I sat at my table, my cheek resting in my palm as I concentrated on the paper in front of me. 15 minutes before class started, and my desk partner was yet to show up. He was normally here by now, in fact, this may be the first time he's been this late... where is he? I looked up and scanned the room for any signs of him, and saw him walking through the door. I quickly looked back down at my desk, and started fidgeting with my pencil. He sat down next to me, setting his bag on the floor. "Hey, Y/N." He said, grabbing his supplies out of his bag. "Oh, hey!" I said, pretending not to notice his presence. "Why are you so late?" He scoffed, and then smiled. "I just got a letter back from a college. They said when I graduate, which graduation is in 5 days... to send them another letter and they would look at it." He seemed so excited, I couldn't help but ask him,"So... what college?" I asked, smiling. "Harvard." He grinned widely. I drooped, realizing he wasn't going to any college around here. "Law school?" I asked, trying to keep it light and cheery. There was no way I was going to follow him to a law school because he's my 'true love' and stand him up by finishing a case and getting honored for it, and him realizing he loves me and I'm not the dumb blonde stereotyped by people like some cliché musical plot in high-school theaters across America. Oh, wait.... nevermind. "Yep. Massachusetts!" He sounded so ecstatic, it was impossible for me not to get excited. "Well I'm happy you're going to pursue your dream!" I stated with a smile. "Where are you going?" He asked, setting his supplies on the desk. "Oh-uhmm.." I stuttered, my face growing red, "I don't know yet, but I'm sure I'll be accepted somewhere." He grinned, agreeing. "Yeah, you will. You're pretty smart." I darkened as he said that, smiling. "Thanks." I nodded, and the teacher went to the front of the room to start one of the last lessons of our senior year. ~~~~ It's been a few years since highschool got out, and I had just landed a new job a week ago. I became a journalist for the local newspaper, and published my first article today. I'm pretty proud of it, too. I called my best friend, (F/N), to tell her about it. The call went to voicemail immediately. I checked the recent messages. 'Hey, sorry, I'm going in for an interview I was just informed about. Can't pick you up, try calling others. My phones being shut down. Can't respond.' Shit. I called another friend, but this time it just rang and then went to voicemail. I guess I'm taking the subway. I walked to the station and bought a ticket, stepping into the subway. I sat down and glanced at people around me, before I realized I was in the same train as (C/N) back from high-school. "Hey." I said, and he looked in my direction. "Oh my God... (Y/N)?" He gasped, smiling. His face lit up. "Hey! What are you doing in town...?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head. "Oh, um, visiting family on the holidays. What're you up to these days?" He asked, blushing a bit. God, the years did him well. "I got a job as a journalist a week ago, I published a new article today actually." I smiled, looking up at his face. "Really? I always knew you'd be a great author of some sorts. Your notes flowed effortlessly." He blushed a bit deeper at this, but hardly noticeable. "Oh.. really? Thank you." I grinned back it him. "Its been so long since we last spoke..." He sighed, looking at his hands. "Yeah.." I agreed, flickering my eyes up at him and then my hands. "I-uh... I had this huge crush on you back in high-school." He admitted, his face growing red. My eyes lit up. "Wait really? So did I!" I paused for a moment... "Wait- no.... I meant... I meant I had a crush on you not me thatwouldbeweirdifihadacrushonmyselfimean-" He laughed at that, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I get what you're saying." He looked out the window, realizing his stop was coming next. "Can I see your phone?" He asked, and I handed him my phone with hesitation. He typed something quickly and then gave it back to me as the door opened and he walked out. "Call me sometime!" He called out, as he stepped out the subway. I looked down on my phone and saw his phone number in a new contact folder. Its name was "(C/N) 💞💖)" and I blushed at it for a second, before realizing this was my stop as well. I bolted out of the subway moments before the door closed. I exited the station and walked to my apartment. I flopped inside on my couch as I screamed into my cushion. I texted my friend, (F/N), 'I'm eternally thankful you couldn't pick me up. I'll explain later.' ~~~~ A year after seeing him for the first time in a while, late night facetime calls and texting, I got a text from him. 'Hey, what's your apartments address?' I responded with it, and a 'why...?' he quickly dismissed it, saying 'oh just wanted to know if you were in the same apartment complex that my brother was in.' Minutes later, there was a knock on my door. Suspiciously, I opened it to see (C/N) there with his hands behind his back looking sheepish. I gasped, hugging him with my arm around his neck. He hugged back with one arm, the other still behind his back. "Hey oh my God it's been some time!" I smiled, I couldn't stop smiling. "Uh... yeah. These are for you." He grinned, holding out a bouquet of assorted colored roses, smiling. "Oooh!! Thank you so much. I love them." I said, standing on the edge of my feet to kiss him on the cheek. He blushed furiously, as I left to put them in a water jar. "You can come in if you'd like." I call, and he walked in the apartment. "It's.... you." He smiled, as he looked around. Planted pots in white ceramic jars, pictures of family and a quilt tossed messily across a white couch. "Thanks?" I smile, setting down the roses. "Sooooo...... what did you come here for??" I questioned suspiciously, and walked closer to him. "Uh... I wanted to know if you wanted to go on a date with me?" He smirked, walking closer as well. "A date huh?" I asked, putting my hands up to my chin and looking up questionably. "Hmmmm... I'll have to check my schedule." I looked at my phone and say, "Hmm..... sorry. It looks like I'm completely booked spending my night with a really hot guy." I say, monotoned. "W-what? Oh.. okay.." He said disappointedly. "Yeah, his name is (C/N), he's really cute." I smiled grabbing his hands. "Ohmygod I actually thought you were shutting me down." He said, smiling and blushing furiously. "Never." I smiled, looking up. "I've waited five years, I would never shut you out." He lifted me up to kiss him, setting me on the counter. Sometimes, the best things in life are worth waiting for.
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