Halfway (Mavin)

Seven

•Gavin's POV•

I lay in my hospital bed reading and rereading Michael's text.

'I'm coming, Gavin.'

What does it mean?

'I'm coming, Gavin.'

Is he flying to Maine?

'I'm coming, Gavin.'

Then, I understand. He's driving all the way here. He's driving all the way to Maine for me. I'm gonna get my chance.

I never needed to say goodbye. I never needed my chance to text Michael as my flight was speeding towards the ground. I never needed to tell him that I may never see him again.

I just needed to wait. I needed to wait for my chance to say hello. I just needed to wait for my second chance to say hi, my chance to see him again.

I loved him. I loved him and I was lucky to get to love him another day.

I missed Geoff, I missed Ray, I missed Jack and Ryan and Millie. I Missed Barbara, Burnie, Gus, Kara, and Lindsay.

And I missed Michael. I missed my lovely little boy who's always been there for me.

"Team Nice Dynamite forever." I wisper, before shut my eyes and filling my mind with dreams of Michael.