#s.arlo.

“you and i both know last night was a mistake.” arlo commented, walking away from the now answered front door. he and the woman had a thing, he had always had a thing for her but he had always held back as she was his boss’ daughter, a daughter he nor any of the rest were allowed near. if the boss found out his daughter slept with arlo, well, arlo would be no more.

after a long, hard and exhausting tour in iraq for a year, arlo was finally coming home. did he tell the other that he was coming home? no. was he keeping it a surprise because he wanted to see what their reaction would be? yes. he had been on a plane for a very long time, his jet lag was going to be a nightmare whilst he’s coming. he’ll want to spend every waking minute with them. finally the man’s uber had pulled up at their house, he handed him the money, got out of the car with his rucksack. he took off his hat and walked up to the front door. he opened it, put the bag onto the floor. “anyone home?” arlo called.

after a long, hard and exhausting tour in iraq for a year, arlo was finally coming home. did he tell the other that he was coming home? no. was he keeping it a surprise because he wanted to see what their reaction would be? yes. he had been on a plane for a very long time, his jet lag was going to be a nightmare whilst he’s coming. he’ll want to spend every waking minute with them. finally the man’s uber had pulled up at their house, he handed him the money, got out of the car with his rucksack. he took off his hat and walked up to the front door. he opened it, put the bag onto the floor. “anyone home?” arlo called. @pcrified

it was their wedding day, the day the couple have been planning for two years and those two years flew by. it felt like just yesterday he proposed. it was romantic and arlo wasn’t the most romantic man in the world, hell, he never liked romance nor did he like relationships but here he is, sitting on a chair, facing the  dance floor where his wife was with her bridesmaids. he had a look of pure adoration on his features. how did he manage to snag someone like her? he had no clue. -- it wasn’t long until arlo was pulled out of the chair by the maid of honour onto the floor and slightly pushed towards his bride. “mrs. montgomery.”

it was a warm day, he was on vacation, finally. arlo has had a hard few years and he really needed a relaxing, stress free vacation. he had booked plane tickets to hawaii for himself and the others. they all deserved a break. all he wanted to do was drink by the pool or the beach, eat food he would never usually eat back home. he just wanted to do absolutely nothing. so, there he was - lying on a lilo in the pool, his arms under his head and his eyes shut but a voice scared him and he fell into the pool. arlo went under and he swam back up to the surface and shook his hair out of his eyes. “jesus christ. don’t fuckin’ scare me like that.”

“good morning, doll.” arlo spoke, leaning against the island in his kitchen. he brought up his coffee mug up to his lips and took a few sips. the man put down the mug and folded his arms across his chest and his sea blue eyes focused on the much younger girl who stood in front of him, she was just wearing his button down shirt. his mind went back to last night and a small smirk formed onto his lips remembering the events. “what excuse did you use this time? the stereotypical ‘i won’t be home, i’m at a friends’?”

sergeant montgomery has just come back from tour, thankful that he was granted a break, thankful that he could come home to his friends, family, everyone. he had been out in afghanistan for about two years, he was fighting for his country. -- so there he stood in the arrivals, his rucksack on his back, weighing him down. he was tired, he was drained. he just wanted to be with his wife and kids.

after a long year of planning, laughing and stressful, frustrated tears, they were now a married couple, they had said their vows, they both cried. arlo cried more than he liked to admit because maia was just so beautiful walking down the aisle, her beautiful white dress. she was absolutely breathtaking, the man was speechless. nobody could see this day actually happening, nobody thought they would go through with it. it was the age gap. it was hard not to notice the gap. it was eight years and he was told countless times that the couple would call off the wedding but here they all are, sitting at round tables in a big fancy ballroom, celebrating the newly married couple. -- now that the ceremony and the dinner was over, the ‘partying’ can start. the first dance was yet to happen, the band was still setting up their equipment and the man’s blue hues where glued onto maia’s as she stood with family, a fond smile formed onto his lips. boy was he lucky.