Years Apart

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Four years.

I was away from him for four years. I missed him so much. But I don't think he feels the same.

He might even have a girlfriend. And me, I am single. Waiting for the right one. My heart knows that right one.

I just hope that he would at least remember me as a friend.

I shouldn't have come here. It was a big mistake.

Mr. Ray asked me to accompany him and I had to. After all I'm his assistant.

"Fight 4623 will be arriving in 10 minutes." There was an announcement in the speakers.

I was now more nervous than before. I'm going to see my best friend after four years.

A minute feels like hours. So, in my mind seven hours have been past.

Only three minutes left. He will be standing in front of me in no time.

Three minutes past flew and I was getting impatient.

I waiting impatiently for half an hour now.

Mr. Ray somehow seemed calm.

"Why is he not here yet?" I couldn't stop myself from asking.

Mr.Ray just smiled at my question.

"He might be finding his luggage." I hate how calm and relaxed he sat.

"There's nothing to worry about, Felicia." I noticed how I had been pacing for an hour. Finally, I took a seat beside Mr.Ray.

I was feeling hot in the air conditioned waiting room. I was not ready to meet him.

What if he doesn't recognize me?

What if I make a total fool out of myself?

Will he remember me?

We haven't been in contact for years, of course he won't recognize me.

I'll just behave like Mr.Ray's assistant, nothing more than that.

"He is here." Mr.Ray said wih excitement filled his voice. He was obviously excited to meet his son.

I turned my head to the exit and saw him coming towards us.

His looks has totally changed. He looks like a man now with his muscular body and sharpen jawline.

He looks like a hot celebrity. But then my gaze turned beside him. A cute brunette with a slender figure was coming with him.

In no time he was standing right in front of me.

"Hey Dad!" Both father and son hugged each other. He then noticed me standing beside his dad.

"Felicia?" He remembers me. My hands were sweating and I wiped them on my jeans.

"Y-yes," My nervousness got the best out of me.

"Wow. You seem... different. As in a good different." His arms wrapped around me, giving me a hug.

"I missed you." Does he not remember the fight we had before he left?

"I- I missed you too." I meant what I said. I did miss him every day. Sometimes I would just sit and wonder, that were would we be if the fight didn't happen? Would he be with me in college?

"Felicia, meet my friend Dakota. Dakota, this is her. You remember I talked to you about her." His introduction made me feel awkward.

What did he tell her about me?