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1 ?What?! She?s coming here?? I exclaim after my friend, Neil, tells me who will be joining us at University. I haven?t seen Emma in over two years since she cut me off and moved to Florida. It took me forever to get over that harsh breakup. Neil had spent many-a-night at my place keeping me distracted with Call of Duty and pizza. ?Looks like someone?s still carrying a torch.? Neil says with raised eyebrows. ?You know she screwed you up pretty bad last time. I mean, you could hardly even eat after that ordeal.? I felt a frown crease my face. ?Yea, she did. Didn?t she...? Yet I still feel a flutter in my chest at the idea of being able to see her again, I add in the silence of my thoughts. She was smart, beautiful, and kind up until the point she dissected my heart as it still beat. ?Please, don?t get involved with her again. If not for you, for me! I don?t want to ever have to play 50 card pickup with your heart again.? ?You would find a way to make this about you, wouldn?t you?? I shoot at Neil with a grin starting to break the frown. ?You know it.? He responds with a wink and a smirk, the same smirk I have to resist the urge to smack off his face every waking minute of our friendship. Just as I am about to say a very sarcastic (and possibly hurtful) retort, my phone starts buzzing. As I remove it from my pocket, I see that the caller ID says the caller is from California. Out of curiosity, I answer it. ?Hello?? ?Hello? Liam?? It?s her; it?s Emma. I still recognize her voice after şişli escort (https://www.vipescortkizlar.com/) two years. ?Hey, Em.? I respond habitually and wince as I use the petname I adopted for her. ?Liam, how are you?? I can feel how uncomfortable she is through the phone line. There is a hint of apology in her tone and it makes me want to just forgive it all. ?I?m fine, Emma. How are you?? Hoping my lack of ill-will comes across to her as readily as her apology reached me. ?Good.? She responds either in response to my acceptance of her or as an answer to my question. The relief in her voice is evident either way. ?So I guess we?re going to be classmates again, eh? Just like old times.? She says, testing the water. ?Yea, I guess so. If you really want it to be like old times, you could meet me at the coffee shop on campus when you get here.? I do want to see her, but what if she thinks of me as a stranger now? ?When is that, by the way?? I add quickly, realizing I may have overstepped a little bit on such an early invitation. ?I fly in on Saturday, and I?d love to take you up on your offer. We can sit and catch up on what?s been happening since we... parted ways.? ?Cute little euphemism there.? I say snidely. I can imagine her blushing on the other side of the phone. ?How about we meet at the shop around say 10?? ?Works for me.? ?Ok, I will see you then.? ?Sure thing. Bye.? She chirps before hanging up. I realize at that moment that Neil is still in the room and has heard the whole escort şişli (https://www.vipescortkizlar.com/) conversation. ?That doesn?t sound like not getting involved with her again.? He scolds. I just shoot him a look in response. ?Whatever, lets go to Jose?s for Taco Tuesday.? 2 The five days went by fast. I look up from my laptop when I hear the door open, but it isn?t her. I?ve been here for over an hour, yet she still hasn?t shown up. I can?t blame her considering I got here almost two hours early. I absentmindedly scratch at the roughness on my neck that has grown since my last shave a few days ago. I feel it adds character to my face and thought it?d make a better impression on Emma when she arrived. Again I hear the faint jingle of the bell on the door, alerting everyone a new customer has arrived. I ignore it this time, knowing it won?t be her. I sip at my chai tea and continue browsing through Facebook. ?Is this seat taken?? I hear a woman ask and absentmindedly respond. ?Help yourself.? But instead of taking the chair to an adjacent table, I hear the mystery woman sit down across from me and become acutely aware she is watching me with interest. ?Hi Emma.? I know it?s her even though I don?t look at her face. ?Would you at least look at me when you greet me?? I hear laughter in her tone. I look up and put on the most childish look on my face and respond as if I were in kindergarten. ?Good Morning, Emma.? She giggles in response and I smile out of enjoyment. It?s almost as mecidiyeköy (https://www.vipescortkizlar.com/) if she never moved away. Almost. We spend the morning talking about this and that, where she?s lived in the past couple of years (which happens to be Florida and California), how the family is, what extracurriculars we?ve each been involved in, any relationships we?ve been in since ours. As it turns out, neither one of us ever dated again. Eventually, noon comes around and I have to leave to go meet Neil for lunch. So we get up and share a fleeting hug, an awkward hug, a comfortable hug. ?Would you like to have dinner tonight? I don?t feel like we?re done catching up.? I offer another invitation. ?I would like that. I would really like that.? And for a moment, I can?t bring myself to look away from her captivating sky blue eyes. We just stand there in the middle of the coffee shop, staring into each other?s eyes, remembering the last time we had done that. All it took was a single blink, and the spell was broken, and the moment gone. I exhaled the breath I had been holding and packed up my laptop. We shared one more hug before I left. 3 We sit at the bar in the restaurant sipping a few sodas after acknowledging to the bartender we were underage and just needed a place to sit and wait for a table to open up. We continue talking about the smallest of things, our conversation filled with awkward silences as we again grow accustomed to each other?s presence. Throughout the conversation I begin to again notice just how stunningly beautiful Emma is. Her hair is a light blonde and comes down to the small of her back. She wears it loose across her shoulders and it accentuates her smooth jawline and brings her eyes to attention. Her nose is angular, but not unattractively so.