JULIE'S POV

'Babe, you won't believe this!' exclaimed Tom as he came through the apartment to the livingroom. He had an A5 piece of paper in one hand and was shaking it in my face. Taking it off it, I looked back up for some sort explanation as to what it was.

'Read it.'

Following his command, I looked down at the paper. A familiar signature was on it along with a drawing of a turtle, a smiley face and the words 'To Jewls, keep it formal in awkward situations!' written below. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't talk. He was back in San Diego.

'Babe?'

'Oh my goodness, how did you get this?'

'He was in the guitar shop, nice guy. The last bit is a little weird, is that a lyric or something?'

'Uh, yeah. Yeah I kno- I can imagine. Thanks!' I shouted, tossing the paper aside and running into his arms. I wasn't happy on the inside. Tony being back in San Diego meant that I would probably become obsessed with finding him and my feelings would arise and I'd wreck what I had with Tom. I had to push the feelings aside, there was no other option.

TONY'S POV

'Jaime, hey,' I said, breatheless.

'It's barely been two days Tony, you miss me already?'

'I went to the guitar shop and-'

'Oh, we all need to go back soon!'

'Yeah, right, okay. Anyway, I talked to the employee and basically I'm certain I met Julie's current boyfriend.'

'Julie as in 'Jewls' Julie?'

'That's the one.'

'Fuck, we haven't seen her in like, what, 3 years?'

'Yeah, since we left for tour.'

'Wow, long time. We should try and get in touch, a reunion would be nice.'

'Hmm, I don't know. I jsut thought I should tell you or something, or someone, I just needed to say it out loud one more time.'

'Dude, calm down. What's wrong with you?'

'I don't know, man. I've got to go, my toast is burning, I'll see you later.'

'See you.'

Throwing my phone on the unoccupied couch, I went over to the burnt toast and lifted it out the toaster. Hissing at the pain, I dropped the black slices on a plate and sighed as the majority of them fell apart from the fall. I pondered on the though of just sucking it up and eating them, but then I got another whiff of the charred bread which made me scrunch my nose up in disgust.

Well fucking done, Tony. You never could cook.

Notes

Still boring chapters, but it's soon to become full of drama!
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