I looked at myself in my full length mirror. I dyed my hair back to blonde, my hair the same length as back when in that picture. I loved it, thanks to the local Paul Mitchell salon. My outfit looked good too. Stop, you're not trying to look good for him.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
I grabbed my car keys, pecking Ryland on the lips before heading out. As I got in my bmw, my breathing started accelerating. I'm about to see him. I started driving to a bar/restaurant a few miles away that me and my friends go to all the time. As I parked my car, I saw a familiar tall figure walk in, a couple guys following. Well, shit. I got out, looking at my reflection in the car window. You'll be fine- just start walking before you change your mind. I walked into the bar, smoothing my top down and clutching onto my little clutch with its little puffball. Whatever. Anyways, As I walked in, I heard some hooting. I knew exactly who it was. I turned to my side to see Grady and Xavi, clapping and hooting. I blushed, people staring at me. But I played along. I flipped my hair back, strutting towards them as they started taking pics of me. I couldn't help but genuinely laugh and smile. "Come 'ere," Grady pulled me in for a big hug, chuckling in my hair. I hugged him, then Xavi. They kept talking and talking but I wasn't really listening. I sat down at the high table they got, smoothing my top down again. G wasn't at the table, probably getting a drink. I talked with them for awhile, catching up since I never really talked to them since I left. They stopped talking all of a sudden, looking behind me. I swiveled around in my stool. There he stood, a huge grin on his face. He was decked out in a Supreme shirt, ripped jeans, and vans, his raybans hanging off his nose. The stubble was gone but he looked better than ever. I jumped down from the stool walking up to him. As I came closer to him, all the emotions from years ago came flooding back. All the love, hate, and anger i felt for him igniting. He lunged forward, wrapping me in a hug. I hugged him back, really hugged him. I heard him whisper against my ear, "You look good," He pulled away, making me a little sad, "Yeah, you too," We walked back to the table, sitting in our stools. The waiter came over and we ordered some appetizers. We talked for awhile. It was awkward at first but later on we really opened up and it felt like old times. I sighed, stirring my drink, "I miss this," I looked up to look at his face. He looked sad but he still smiled, "Me too. Can we please start over?" I nervously laughed, tucking my hair behind my ear, "Our friendship?" He smirked, popping a french fry into his mouth, "Sure," I rolled my eyes throwing a fry at him. He laughed, picking it up and eating that too. Grady spoke up, "Cute," I flung a fry at him. He caught it, flinging it back at me. I rolled my eyes, sipping my vodka tonic, "Why did I ever agree to this," They chuckled as G got a text. He looked down at his screen, his smile disappearing instantly. I noticed and I decided to say something about it, "You okay?" He looked up at me, his eyes flickering towards Grady and Xavi. They both looked away, looking at anything but me or G. I started getting nervous but I played it off cool, dipping a hot wing in ranch, "What?" G sighed, taking a sip from his whiskey then rubbing his temple, "Claudia faked her pregnancy." I gaped, dropping my wing on my plate, "What?!" He nodded, this time taking a gulp of his drink. I couldn't believe I was right. I looked down at my wing, "I was right," G continued speaking, "She keeps texting and calling me, asking for forgiveness-" He laughed, "Fuck that," I smiled. Even through all he's been through the past two years he still was the same G I fell in love with. I reached forward, holding his hand in mine, "Fuck her," He smiled, mouthing 'Thank you'. I squeezed his hand, leaning back and slinging my elbow on the back of the stool. He chirped up, "Hey, stay exactly like that," He took his phone out, taking a picture of me. I laughed, throwing another french fry at him. "Stupidass," I missed hanging with the guys, especially G. But this isn't going to change things at all. I loved Ryland almost as much as I loved Gerald but Ryland was the one I wanted to be with. Here I was, sitting in front of the guy I spent my whole life trying to be with and now he's trying to be with me. But then, I had this amazing guy who loved me as much as G did. Ryland has never hurt me and has always been there for me when Gerald wasn't. I sighed, watching Grady and G joking around, laughing. Things were finally back to normal. Things were the way they were supposed to be. I have my best friend back. I have the guy I want to be with for a long time, And i'm having the time of my life.
