Like Granite

The tension between them was undeniable, and she wished she knew what to say to him, how to explain how she felt about him, about everything, but it was useless. She wished she could treat him like James instead of this creature that she was so wary of. All she wanted was to go back: go back to the bond they’d shared before he moved to L.A., before the car accident, before his death. She wanted to go back to the time when things between them had been as easy as breathing: back when she was just the girl next door, he was the boy she was so hopelessly in love with, and the two of them were the couple that everyone wanted to be.

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