"Ola?" His voice seemed like a memory. I missed him so much. Even the sound of his voice made me want to cry.
"Yes," I answered. Don't cry. Don't cry. I kept repeating to myself.
"Turn down the music!" I heard him yell in the background. I guess they were having some kind of party.
I waited for him to speak. I had no idea what to say. I wanted to talk to him so badly and now that I am finally talking to him I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t seem to find the right words.
"How are you?" He asked. "Get off of me, Svenja. Hold on, I need to go into another room." Ugh, Svenja. Why can't she just leave Laiden and I alone? I waited while he searched for a room. Tola sat next to me. I tilted the phone so we both could hear. "Okay, so how are you?"
"Good," I lied. I was far from good
