I was used to not having any friends. I was lonely. I was sad. But there came Jace.
Him being my only friend..
obviously as a friend i waited at the airport for him.
That douche didn't even noticed me even when I took off my sunglasses and stared at him.
Every movement.
I pulled my hoodie over my head and followed him and his family out of the airport.
His family knew that I was here but I told them not to tell him.
A lot have happened in the last few months.
Me and him getting closer.
Even me and his parents getting closer.
My dad.
He didn't came back and I was relieved about that.
Sometimes I had to stay at Jace's house because I was too paranoid.
I decided to text him back.
To: Him
YI didn't typed out the rest of the word as a pair of arms hugged me from the back. I yelped and almost drop my phone.
"You didn't think I wouldn't recognized you?" He whispered next to my ear.
"Jace.."
He nuzzled his face to my neck. "Gosh I missed you so much."
I turned around and hugged him. "I miss you too, you idiot."
"You look even cuter than I remember." He hugged even tighter.
"I hate to say this but you looked uglier."
Okay, I was totally one hundred percent lying.
His hair had grown longer.
He was a bit more muscular.
I mean he was already perfect.
There was no way he could have gone beyond perfect.
His parents drove us back to their house.
As we entered his room, he immediately lay down on his bed.
"I'm so exhausted."
"You have to at least change into something comfortable." I said, placing my hands on my hips.
"Nah. I'm comfortable enough here." He mumbled into his pillow.
When I didn't respond, he got up and took off his shirt than belly flopped down on the bed.
Dam him for always taking his shirt off.
"Come here." He muttered, patting the area beside him.
I bit my lip, deciding whether to go there.
"Kaitlyn.."
Fuck this.
I got on the bed beside him.
Leaving some space between us.
He groaned and pulled me closer to him until my chest was against his.
My heart started beating wildly.
"How are you for the past few weeks?"
"Fine. "
His eyes shut.
He hugged me towards his body and tucked my head under his.
"Good night Kaitlyn."
I mumbled back.
He than pulled the blanket over us.
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