Kevin and you dated last summer but broken up cause of lack communication. Kevin is a motorcycle rebellious man and you are a rich sweet popular girl. You two aren’t like any kind of exes. You two are the type of exes who still acts like they’re in a couple. You two don’t know how to be exes. The way Kevin looks at you, the way he always drive you home on his motorcycle, how you two would cuddle, how you still run to him and rant your problems out, and so much more.

Tonight, you were out with your friends. It was lowkey getting boring so you step out of the club and started calling Kevin. You kept thinking of him the entire time.

“Hello?” Kevin said over the line. Your eyes lit up when you heard his soft deep voice. The type of voice you alwauys love to hear. “Where are you?” You asked.

“Why are you callin' me?” *Kevin asked,” Why'd you answer? You teased as you chuckle. “Cause I like your voice. Do you miss me?” Kevin laughs softly. You can hear his motorcycle engine turned on over the call, knowing he already know why you called. “Maybe I miss you... Listen, I'm out with my girls right now, but I was thinking you could come get me?” You request. You heard a sigh and then a chuckle following it. “We're doing this again, yeah?” Kevin said. “Oh, we don't have to—“ Kevin cuts you off and said, “You're funny, I'll come now.” and he hangs up the phone.

You smiled softly as you blushed a little, putting your phone in your shoulder bag as you wait for him outside the club.