The soccer boy❤️⚽️

until we meet again..

Riley's POV:
It's been a week without him. I can't eat, I can't sleep, and sometimes I feel like I can't even breathe. I replay our last kiss over and over in my head. He refuses to even look at me. I know I fucked up, I know. It's just so hard. I can hardly function. School work came flooding back, and I'm kinda dropping the ball on that.

I kinda went back to my life before him. In bed by 10, eating ice cream with my little sister. I dont want anyone to know how much I cried that day... even Kairi won't talk to me that much. In fact, the whole group is kinda distant from me right now. They found out, Mattia told them. Even Amanda... I feel like I'm never gonna be happy, and my life...is over.

6 years later....

Riley's POV:
I woke up, tired as hell, alone in my bed. I groaned and started getting ready for work, yes, I actually have a job. I also live in a pretty big one room apartment, that's messy as hell. 17 year old Riley would be screaminggg at me right now. Then again, my life was perfect in high school. I threw on some jeans, and a nice sweater. I need to get to class at like, 3 too😫 I hate life. I miss when I could sleep and party on the weekends, and only have to worry about 6 hours of hell before going home and sleeping it off. I mean that's what Mayias doin right now.

I left my apartment and walked the streets of New York, with my coat on. I had my hands in my pockets, remembering high school, when times were simple. My friends..then it happened. As if almost on cue, he appeared. After all this time, my first love. Walking and looking around the streets of NYC, snow falling in his hair, and then he looked at me. Time stopped, and we stared at each other. All the memories flooding back.

Mattia: hey...

Riley: hey.

                                   THE END