.hazel ' s point of view.

1:02 am , june twenty eight , twenty seven days after the last time cole and i spoke.
i walk on to campus , taking a new route , its much longer but i dont mind , NYU was the school we both attend , after we began planing our trip to new york , both our mothers decided it would be less work if they moved to new york with us .
my mother nor coles mother liked the city very much even though we had lived in los angeles for years , they thought we should get houses outside of the city and do we did .
i took a route with cole , the simple road , yet this time , i took the road not taken when we walked together.
i always carried a vintage film camera wherever i went , as did cole .
i managed to take a few pictures before i was snuck up on by cole .
he grabbed my waist and hugged me from behind , i turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck .
i missed him .


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