Travis' POV
God, it was so weird seeing Aaron.
I remember the last time I saw her.
She didn't seem to recognise me though, I'm not surprised. She was so drunk that night.
I wasn't allowed to drink because I was driving my brother, Jordan home. But, I pretended I was just as drunk as Aaron so I could bang her.
Yeah, yeah. It's selfish and gross but I don't care. She was a pretty good lay.
I have to admit, seeing her has brought back a few memories.
Shit. She got even more beautiful than she already was.
I saw her in that car. Her hair grew.
It was brown now, she used to be a bleached blonde. It looks better. It's wavy as well, rests a couple of inches underneath her boobs. Which, by the way, have grown a lot.
Still as perky as they used to be though.
Her skin was pale, with a couple of freckles dotted across her nose and cheeks. Cute freckles though.
Really cute freckles
Woah. I need to snap out of this.
I'm Travis Crosby.
The Travis Crosby.
I fuck every hot girl in the city.
I don't get feelings.
Ergh.
I bet it's just because she was good.
I bet that's it.
Yeah.
I don't get feelings.
Not even for Aaron...
Aaron.
"Travis?" Jordan interrupted my thoughts. "You okay, bro?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Zoned out on me for a minute, there."
"Yeah, sorry about that. Carry on?"
Shit, I wasn't listening.
Just thinking about Aaron
And that night.
God...
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