Nineteen

Krsh krsh krsh.

The sound of dry leaves crunching underneath my boots was even more satisfying than the cool breeze blowing past my shiny brown locks on that very good hair day. The sun cast a pleasant glow on the blissfully empty campus quad, save for the few stray students and professors rushing or strolling about. Heck, I was even smiling for once, unprompted. My hands shoved deep in my sweatpants' pockets, I sighed happily, enjoying the rare moment of peace and tranquility with the very best company the campus, nay, the world, had to offer- myself.

Thinking about the company of someone else.

Damn... Can I just go back to Friday night?

Every moment alone was decorated with thoughts of Avery's piercing blue eyes gazing into me, his calloused hands running all over my body, his hips pounding into me, the taste of his sweaty skin and his glorious d-