Your POV
I drive and drive and drive until I get to an airport. My moving van is going to be transported to Hollywood a different way, idk how. But it took about two hours to get to the airport . I was listening to an Ariana Grande cd. Then I get a phone call. Lucky thang I had my earpiece. There was no caller ID. Hmm.. Anyway, I answered, and it was Jay.
You- hello?
J- hey babe
You- Um hi..?
J- what are you doing?
You- driving, stupid.
J- oh yea haha
You- I got to go baby I'm almost to the airport.
J- ok txt me when you get on the plane.
You- Mkay.
I smile.
J- I love you.
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