Austin's POV
I watch as Chelsea and Alan step off the bus. I shift over to the window seat and lay my head against the window.
Alan looks at me and waves, and i gently smile and return a light wave back. I see him leave and my eyes start to burn. I wipe my eyes and soon enough I'm at my stop. I gather my things and swiftly exit the bus.
The walk to my apartment is about 5 minutes from the stop, I can't stop thinking about Alan. and how strange the fact is that he even exists. What if i don't see him again? That's what scares me the most.
I approach the front of the worn down apartment building and walk in the large doors. I go up the stairs to my section and unlock my door.
The room is cold and dark, I set my bags down and sit on my small couch.
I pull out my phone, and see i have one missed message from Alan
'starbucks. 3:00pm. tomorrow. be there'
I smile and tuck myself into bed. this time without the dreams.
