Im sorry jack.
That's all I sent and there was no reply. I frowned and started walking home. I ran into Peter and his friends and . . . and . . .
He completely ignores me?!
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Maybe I was just being paranoid. Maybe he smiled at me or something. Maybe I didn't see it. Ugh! But I'm pretty sure he just walked by! I mean, aren't guys supposed to at least say hi if they see their girlfriend? After I passed them, I looked back. Noe even a wave.
I slumped home and took out my phone. No text message. Should I text him? No, I don't want to seem all weird and possessive but then again maybe I just. . . . ugh, I don't know!
After hours of thinking and just staring at my ceiling, there was a knock at my door. I ran to it.
"Jack, what are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry . . . I was being weird. Uhm, I just . . . I know we used to be great friends when we were younger but --"
"Wait, what do you mean? We were great friends when we were younger?"
"You don't remember?!" I shook my head. "In Kintergarden to the middle of seventh grade, we'd been the greatest friends there could be! But then I moved. But I moved back!"
"Jack? Oh my God, Jack!" I hadn't seen Jack in years! Of course, me having my not-so-great memory and my not-to-standard awareness, I didn't realize it was him!
I brought him into a hug and didn't want to let him go. I busted into tears and we waddled inside. "So,Anna, how have you been?"
"I've been all right, and you?"
"Uhm, I could be better."
"What do you mean?"
"Well," he hesitated. "Coming back after what, five years to find my best friend has a boyfriend."
"What's wrong with that?"
"Because I love you, Anna!"
"What?" Jack loved me? That's pretty . . . whoa.
"Anna, I've loved you for the longest time now. How could you not realize that?"
"Well, I didn't even realize you my best friend so, uhm, I don't know. . . ." I tried muttering a "sorry" but I felt bad. Tears ran down my cheeks and I started blushing. I'd feel heartbroken if I came back after five years to find the person I loved was with someone else.
I inhaled through my mouth and exhaled through my nose. "I'm so sorry, Jack . . . Really, I am."
"It's okay, really." I nodded and put uyp a finger signaling him, I'd need a moment. I washed my face and breathed in and out some more. I walked out and Jack pulled me into a big bear hug.
"Awwh. . . ."
I felt really happy. I had butterflies in my stomach. Or at least until Peter came crashing through the door finding Jack (a guy) and me (a gir) alone in a somewhat darkened apartment.
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I don't really know exactly what I'm doing with this story now so I'm going to change the title.
I just don't know what to change it to!
So title suggestions would be greatly appreciated :]<3
