"Peter?!" I exclaimed happily. He looked up to me. He Haden's changed at all. He still had his messy brown hair (which currently had snowflakes resting on his curls) Chocolate brown eyes, Strong jawline, Dorky sense of style. Everything was still there. He jumped up and we engulfed each other in a hug.
"YN! It's so good to see you again!" Peter laughs.
"You too!" I smile. "Peter, This is my boyfriend, Elijah." I smile, gesturing to my mans. Elijah was 3 inches Taller than Peter, Being Five 11 and Peter being Five foot eight. They shook hands and I realized the two looked kinda similar. "So, How's M.I.T?" I ask.
"A bit more than I'm used to but It's great! I've got a girlfriend, too." He smiles like a lovesick puppy.
"Aw, Is little Peter is love?" I taunt, pinching his cheek.
"You suck." He laughs, Slapping my hand away.
"What's her name?" I ask.
"Michele but Her friends call her MJ." Peter smiles. "And I thought that You thought Love was Overrated?" Peter Teases.
"Shut up!" I laugh, punching his shoulder.
"Ow!" He laughs, rubbing the spot.
"Not gonna lie, I'm feeling a lot like a third wheel." Elijah comments from behind me. I laughed and slung my arm around his shoulder. We all hung out for a while until Elijah had to get to his car so he could drive back to Mass. We said bye to Peter and went back to my apartment building. I gave Elijah a kiss before he got in his car and drove away. I ran up the fire escape and climbed into my roof through my window. My mom stood with her arms crossed in my doorframe.
"Sneaking out I see." She said sternly.
"Still acting like I'm 14 I see." I cross my arms.
"When you live under my roof you live with my rules-"
"I don't live here." I state. "Therefore I don't live with your rules." I smirk smugly.
"See! Look what He did to you. You were never this sassy!"
"If anything this was the fault of My Other roommate Braden." I shrug. "Listen, Mom. I'm an Adult, I can do what I want, You can't ground me or send me to my room, you can't tell me who I can't date or that He's not "Fit" for me. Heck! You even told me what degree to study for." I say calmly.
"I'm sorry... I made it up... Not The part about His mom backstabbing me but your Dad really does like Elijah." My mom stared at the ground.
"Apology accepted." I nod. "I need to be alone for a while." I sigh.
I sat in my plane back to Cali, gazing out the window at nothing. I was sitting next to a dude. But this dude wasn't like Alex. This was one of the creepy guys that stared at you. I thumped my leg nervously. At last, The plane Landed. I was quick to get out of there, away from that guy. I walked towards luggage claim and got my bag. I went out to the parking lot and drove back to campus. I waited in the elevator to get to our floor. I walked down the hall and found my dorm door. I unlocked it and walked in. It was nice to be back but I honestly like Queens more. It's an odd thing to say but, Hey, No place like home.
The next day I heard the door unlock. My head snapped towards the noise and Elijah Walked into the living room. I ran forwards and Hugged him tightly. He dropped his suitcase and his keys to hug me back.
"I know it's only been 4 days but I missed you." I mumble into the crook of his neck.
"I can say the same thing." Elijah smiles. I pecked his lips before pulling back. He picked his suitcase up off the ground. "You wanna help me?" He asks, laughing.
"Nah. I'm lazy." I try to hold back a smile, ultimately failing.
"You defiantly didn't seem lazy when You jumped off the couch to hug me." Elijah pursed his lips. I do finger guns at him as I flop backwards onto the couch. He brought his stuff to his room and came running back into the living room, Somersaulting over the back of the couch and falling into the floor.
"What even- What was that?" I laugh, clutching my stomach. Elijah sat up and stared me in the eyes.
"Comedy." He says in a monotone voice as he stood back up. I calmed down from my laughing fit and rested my shoulder on Elijah's shoulder.
I sat in the bleachers at Denis' Basketball game sitting next to Alex. Elijah didn't come because he's not a huge sports Fan. Denis shit a three pointer and it was a perfect shot, Swoosh and into the hoop. Alex jumped up, Clapping and Cheering,
"YES! THATS MY BOYFRIEND!" I laughed and grabbed his wrist, pulling him back to the bleachers to sit. He ran his hand through his hair rich was gazing to a pinkish color. Our team, The Lions, Called time out. "But like, Why is he so Sexy when he plays Basketball?" Alex thinks out loud. I laugh and shove his shoulder.
"EW!"
"It's True!"
"Maybe for you!" I laugh.
Oh god... What's the answer... C! It's C! And Officially, Finals are over!
Today was a lazy day. One of those days where you just curl up on the sofa with a blanket and hot Cocoa as you watch your favorite movie or show- except this is California and its 80 Degrees in January. So, Instead, I laid on the couch, My head resting on Elijah's lap as we watched Avengers. Every now and Then he would just pepper my face with kisses and tell me that I look adorable and I would say something cute in return. It was a good day. Lazily flirting with my boyfriend as Tony Stark insulted Captain America in the Background.