stan's pov.
my friends and i were in san diego for a trip. everyone was here except my boyfriend, bill. it sucks. bill had to babysit his baby brother, georgie. i don't blame him. their parents were gone all the time and neither of them had the time so bill had no choice.
i'm not like these boyfriends who freak out just because their boyfriend isn't with them. i'm just sad that he isn't here with us. i miss him. "so how's it going?" i asked him. i called him so i could hear his voice. "a-awesome! i love sp-spending time with g-geo-georgie."
"yeah, that's great" my voice broke. i began to shake and tears were rolling down my cheek. "s-stan? babe, why are you cr-crying?" i didn't answer and my boyfriend began to speak again, "hello? b-baby, please s-stop cry-crying. i l-love you." but the tears didn't stop. i started yelling, "don't!"
"shh, it's okay. i'm h-here. please c-calm d-down. i hate w-when you c-cry. it breaks my h-heart." my heart was already broken, billy. "it's just... i miss you so much." i sobbed. "i m-miss you too, a-angel." nobody said anything. i hate these awkward silence between us. it's feel like we just had a fight. i hate it.
"babe, i h-have to g-go. i love y-you."
"yeah, sure." i hung up without saying goodbye, without saying that i love him too. does he even miss me?
- L A T E R -
"hello, here's b-billy! sorry, but i'm most d-definitely busy now so just c-call me later or s-say what you want a-after the b-beep!" i threw my phone on my bed. i started crying and yelling. "why aren't you here, asshole" the door opened and someone came in. "st-stan, i'm h-here." there are over 7 billion people in this world but i would always recognize his voice. "billy..."
"shh b-baby. i'm h-here." and then he hugged me. this is what I needed the whole day. a hug.
