its been about a week and i still cant get over Colby. its sad and i hate myself for the fact that he left such a strong impact in such little time. i stood up from my bed slowly and decided to just stay in my sweatpants and sweatshirt. it was about 3 in the afternoon. i decided to move to my couch and watch Netflix getting comfortable under my red fuzzy blanket before slowly drifting off to sleep.

                                                                                   Colbys perspective:

the room mates were filming something in the backyard as i layed in bed staring at my ceiling. i kept thinking about what me and Sam talked about a week ago

flashblack:

i got home from walking around at around 2 am when i opened my bedroom door to see Sam waiting for me. i looked at him confused and sat down next to him on my bed. he let out a breath and stared at me for a moment before starting to speak "Colby, we should talk about Trista" he said in a soft gentle tone. i looked at the ground and started fighting with the ring that was on my finger "why?" i asked my voice almost cracking resulting to me gulping as my throat dried up. Sam sighed and looked at me even if i wasint looking back. "Colby, i think you guys belong togather and i know you not may feel good enough but you are Colbs and i think that you should try to get her back" he said. i let out a soft exale "how do you know im good enough" i whispered with tears slightly filling my eyes making it hard to see as i quickly wipe them with my hand not letting them fall. Sam put his hand on my back "you can just tell with most people" he said just above a whisper. i turned and gave him a hug "ill go talk to her tomorrow" i said into his neck my voice cracking as he rubbed my back "good" he said pulling out of the hug as he stood up and exited my room. 

end of flashback

i kept replaying the conversation in my head. i wish she was home when i went over to talk to her. i felt my lips fall into a frown at the thought. 

-slight time skip-

i was bored and it was about 9:30 so i decide to go on a walk. i like walking through LA at night its peaceful compared to the usual loud city. i walked to the skate park again. i just cant get her out of my head no matter how hard i try. i looked at my feet as i walked into the middle of the park and sat down at the bench. the bench were i first got to see her face... i propped my head on my hand as i rested my elbow on the table and starred up at the stars. thinking of her "why cant she leave my mind?" i whispered to myself. thats when i heard the perfect soft voice behind me

"Colby?"