O.V.

How I missed that sexy jawline, his warmth, his hazel eyes, his toned chest, his blonde hair. I've always had a thing for blondes, since I've been a child. They always...attracted me in a way. But eight months? I just want hiiiiim.

"Hailey!" Alex, my Archeological researches professor, shouted making me sit up straight, wiping the drool dripping from my chin and look around.

My cheeks reddened when I saw the huge hall empty. "Sorryyyy, " I apologised, making him chuckle.

"What's wrong, Hailes?  You haven't been yourself lately," he inquired, sitting next to me.

Besides being my teacher, Alex was like my brother, my friend. He knew a lot about me, almost as close as Charlotte.

He is the typical translation of an intentional guy, who looks forward, concentrating on his life, and his family.

He's also a really smart guy, who graduated at such a young age. Which explains why he's my age, and is already a professor who does some pretty complicated investigations.

"I just really miss Ross," I confessed, groaning lazily, as my head fell on my arms. "Our first year anniversary is just around the corner. "

"One year?"

"Yup. Four months together, almost eight months apart. Still going strong, same amount of appreciations towards eachother, same amount of love, guess you could say it even increases by the way he talks to me online," I bit my lip holding back that idiotic smile that hits me every time he pops into my heart.

"Damn," he laughed, his British accent standing out. "You guys are freaking goals."

"Says a guy, who's nineteen and has a family already, with a lovely wife and an adorable one year old baby girl. "

"You're not even eighteen yet. Who knows what the next year holds for you," he rubbed my back, before adjusting his glasses, letting its borders reveal his green eyes.

I nodded in agreement, before feeling my phone buzz in my pocket.

Baby boy ♥

"Oooh, it's Ross," I perked, my heart fluttering.

Alex giggled at my excitement, standing up with his books, before adjusting his brown hair. "I'll leave you talk to him more privately. Don't get too lost in the conversation, " he winked before leaving.

I smiled, pulling a hair strand behind my ear, to answer the call.

"Hey," I smiled so widely, my jaw almost cracked.

"Kitten."

"I was just thinking about you," I whispered, flirting quietly as he hummed.

"I could tell by the way you're talking," he chuckled deeply making me grin. "You have no idea how badly I miss you, Snowy."

"Damn, babe. It's only been two minutes since you last texted."

"what were we texting about? I just want to grab your waist, pull you in to my arms, and kiss you till we're both out of breath. Take you out on romantic dates, maybe to the cinema, beach, a fancy restaurant or our lazy movie nights where I used to take your shirt off just to run my hands down your back as you sat flat on your stomach. Just because you liked it. And my because I liked seeing your body almost half naked. "

"Awh, baby, you're being too romantic. I'd want to give you shoulder rubs, make you those sweet drinks and cuddle you to sleep. Lots of kisses though," I giggled, my stomach erupting on butterflies.