A Trip Back Home

Chapter 2// FC BAYERN'S LEGIT

Gigi Hadid playing Willow, honestly, no words. But enough with my idolizing. Btw, that's not her outfit, but I'm probably still going to use this photo again, so beware.

Willow's Outfit- same (hopefully soon I can figure out gifs)

CHAPTER TWO// FC BAYERN'S LEGIT

"Oh my God!"

Everyone around me is cheering and clapping, but one person in particular catches my eye. The person who surprised me I thought I wouldn't be seeing.

"Grayson?"

Grayson is leaning against the counter, a small smile on his face. But it doesn't reach his eyes. I'm shocked that even five years later that I can see that. He's wearing a pair of dark wash jeans and a white button-up shirt. He's as toned as ever, and his brown hair is tousled, going well with his chiseled jaw and green eyes.

"Hey, Willow." He pushes off the counter, and closes the distance between us, pulling me into a hug. I stiffen, but try to recover, bringing my arms around him. I can feel his stubble on my forehead. As tall as I am, Grayson was always a bit taller.

The hug lasts a bit longer than I expected, and when we finally release each other, I'm tackled into another hug, getting the air knocked out of me.

"My God, look at you! You're so gorgeous!"

I laugh. "Oh please, look at you!"

"Yeah, yeah. Who's the international super model, though?'

I laugh, embracing my best friend Aubrey. She's cut her hair a few inches above her stomach, and it looks lighter. She's always been around my height, compared to our other friends.

"Did you forget about me?"

I whip my head and see another friend, Riley. I squeal, and pull her into a hug, along with Aubrey. Riley's hair is now ombre, and she is still her slim self. She's shorter than me by a few inches.

"I've missed you so much!" I squeal.

"Well maybe if you visited more..." She says, smiling teasingly.

I laugh. "Shut up. I'm here now."

Riley rolls her eyes, and we pull apart from our hug.

"I think you forgot about one person," a familiar voice says. A smile quickly overtakes my face, and I turn to see Landon. Landon is over six feet with the typical blond hair and blue eyes.

"Landon!" I run to him and jump onto him. He stumbles back, but recovers, hugging me to him.

"Still as light as a feather," he remarks.

"Dude, you're just trying to lie about your nonexistent muscles."

"Would nonexistent muscles be able to do this?"

He grabs my legs and then pulls me up, then adjusts his arms so that he lifts me over his head, his hands placed in between my shoulder blades and lower back.

"Looks like that gym membership paid off," I say, when he puts me down. I rub my knuckles against his blond hair, standing on my toes to reach him. Looks like someone hit a growth spurt.

"It's always paid off. These have been here since sophomore year."

"Hmm... that's not how I recall it."

He fakes a glare at me and I can't help but laugh.

"Hey, Willow," Jaq says, reappearing. "I have someone for you to meet."