You Are My Heaven

Chapter 5: A Ghost From The Past

I woke up the next morning with a headache. I got a little drunk last night, but not too bad. When I sat on the couch in my living room, I felt my phone viberate in my hand.

Dionna walked out and told me that Jordan was looking for me last night, I guess he was at the after party. I got up and checked my phone, speak of the devil, it was Jordan.

"Hey, you probably don't want to talk to me but, if you're willing to be friends again, call me.

-Jordan" I thought about just ignoring the text but, I kind of miss him..

Jordan and I planned to go to dinner tonight. Maybe we can get things straight, and forget the past. Dionna wasn't really on board with the idea but, she'll get over it.

"After your little date, come to Seven with Andrew, Kelsey and I." Dionna said to me. "Maybe, Jordan will come too.." Seven was a new club that opened up in Los Angeles. From what I've heard, it's really cool.

I smiled and told her I would think about it.

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At 6:30pm, Jordan was in the parking lot of our apartment complex. He was leaning back on his car with his hands in his pockets when I came out. He still looked the same from the last time I saw him. When, I got closer to his car, he opened the passanger door for me. I looked at him for a second, he seems nicer. He got into the passanger seat and started pulling out of the parking lot. We sat in silence for a little until he broke the ice.

"You miss me?" He asked jokingly.

"Oh yea, the way you told me you never wanted to see me again really was the cherry on top of a perfect friendship." I sassed back to him. He laughed but kept his eyes on the road.

"Hah, I didn't expect to move here to Los Angeles and see you." Jordan said as we pulled into the restaurant's parking lot. We climbed out of the car and got seated outside at our table. He apologized, and we talked. I asked about his girlfriend who was the reason we stopped being friends and he said that they broke up last year. When I invited him to Seven with me,

he looked confused.

"Don't your friends hate me?" He asked. They did hate him because of what he did.

"It was their idea." I told him. It was their idea, well, Dionna's atleast.

Jordan smiled and accepted my request. Maybe he's not so bad after all.