This one is gonna switch POVs randomly so... bare with me. Italics is you bold is TJeff. Just thought you should know.

I woke up really late in the day to my phone going off. I knew that classes had probably started by now and found myself wondering what everyone was doing. I thought about John playing with his turtle, I thought of Alexander arguing with Aaron. I thought for too long, though. The phone rang once more, then stopped. Fuck...

'C'mon, pick up!' I thought to myself, trying to call her again. This time, there was an immediate answer.

The phone started going off again. I got lucky, I guess. I picked it up and instantly realised the name I had for Alexander in my phone (DatBoiInLoveWitTurtle). I picked up, worried and excited about hearing Alex's voice again.
"Hello!" I said excitedly, hoping that nothing was wrong.

"Hello!" I heard it. I heard her voice. God I missed it. I felt everything slip away, my body relaxed and everything felt normal again.
"Hey, (Y/n)? It's me..." Please don't hang up, please don't hang up...

"Hey, (Y/n)? It's me..." Thomas. It was Thomas... why, though? Not that I didn't want to talk to him, but... why did he want to talk to me?
"T-Thomas? W-what's going on?" I asked. My voice was suddenly horse and shaking. The dog got up from the floor in front of my bed and looked at me. I gently scratched her ears.

Oh god... does she not want to talk to me? Why didn't I think this through!? What now?
"Uhh... I just... I was worried about you. I didn't know if you were okay and-"

I could feel my stomach twisting up as a scream began to beg to be released. I didn't know what the scream was though... anger? Pain? Happiness? Excitement? Whatever it was, I couldn't let it go. Not even if it killed me.
"It's alright. I... I didn't know you cared. I'm fine, so you can go back to living your life now." I giggled, hoping he'd hang up. I didn't want him wasting his life on me.

"Wait! N-no, I still need-... to-do apologize. For everything." I felt myself tense up again at the thought of her hanging up, the thought of her leaving again.

"A-apologize? To me?" Oh god, no! (Y/n) no! Please, I'm begging you, don't cry!
"I'm sorry for making you leave, I never meant for this to happen I was- I was being a jerk and-" I let out a gut wrenching sob.
"Thomas please, please stop. I just had a panic attack because I realised what that night meant!" I was hugging the dog on the floor now, trying to stay quiet.

That night? What did it mean? Why was she crying? Where was she? What had I done to her?
"(Y/n)... where are you?" I whispered into the phone, trying to keep my cool, pretend that everything was okay.

Why did he want to know? Why did I say all of those things? What did I do to him.
"I'm at my parents' house and... I'm coming back right now. It'll take a while, but... I need to see you again.

"What? No. At least let me-"
She hung up before I could finish.

I hung up before he could finish.
I couldn't let him come here. I needed to meet him on my own terms. I couldn't let him see my family.

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Is normal now.
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It took about eight hours, but I finally made it to school. When I walked in I instantly felt the reassurance it gave me. It was far different from my parents' house.
"... I just hope it was okay to give him her number," I heard Alex say as he rounded a corner.
"I mean, I just don't know if we can- (Y/N)!" He ran up to me and gave me the biggest hug ever.
"Hey, Alex. How have you been?" I asked, looking down at him as he'd picked me up. He set me down and placed his hands on my shoulders
"What are you doing here? I thought you said you were-" My phone started to go off and it stopped him mid sentence. I heard someone else's phone nearby.
"C'mon, pick up! Please... I need to know if you're okay..." I would recognize that voice anywhere; Thomas. He was right behind the other opposite corner that Alex and his friends came from. I could feel my face heat up as I walked up around the corner and looked at him. I could barely stand to see him in the state he was in; his usually well-formatted hair was now a mess, he was shaking uncontrollably and he wouldn't put down the phone.
"Thomas?" I whispered. He turned around and I could see his lifeless eyes fill with spirit and joy. He grobbed me tight, pulling me into a embrace.
"(Y/n)... I'm so sorry..." He gently stroked my hair as I warmed up to the hug. 'Love... what does that word mean to you?' Those words resonated in my head, echoing and becoming more and more distorted as time went on. I tried to ignore it, but it never went away... until he stopped hugging me. When he stared into my eyes I felt the same thing I'd felt that night at the dance, and now something else echoed in my head.

This could be the moment of my life
Where
Nothing else matters but
What my eyes found

"I missed you, (Y/n)..." Thomas whispered. We were barely apart from eachother, but... somehow it felt like an eternity.
"Thomas, I... I missed you, too. I missed you so much!" I announced, hugging him again. It took him a moment, but he eventually hugged back.
"Uh... Thomas... did you cause this? Are you the reason she's back?" John asked, looking at the two of us. We let go of each other and Thomas looked down at me. I smiled brightly at him, then turned back and, with a nod said,
"Yes. He's the reason why."