unforced love // janiel

thirty two

daniels pov

I wake up from the sleep I've fallen in while watching Netflix. The Office to be exact.
Though the show is basically my favorite, it's different when I think about joey, and how we were so happy and would watch this at 3am.
together.

Now he's gone, and probably forever.
Seven years since we've seen each other and he runs off like that? Alright Joseph.

I hop out of bed, still tired.
I stretch, then walk to my small kitchen to get a cup of coffee, because I cannot wake myself up.

He coffee machine beeps, alerting me my coffee is finished.

I stand up from my couch, going to grab it and make a bowl of cereal or something.
I open my cupboard, realizing I have nothing.
Maybe some crackers and soup cans. I'm good.

I look over at the clock on my microwave, realizing the cafe that I know by heart is still serving breakfast for the next Four hours,considering I woke up earlier than I do.

I consider going, and throw in my black pea coat that I love a fucking lot, along with my wallet full of $47.

I walk out the door, completely forgetting my coffee.

joey's pov -

I turn the TV off as I wake up, an infomercial about vacuums oddly on the television.

I already know I have nothing to do.
Without Alex here, I'm very lonely but maybe it's a good lonely? Maybe I'll get a fish.

I already know the only thing I have is an almost empty box of cereal. Yea, not feeling it.

I instantly remember I wanted to go to the diner, one I'm hungry as hell and two the hopeless wish that Daniel would be there.
Why would he even be there? I ask myself.
He was just there two days ago, gosh Joey.
I sigh, but remain hopeful.

I've left him seven years ago, when we were dumb teens in love.

And even though I'm an adult, I am still a
Dumb Teen In Love.

I open the door, and walk down the flight of stairs of my apartment with my wallet and phone, starving each second.

Considering I live literally 5 minutes away I decide to walk. I need to burn last nights bad choices. What? It was one of those nights.

I begin walking to the diner, watching the snow glisten on the ground.

daniel's pov -

I open the door, and rush to my car.
I twist the key, the sound of the engine starting honestly scaring me.

God damn I need a new car.

I pull out of the apartment's parking lot and continue driving to the diner.

I pray my green eye boy will be there.