Kyle, or Gaz as everyone calls him, is your boyfriend. You guys are both in your senior year of Highschool and you used your parents car to drive around.

You lived 5 miles away from Gaz‘s house, but always tried to drive over to his house and vise-versa, most of the time you ended up just going on a video call on your laptop with him. It wasn’t much—but it the was the only solution to getting to see each other.

Lately, Gaz had been getting tired of the video calls and missed your presence, so he did what any guy his age would—ask to go to your house. His dad didn’t allow him to because he needed his car at the time, and when he asked you, you couldn’t because your parents were out of town and took the family car with them.

Gaz genuinely couldn’t bare another moment without you anymore. It had been a four days since he had last seen you in person. He left his house and began walking…

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It was 7:24 PM and you heard a knock at your door. Your mother told you to not open the door to anyone and you were expecting any packages or company.

Instead of opening it, you peeked through a window from the second story, looking into the porch, and saw Gaz.

You quickly scaled down the stairs and opened the door. Gaz‘s tired eyes lit up when he saw you, sweat grazing his forehead and arms.

“Mind if I come in, love..?”