Two Kids, One Love.

It's been a few days since John and I ran into each other at the mall. Ever since then, it hasn't been the greatest couple days - I'd stay home and lock myself in my room avoiding any contact from John, whatsoever.

You'd wonder why i'd be locking myself in my room when I could lock myself in the house. Well, Pat's place is in renovation, so they have to come over to Kennedy's place to practice. My luck.

I eventually had to go downstairs to get something to eat cause I was starving. So I quietly went down the stairs, trying to make no sound until a body turned around the corner, making us both bump into each other.

I sighed, "Hey."

"What's up? Haven't seen you around lately. Have you been here the whole time?"

I looked down.

'Ahh, avoiding someone?" he asked.

"Yeah.."

"Well, don't worry. I got your back."

I smiled and as he walked away I called, "Jared!"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

"No problem. Just avoid the kitchen," he whispered.

I then hurried up the stairs, waiting till the coast is clear.

I heard a couple voices - John and Garrett. They walked past the staircase and went down to the basement. I then rushed down to the kitchen to make something to eat, until I heard a familiar voice, "Yo, I forgot phone, I'll be right back."

Shit. Shit. Shit, I thought. I couldn't leave the kitchen. Either way, I'd bump into John.

"Hey," John waved.

"Hi," I said loud enough that he could hear me.

"I'm just getting my phone..." he trailed off, while reaching for it.

I continued making my sandwich not making eye contact with John - or at least try not to. As I was making my lunch, John just stood there watching me. I knew he wanted to talk, so I stopped what I was doing and just decided to get it over with. We do eventually have to talk - right?

"What is it?" I asked with both my hands on the counter.

"Nothing.." he trailed off again. "I just want to know how you're doing, haven't seen you in a while."

"That's because I want nothing to do with you, John. Nothing. I don't want to be involved with any kind of relationship with you. Don't you get it? I'm tired of this. Tired of you trying to make things right. Even if we become friends again, it's not going to be the same. You'll just be another guy to me. It might or might not be awkward, but who knows. Honestly, John. I think i'll be better off without you."

John just stared at me with nothing to say, "I'm going to be leaving back to Ohio next week."

"What?" John finally spoke.

"Didn't Kennedy tell you guys?"

John shook his head.

"Well, you're the first to know then," I sighed.

"You can't just leave," John said softly.

"Well, I am."

"You can't!" John said louder. "I love you..." John yet trailed off again.

"I'm sorry, but I've made up my mind."

I left John standing there, speechless. I didn't even get to finish making my sandwich - which surprisingly, i'm not hungry anymore.

In my room, I have a vent on the floor which leads down to the basement - where I can hear whatever the boys are saying.

"Kristin's leaving?!" John exclaimed.

"Who told you?" Kennedy asked.

"Kristin!" Everyone went silent. I didn't know what was going on down there. I felt like running down there, but it'll make things worse.

"What are none of you surprised?" John asked.

"Kenny told all of you already, did you Ken?"

"John.." Kennedy was about to say something, then I heard the front door slam shut - that's when John had left.