Jon's POV


The next morning I wake up in Kayla's bed. Her laptop is still open with the old home videos. I start scrolling through them and find one of us on the day I left for SSM. We were just 15, but Kayla looks exactly the same.

The video is really hard to watch. Kayla's crying. I'm crying. Our moms are crying. I hated being away from everyone but I loved it at shattuck. The only times I came home were for holidays, and part of the summers. I loved watching Kayla play hockey. She probably hasn't skated since her last game playing for UND.

I try try not to wake her up and walk onto the balcony. My phone rings, and pats drunken selfie shows up on my screen.

"Patty" I yell
"You brining Kay to the banquet tonight?" He asks
"fuck, actually I haven't asked her yet, why?"
"Well the girl I was gonna bring bailed on me last night, I called her the wrong name again. And I was gonna ask to bring Kayla but looks like you got that one covered eh?" He laughs
"Yeah I'll go ask her if she knows anyone who might wanna go with you're slutty ass."
"thanks bud bye"

I hang and up my phone and walk back inside. Kayla's making eggs. I walk behind her and give her a bear hug.
"Do you want to be the worlds best friend?" I ask her
"What is it" she mumbles back
"will you please come to the banquet with me tonight? I forgot all about it and it's for some important charity and I really need a date"
She looks at me with a smirk and says "fine"
"Thanks babe, and can you ask Cassidy or someone to go with pat? He needs a date still and I told him you would find home one" I say
she doesn't even reply, unlocks her phone and sends a text "done"