Kavari stood before Jaylen, his breath hitched in his throat. It had been two years since they saw one another, and seeing each other at a college party wasn't something they expected.
To Kavari, Jaylen looked a tad different. His face had matured, and the tattoos littering his arms had justified his thoughts. Kavari was stunned, Jaylen simply stared at Kavari from across the room.
Except, neither of them had moved almost as if they were glued to the floor. The smell of liquor, weed, and sex filled the air. The atmosphere becoming thick, Jaylen stood up from his seat, pushing the blonde girl off his lap, and heading to where Kavari stood.
As Jaylen got closer, and closer, Kavari just thought of the last time they had seen each other. How hurt he felt when Jaylen moved back to Utah. How hurt he felt when he felt like a complete loser. He missed Jaylen, but he didn't know if he was allowed to miss someone who was attached to such a hurtful situation. What was he supposed to do? Kiss Jaylen-
"Hey." Jaylen said, now in front of Kavari.
Kavari smiled a bit before responding.
"Hey."
