Joey
I was breathless, his voice was music to my ears. I was stunned, I thought I was done, these feeling would go away, yet they are stronger as I heard his voice. The feeling was back, I guess I could call them butterflies or more like, elephants stomping.
Cason
Joey... I
Please leave John
I'm sorry Joey, I freaked out and I didn't mean to. When I heard that you were just feel away from me, I freaked out. I wasn't ready,.and once I got home I felt pathetic and stupid and...
Sh*tty
Uh, yeah. I knew I messed up. I went back you know.
Back to the market
He went back, he went back.
I knew I screwed up and I was only a block away before I pulled over. So I drive back, you were gone though. I missed you.
It's okay I guess
It's not, and I want to tell you I'm so sorry. I must seem like a...
D*ck
Yep. We finishing each other's sentences now?
I geuss so
Um... are we okay now.
Are we? I couldn't help but think,he went back, he apologised.
Yeah, yeah. We are good.
Thanks Jo
No problem Case
Don't do that again though, okay?
Yeah, I won't I promise.
Okay
Okay.
I got go though because I have class in twenty minutes
Okay bye
Bye Jo
Then the calls ended. I was relieved. My shoulders didn't feel heavy anymore, at all. He seemed to do that, make my feelings go haywire. But in a good way. I felt ready, Cason didn't but I sure did. That's the thing that scared me.
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