It was Justin.
I lowered my head and stared at his feet, my damp hair covering my face.
Justin and I went to the same High School; we were best friends and briefly dated. He moved to America a couple years back, leaving me stuck in Stratford Canada; the only thing that kept him alive in my memory was his beautiful, pure voice.
"Julia?" I could hear a worried tone in his calm voice, he's changed so much.
"Hey!" He continued, eyeing my Winnie the Pooh pyjamas with a grin.
"Um...hey Justin! Long time no see, I guess, right?" At last I had enough courage to look him in the eyes. He had unforgettable, milky brown eyes that seemed to lure you in and wouldn't let you go.
"Exactly, it's been a long 2 years, can I come in?" A smile appeared on his perfectly even face, as he handed me the bouquet of amazingly picked out flowers, red's and yellow's popped out like huge, giant gems.
"Oh! Sure! Sorry, I've been a bit weird lately, of course you can come in,"
He entered quietly, walking past me as if there weren't thousands of precious memories between our restless souls.
I know I said we dated briefly, but when I said we were best friends I meant more like...friends with benefits. We had spent endless, freezing nights wrapped around each other under blankets, holding our bodies close for warmth. Wiped each other's tears when my dad had died. Kissed each other on pretty evenings next to huge, black lakes. There was a million of sparks that connected between us, we had always been soulmates.
But when he walked past me, both of us brushed those sparks away. It had been too long and we had both changed, who knew what Justin was like after 2, silent years?
He carried on walking until he reached the living room; a large, wide space filled with nothing but two sofa's, a television and a book shelf. All the curtains had been drawn closed as I wasn't in the mood to face the outside.
He sat in the middle of the largest couch, then fiddled with his fingers for a while.
"What's up?" I curiously asked, while putting the flowers aside. I was puzzled about why he had suddenly appeared on my doorstep.
"Julia," he started.
I sniffed a response of 'yes'.
"I'm moving back to my old house, not just for the Summer, for the foreseeable future,"
I swallowed, trying not to make my nerves obvious. Justin had lived next to me for all my life, one of the many advantages back then, we were always close. But now...now it was a different story.
"Yeah.. And I just wanted to let you know that, that I do miss you, I never spoke to you once I moved because I thought it would bring back too many memories, I'm honestly sorry. I'll do anything to make it up to you," he stood and moved to me, holding my hand.
Images of Chase started running through my mind.
Every one, will one day meet someone that they will never forget, their soulmate. You can be 11, 36 or 89. The point is, they're for you and you're for them.
Justin and I were soulmates. No matter what, we would always end up together again. And I'm not using this as an excuse, not at all, but I thought I might tell you this before what happened next.
"Justin, I miss you too but... It's been two years, that's a long time,"
"Julia, i know, I'm sorry I'll try to make it up to you," and just like that he slid his hands down the waist he knew he owned. Goosebumps tingled down my back. He grabbed me softly, but firmly...and he kissed me.
The worst part was...
I enjoyed every moment of it.
