Lovin' You Again

Chance

~Present Day~ 

I wake up to a soft ball of fluff against my face, I sleepily open my eyes.

"Hey Olaf." I say, sighing. I groan and look over to the other side of my bed. 

It's empty. 

Usually I'd wake up to my fiance Jeremy...but we broke up a little over a week ago. He wouldn't tell me why. I'm hurting a lot, I never thought I'd get married and look how right I was. I lost my only chance at a lifetime of happiness. I look at the picture of him proposing to me in Paris and a tear rolls down my cheek. I slowly rip the picture in two and throw the picture away in the trash as I collapse onto my my bed, crying. 

Everything has been so rough lately. I'm going through a breakup, Mitch and Scott have been focusing on Superfruit and solo music a lot more now. Matt is nice and all, but he's no where near what Avi was to us.

Avi.

Ever since he left the group, nothing has been the same. It's like it was a trigger for bad luck to go our way. Granted we won a billboard award last week, but we weren't even nominated for a grammy this year. 

Everything is falling apart. 

I weep into my pillow for a little while until Pascal and Olaf come over and comfort me. It's like their my last resort to be happy. I pet and kiss them both before getting ready for the day.

I put on a simple sweatshirt and black leggings. My hair is tied up in a messy bun, my face is bare with only my glasses.  

"Eh, good enough." I say, looking at myself in the mirror. I sigh and decide to make myself some oatmeal for breakfast. However that doesn't exactly go to plan. I'm out of oatmeal, and pretty much any other decent breakfast option. "Great, I have to stop at the grocery store first thing in the morning." I roll my eyes. 

Just my luck, I wake up practically depressed and now we're out of oatmeal. I guess I have to go to the grocery store now. 

I slip on my jacket and run out to my car, starting it up and heading to the grocery store down the street. Heat rises in my body, feeling the air come through the car. At least it was a pretty morning, the sun was beautifully shining, creating an orange sky. I didn't realize how early it was though. 

"8:00?" Oh my goodness, is the grocery store even open yet? The streets were decently busy so my drive to the grocery store took a good ten to fifteen minutes. I finally pull in though, and walk lazily into the store and head directly to the oatmeal aisle. 

It was easy to find, luckily. 

"I guess I should grab a bit more while I'm here though." I say to myself. I grab a shopping cart and start coursing through the store, picking up things that would be of interest to me at home. Specifically ice cream.

What? I'm going through a break up, don't judge me. 

There are not a lot of customers in the store, but the ones that are seem as out of it as I am. 

'What am I forgetting??' OH! Mac and cheese, right. I love mac and cheese and I've been eating it non-stop since the break up. Not very healthy for my figure but I can't help it. I make my way into the aisle with the mac and cheese when I stop in my tracks. 

'That can't be..no no no. Kirstie what are you thinking?' My eyes are locked on a man dressed in all black, his long hair pulled into a man bun and a very grown out beard. 

That looks exactly like Avi. Or maybe I'm just tired. 

But not a lot of people other than him dress in all black, and wear a man bun. 

Do they?

No no, I'm tired that's all. Last time I checked Avi was in Tennessee or something, helping a college with a capella? We don't follow each other on instagram or twitter anymore, but I checked up on his status every so often just to see what he was up to. Jeremy made me cut all contact with them when things got serious between us. He thought Avi liked me. Which wasn't really an overthought or anything. He was always super nice to me, always polite and courteous of me. 

Then again Avi was just a super well-mannered and nice guy in general. He always treated everyone with respect. His parents raised him and Esther really well. 

Avi and I hadn't spoken in about a year. Ever since he left pentatonix, he hasn't kept much contact with any of us. Probably because he's really shy. I know that for a fact. Whether or not that man is Avriel Benjamin Kaplan, I walk further in the aisle and look for what I was aiming for, my mac and cheese. I pick it and up and start to walk back to my shopping cart, not getting another glance at the man. I don't think he saw me. 

Just then though, I hear a very very deep voice say the words "I'm so sorry". I whip my head around to Avi apologizing to an old woman who he seemed to have bumped into on accident. My eyes widen. It's really him. 

I haven't seen him in person in over a year. (ish?) I gulp and walk over to him. 

"A-Avi?" 

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