Crossing Paths With the Ranger (new plot!)

Old habits

"It is still open! You have to come live--" he started saying.

I cut him off because i couldn't bare to hear another word of what he was saying. I missed his voice and just the way he started his sentence, it sounded like the Jamie I first fell in love with.

"I'm sorry this was a mistake. We should catch up nextime. Okay? Bye"

I hung up the phone and shut my eyes and lips tightly together as a squeezed my phone in the other had. I opened my eyes again and made sure that i wasn't crying.

Next morning

I woke up and went on my morning run just like i usually do.

I strap on my running shoes and head out the door. I ran for about half an hour and then start to head back to my hotel room.

On my way, i stopped by the closest start bucks to get coffee, only to realize that i forgot my money.

"Ugh." I say.

I made my way back to my hotel, unmotivated to get out again in the same sweaty gear.

However, I was extremely tired and procrastinated.

3 hours later

I finally finished what i needed to do and put on my jeans and and a v- neck shirt. I thought to my self that i really wanted to get some lunch as well, so i decided to walk to Starbucks and get myself a sandwich.

"One tall pike and this sandwich" i say, handing it to her.

"Name?"

"Harley." I say.

"$7.49"

I handed her my money and walked away. I sat down waiting for my name to be called.

After I stood up and had my name called, i looked back at my seat only to see that an inconsiderate jerk had taken it. Even though i left my jacket and bag their.

"Um excuse me, i was clearly sitting here?" I said trying to get a good look at his face.

He took his hood off and faced me.

"Still the feisty Harley I know from College." He said.

"Jamie? How?" I said. He looked up at me with his blue eyes and stood up. He towered over me mainly because he was 6 2' and i was no more than 5 4'. He gave me a hug and sat back down.

"Harley, you had the same Versace since Junior year because you said it was your favorite present your dad had ever given to you." He smiled and his cute dirty blonde hair fell on to his face as he chuckled which immediately made you move it out of his face and tuck it behind his ear. Old habits.

"How is the dad by the way?"

"Got another divorce. Having another wedding this time he said that "5th times the charm" but we all know how this ends. Says that she is the one but then divorces her." I say. One thing about my father, incapable of loving anyone else but my mom. My mother died during Sophomore year of college. It was painful , she was with out a doubt my best friend. Her death caused depression upon my father and I. Thats when i started sleeping around. Then I met Jamie, he took the pain away and everyday we spent, meant another ounce of love i had for him.

"You never know. Now when are you going to move in roomie." He said.

"Im not going to." I said.

"Harl, ill be honest with you... This is New York... You are either gonna room with the normals but pay alot... Or room with the creepers and pay little. Or you can room with me. Your not gonna find a room mate better than me." He said.

And of course i gave in to it. Old habits.

"Fine. Only because i have no where else."