Forever

2006 For You I Will

Hey guys, sorry for being the worst wattpad writer ever. This story is 3 years in the making but these past 3 years have been crazy for me which is why i've been so inconsistent. The only good thing to come out of quarantine is the fact that I have so much time on my hands. I won't make any more promises about weekly updates because i'm terrible with that but I promise this is not a story that i'll ever just forget about. I have plans for this which I hope to stick to and hopefully finish within the next month...2 months? thats a good goal... right? Okay, please enjoy and comment! (I love reading your commentary it literally is what drives me to keep writing)!!!

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The landline rang as I attempted to carry 4 bags of groceries into my home. It's probably Dave calling for money again, I'll call him later.

"Hey. Uhm-". That voice was not the voice of my 19 year old brother. "I know it's been a while" I gently put the bags onto my kitchen counter as fast as I could. "but," I then walked quickly to my landline. Once I made it there, I froze. "I couldn't stop thinking about you." . Couldn't stop thinking about me? We haven't spoken in so long, but it's as though we're still in sync. Like she still reads my mind. I stood there mesmerized by the idea of her thinking of me. What exactly does she think of when she thinks of me? Does she miss me as much as I miss her?

"Just call me back, or don't- I really miss you...By-.". Without thinking I quickly picked up the phone before she could hang up.

"Cassandra?"

"James! Hi. It feels like it's been forever. How are you?" I quietly let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding in.

"I'm doing alright. How are you?". How do I speak to her? How does anybody even talk to their ex best friend years after they confessed their feelings to them. A lot of time had gone by, I couldn't look past that and pretend like we both haven't changed. I wasn't even sure if that was what she wanted.

"Great, actually. I have some news- are you doing anything Tuesday night?" She asked.

I had to take a moment think about what was happening in this exact moment. I knew that there was no way in hell i'd go the rest of his life without seeing her. But after 3 years of waiting I wasn't expecting it to be this soon. I nervously stuttered trying to maintain my poise. "I'd have to check my schedule- but I think i'm free."

"Great, great. Do you want to go for drinks? Delilah's on Beverly?" She asked. I could hear her excitement through the phone. I could also hear her hesitation.

"Yeah, okay. Is 7 okay?" James asked.

"7 is great! I'll see you there."

"Yeah- i'll see you.". The line disconnected. I stood in there, in my kitchen, with the phone still to my ear for a few seconds before placing it back down. The nerves began to set in. What would we even talk about? 3 years is such a long time. Maybe she's changed. Maybe we don't have much in common anymore. God, I can't wait to see her.

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James couldn't believe what he was walking into. It felt as though his body was moving before his brain could process what he was doing. He inched towards her table and as soon as he saw her brown hair he had to stop. She was staring down at her glass, anxiously tapping the table. Once she noticed a pair of eyes she looked up.

"James.". She gasped. A smile grew on her face as she moved to stand up from the table. James inched closer to her as she pulled him in for a hug.

"Cassandra. Hi."Her hug felt incredibly familiar. He had almost forgotten just how much he enjoyed them. He had grown to miss everything about her, down to her favorite perfume. Chanel Number 5. They pulled away now making their way to opposite ends of the table.