come over ||
Three weeks was far too long to go without seeing her boyfriend, that much Hartley knew for sure. She’d told him originally she’d go with him when he traveled to California, and at the time she’d meant it. The idea of spending the entire summer with him was something she’d loved at the time, and it had only been a few days before they’d meant to leave that she’d panicked and changed her mind - something that she sorely regretted now. There hadn’t been a reason to be so afraid of him, as they’d been happy before he’d gone, and now she couldn’t think of why she’d been so scared. He was her boyfriend, she loved him - and the last thing she wanted was to lose him. And now she could have, and that hurt. Hoping she could fix it, she’d agreed to meet him at his apartment, the one he’d gotten a few months before. Letting herself in with the key he’d given her, the redhead let out a soft sigh before walking into the living room, her gaze shifting about as she waited for him to enter. He wasn’t there, at least not at first, and Hartley was tempted to leave - because what was the point of staying when he wasn’t around? A few moments later, the sounds of someone entering the room were heard, and she whirled around. “Hey,” she started up softly, her gaze lingering on his. “I wasn’t sure you were here.”
