Chapter 2

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Paul's POV

John and I settled down at our hotel and we were ready to meet the others, I was excited and scared at the same time. What if they hate us because we moved? What if they changed their mind about meeting us?

"Paul, calm down, everything will be ok," John tried calming me down. He can basically read my mind.

"But what if they don't like us anymore?"

"If they wouldn't like us anymore then they wouldn't agree to meet up,"

"True, but what if they just wanna meet up to tell us that they never want to see us again?!"

He laughed.

"Calm down, stop over thinking Paulie"

I blushed at the nickname. Stop blushing Paul!

We started walking to the destination we were going to meet up with the others. I felt safe around John, I mean he can fight really well...why am I concerned about this?

"Paul, I think we are here," John said, stopping to look at a group of people.

I stopped and looked at the group of people. They were all there, all of our best friends, talking. I let a tear drop from my eyes. I ran up to them, bringing everyone into a group hug.

"Omg! Paul? Is that you?" George said, hugging me stronger.

I laughed.

"Yes! It's so nice to see all of you!"

We all laughed together. I missed this..a lot...

"Ohhh I've got a lot to tell y'all!" Freddie said, making everyone roll their eyes.

"No one cares about your crazy boyfriend drama," John said.

I laughed.

"I'm sorry Fred, but I agree," I giggled.

Everyone laughed including Freddie. Then we went to a playground that was in the woods, we talked there about our lives and we eventually HAD to listen to that boyfriend drama. I loved every second of it.

"Ok, I think we'll go now." I beamed.

John and I left to the hotel we settled in earlier. I was excited to see the gang again tomorrow, they were still the same like years ago.  Tomorrow we decided to have a welcome party at Freddie's place, I mean he always hosts parties, doesn't he?

Anyway, I was excited for that. I got ready for bed and went to sleep or at least tried to sleep. As I closed my eyes I heard a noise in the hallway. I tried ignoring it, thinking that it might be someone going to their room late at night. The noise was getting louder, I got out of bed and looked at the small bed that was next to mine. John was sleeping. Who in the world is making that loud noise? And how is John sleeping through it?

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