''You know I'm not the little boy I used to be.'' I laughed at the man sitting next to me. His hands were wrapped around the steering wheel. He leaned his back against the seat, his eyes flickering from me back to the street. ''I'm all grown up now, Baby can't you see?'' My legs were crossed on the seat, the hot sun beaming against our skin. ''Y/n's mom, has got it going on!'' A scream left my mouth followed by a loud laugh. ''She's all I want and I've waited for so long.'' Both of us were dancing in our seats, driving down an empty road. It was weird seeing so little to no people on the streets. I took a sip of my milkshake. The music was too loud for us to have a normal conversation, so I just dipped a fry in the shake, holding it in front of Jonah's face. He quickly took a bite, still singing the song we were listening to. We had just finished our burgers. My face still felt greasy.
He took a left turn, making us drive down a back road. On the left side was a big building with balconies on the front. I was in awe. Jonah quickly turned the music down, sending me a smile. ''Alright, warning.'' He drove down a small path leading us to a small parking lot. ''It's really messy.'' I laughed a little, taking off the seatbelt. ''Don't worry, probably have seen worse.'' He turned off the car, both of us getting out of the car. Again, Jonah insisted on carrying both suitcases and the gitarre. I followed after him with the IKEA bag and two plant pots in my arms. We walked trough the foyer and toward an elevator.
''So tell me again, who lives here?'' Still confused about the whole living situation, I entered the elevator. ''Well, us boys and our families most of the time. But right now, it's just us.'' His voice was quiet as we left the elevator. We walked trough a long hallway, stopping at a door with the number 21 on it. ''Could you?'' He moved his hip toward me. I noticed the outlining of a key in the front pocket and quickly reached for it. Not much later, the two of us stood in Jonahs flat. It was about the same size as mine. To my disappointment, it didn't have as much open space as mine.
''You'll stay in my room. I got a spare room with a couch in it I'll use.'' He walked trough the hallway, somehow managing to open a door. It revealed a big room. The bed stood on the right wall, facing the room. On the left stood a grand closet with mirrored doors. ''Are you sure?'' He nodded, dropping my bags and gitarre on the bed. ''Fucking hell.'' After a quick stretch, he took the plants away from me, placing them next to the bed. ''I take back everything I said. You definitley packed enough. If not too much.''
A knock made both of us turn around.
''Jonah?'' The voice echoed through the flat. Both of us made our way out of the bedroom, toward the front door. ''Zach.'' I saw the boy standing in the kitchen, already preparing himself a glass of water. ''Oh, hi Y/n.'' He took a sip, before spitting it out. ''Y/n!?'' Both, Jonah and I, let out a laugh. ''What are you doing here?'' I shrugged, sitting on one of the high chairs in front of the kitchen counter. ''She's staying with me during this whole lockdown situation.'' Jonah leaned over the counter, grabbing an apple. ''Why?'' I chuckled, again shrugging. ''You have an album to release, don't you?'' Zach smiled with a big nod. ''Oh, Daniel's going to be so happy that you're back.'' Jonah started coughing, nearly choking on the bite of the apple he just took. ''Daniel's here?'' My heart skipped a beat and I could feel a knot inside of my stomach. ''Well, duh.'' Zach leaned against the counter across us. ''He came back a few weeks ago.'' My eyes grew. ''Back back?'' Zach nodded. ''Most of him, though. He still has some blank spaces but he's getting better.'' I smiled. ''Is he home?'' Zach placed his glass in the sink, spilling the last sips. ''I think so. He's been working on a song for quiet some time now.'' I heard Jonah breath out loudly. ''I should go say Hi.'' I jumped off the chair, walking up to the door. ''25!'' Zach shouted after me.
I walked out the door, right toward the door which had 25 written on it. But before I could knock on the wooden door, a hand was placed on my shoulder. ''I don't think that's the best Idea.'' I looked at Jonah, furrowed eyebrows. ''What?''
''Look. You've not seen each other for a long time. The last time you did, he couldn't even remember you.''
He was right. Dropping my hand, I looked at the man next to me. ''But I have to see him, one day or another.'' He nodded. ''Let's get you settled in first, ok?'' I gave him a sad smile, turning around. We walked up to the flat we just came from. Zach stood in the doorframe, a sad smile on his face as well. But that soon dropped as he looked behind Jonah and I.
''Y/n?''
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Fanfiction*edited* After their story ended in nothing but pain, she is finally moving on from her past. The year went by in a blick of the eye, which made reconnecting with her ex-boyfriend something different than she expected it to be. But what will happen...
