《Please don't leave... again ||Wil Horneff||》Part 06
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Y/N'S POV:
The five of us get up and go into a huddle. "Ok pretend like we are saying something just to keep him waiting." I say quietly chuckling. "Mhm now look back at him to make it believable." Louis says. We look at him and look back down. "Look at how anxious he is. It's adorable." I hear Noah say as he says it in a girly voice. We laugh and I say "ok we're obviously letting him back in. He's done enough waiting." We laugh quietly so he doesn't hear us. "Ok break." He looks at us as we sat back down. "So?..." he says. "Oh come here." We all said grabbing him and ruffling his hair.
"But seriously? A preppy?" I asked him. We all laugh. "What she was pretty and was nice. Well at first." We look at each other and laugh. Just like old times we hung out. We went to my house to pick up my stuff. I see a note on the refrigerator.
"They left again?" Jordan asked behind me making me jump. They all saw the note I was reading. "Yea." I say looking down. Jordan puts his arm around my waist and says "hey at least you got me back." He says being cocky. "Oh yeah how lucky am I?" I say sarcastically as I trip him. "Get him!" Katie says. We all tackle him and got off him. We laid down on the ground laughing. "It's good to have you back, man." Noah tells Jordan dabbing him up. We walked to Jordan's house which is right across the street. We spent the whole night watching and messing around.
I was next to Jordan and I looked at him as he talked. The way his lip curled when he smiled. The way his face lit up when we all reminded each other of old memories. And just like before, I couldn't help but smile at his happiness. I saw the way he looked at Carol. I saw how happy he looked. I looked down at the thought of another girl providing him that happiness. I always wished and thought it would be me.
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"Hey. You okay?" Jordan asked as he paused from dancing for a moment. "Yea yea of course." I say lying. He knows I'm lying. I know he knows but he ignores it and grabs my hand. We start dancing to 2010 songs cause they are a vibe. I missed this. I missed him. I missed how happy he made me. This felt like a dream but I know I'll have to be snapped back into reality any time now.
The doorbell was rang. "I'll go get it." Jordan says. "Yea go ahead." We all continued dancing and singing to the music.
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Jordan's POV:
I walk towards the door and open it. As I open the door, I see the one person I didn't want to see, Carol. "What do you want?" I say blocking her way as she tried to enter. "I need to talk about what happened earlier." "No. I saw what I saw. I was there for a while and watched you kiss back." I tell her wanting her to leave and go back to my best friends and dance with them again. God I really hope they don't see her. "Go away!" I say a little louder than I should have. I hear my best friends footsteps behind me. "Oh so you've got company." "Yea clearly. So can you go?" I ask her irritated.
"No not until we talk." She says. "What is there to talk about? I already said what had to be said. We are done. There's nothing to talk about." I tell her wanting her to leave. "No wai-" she says before she gets cut off. "He said its over and he wants you to leave." I hear y/n say behind me as she put her arm around my waist. I continued to put my arm around her. "And who are you?" I hear Carol ask her. "None of your business." y/n says to answer her question. Carol opened her mouth for y/n to slam the door in her face.
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"Nice, my ass." I hear y/n say. We all laugh. "Man, you dated her." Noah said. "She seems like a handful." Katie says. "Well now come on." Y/n says. "Where to?" I ask. "Well we have an empty living room filled with all our favorite snacks and I hear our favorite song playing, "It will rain" by Bruno Mars. She grabs my hand and we dramatically sing to the song.
I look at y/n and see her smiling. That's the smile I love to see. I mean it in a friendship type of way of course. She's no doubt beautiful.
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