Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

In Another Life

In another life, I would be your girl

One journal, one pair of headphones, two pens, three hoodies, four books. All carefully arranged in a box for me to never see again.

I looked over at him, sitting on my bed for the last time. He hadn't looked at me once, staring down at the box he had also gotten ready.

“I’m pretty sure I got the last of everything,”I said quietly, standing up as I held it. Meeting my eyes, he gave me a small, almost reluctant, nod.

“I, um, I have all your stuff. I should. Just, uh, just find me if something’s missing,”He stuttered, glancing at the floor, then at me again.

“I will. I know where your door is,”I promised.

“Yeah. You do,”He whispered.

Slowly, he got up, setting the box on my bed. Even with his back to me, I could tell he was holding on for longer than needed, almost as if he was holding on to us.

I could hear him take a breath before officially letting go, walking over to me. Holding his stuff out, I prayed he didn't notice the shakiness in my arms as he accepted it, his fingers grazing mine for just a moment. Something that made my grip a little tighter, desperately wishing I could stay like this. Or even better, turn back time so things could be different.

They wouldn't be. Not when neither of us were really at fault.

Taking it from my hands, he tucked it under his arm. Standing there, I tried to think of what the right thing to say was.

“For what it’s worth, I don't want to take my stuff back,”He whispered.

“I don't either.”

He gazed at me in a way I had never seen before. Despite the way he used to look at me every day, his eyes shining with love, they had never held this kind of love. Love with a longing that we both could have held on.

“I’m sorry.”

“Yeah. I’m sorry too.”

The tears stung my eyes, threatening to spill down my cheeks in front of him. Wiping them with my sleeve, I pretended not to know he didn't realize anyway. He always realized things nobody else did. It was always something I loved about him.

“In another life?”

“Yeah. In another life.”