Seeing him again

Jason walked down the hallways with his hands in his pockets. He'd seen her come this way. She'll think I'm weird, following her like this, he thought broodingly, glaring at the floor as he walked up to an open door. Stepping in, he saw her, and his eyes softened.
'Hello,' he said, his voice quieter than usual.
He made his way to her though the empty classroom then sat next to her, placing an arm around her shoulders.

He smiled and put his arms around her, holding her tighly. 'It's been a while,' he said, agreeing. Bringing one hand to her hair he stroked it lightly, loosening his hold on her as he did so.
Then, turning to face her, he kissed her cheek and smiled so she could see.

He stopped smiling and pulled her tighter to him once more. Lowering his head to kiss her neck once, he said, 'Of course I do.'
He held her to him, his head resting against hers, hoping to make her understand how much she meant to him.

He sighed, closing his eyes and holding her. This moment was good. Even though it couldn't last forever, it had happened, and it had been good.
Pulling apart he smiled and said, 'So, no more tears?' He gently brushed the moisture from her cheek and smoothed her hair.

He ran his fingers though her hair again, then leaned back against the chair and closed his eyes, letting out a deep breath.
'Everything's good now,' he said to no one in particular.