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It had been 3 months since Tom had moved into our dorm and it had been the best 3 months of our lives. We had the best dorm and everyone liked each other. We would all watch movies till 3am and have fun. I loved this friendship. Griffin had tried to call and text me but I ignored him. He was the last person I needed in my life. Memories of griffin and I would swarm my mind at anytime of the day. It made me sad whenever I thought about our relationship. We went from best friends to nothing.

I would go to the art gallery to get my mind off of things. I still loved griffin but I just new he was happy with his new girlfriend. I was walking around the gallery one afternoon and I cane across this one painting that reminded me of griffin.

It reminded me of the first time we broke up

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It reminded me of the first time we broke up. We had met up at the lake and griffin had explained what happened. We started dating again after that. It broke my heart thinking of the memories we had together. A tear escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek. I wiped it away. I missed griffin. I missed his voice, his hugs, his laugh, his smile. I missed everything about him.

I was alone now. No one cared about me the way griffin had. I pulled out my phone and saw a message from griffin. I opened it and it said
'Y/n listen, I'm sorry for everything. I just want my best friend back'
'Should've thought about that before you broke my heart..' I replied and shut off my phone.

I walked out of the art gallery and noticed it was getting dark. I pulled my jacket tightly around me and walked back to the dorms which were 15 minutes away. When I got back, I went inside and Tom and leah were the only ones here. We all sat down and watched the titanic. The titanic was the first movie griffin and I had watched together as a couple. Everything led back to griffin but I didn't know why.

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