Coming Down ("Mature" Chapters)

Chapter XXIX

A/N: Doing this is annoying, but I want people to still be able to find my fic and I know with the mature rating, sometimes it doesn't show up and can't be ranked on top fanfics and whatnot. 

*also nothing has changed since the original update on the actual fic

Elena's POV

The next week seemed to drag on, but G and I texted and talked on the phone a bit more than the few weeks prior which was nice. I don't know why I worried so much in the first place, but being able to communicate with him helped a lot. I hated that he made me feel this way; I knew that being so attached to someone was dangerous, but for whatever reason I just felt this could really work. At the very least, I was hoping that it would.

When am I gonna see you next? I hope tonight??? ;) He had texted me the day tour ended.

I laughed to myself, shaking my head as I typed out a reply. Typical. I'm driving to Oakland now. See you in like three hours

Hey! Don't text and drive, want you here alive. But I'm really happy to hear that, I'm on my way home now too

Getting gas, relax lol. Talk to you when I get there. Glad you care about my wellbeing though

Of course I do. I haven't gotten laid in like a month

I rolled my eyes, deciding against responding. Some things never change.

My phone buzzed a moment later with another text, and I looked down to read it.

Kidding. I care about you a lot. You know that.

I sighed, texting him back. I know. ;) see you soon.

I quickly paid, getting back into my car and beginning to drive once again.

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I finally arrived at G's apartment after what seemed like forever. Climbing out of my car, I slammed the door shut before grabbing my bag out of the back, putting it over my shoulder. Looking down at my phone, I was surprised that there weren't any new messages from G. I started typing out a text to him, telling him I was here when I felt hands grab my waist. Jumping, I spun around, holding my keys like a weapon.

"God fucking damnit, G," I exhaled, wanting to punch him in the face.

He laughed, grabbing my wrist to stop me from stabbing him with my keys that I was still gripping tightly.

"Relax, it's just me," he was still laughing as he cupped my face in his hands.

"That wasn't fucking funny," I frowned.

He shrugged, leaning close to my face. "I thought it was pretty funny. I missed you so much, Lena."

I sighed, throwing my phone and keys into my bag before grabbing his neck. "I missed you too, you fucker."

He laughed again, pressing his lips against mine. I couldn't help but smile a bit into the kiss.

"What?" he questioned, pulling away after a moment.

I shrugged. "I don't know. It's just nice to see you again, I guess."

He grinned at me, kissing my forehead. "Well, it's nice to see you, too. Wanna go inside?"

"You really want to get laid, don't you?" I laughed as he put an arm around my waist.

He laughed with me. "I sure do, Lena."