LOU
Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. The school year came to a close and Andrè and I were still going out. I was so excited. This had to be the longest relationship I had ever been in, and I really trusted him now. I was slowly realizing that he might actually really love me, and not just turn his back on me a few days after saying it. He hadn't even told me he loved me since the night we had made out. That made me happy, the less he said it, the less I'd get scared. I hadn't been scared at all this time; in fact I was anything but scared. I felt safe when I was with him.
"Hey," Andrè said, putting his arms around my waist as I stood in my backyard looking up at the tree house, his voice had broken my thoughts. I smiled and turned to face him. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Andrè?" I said, quietly into his chest.
"Yeah," he said, huggin
LOUMaybe it had been the drugs, or even it had been the alcohol, however no matter it absolutely was driven me to try and do one thing I did not assume I would do in a thousand years. Although, sitting within the tree house wasn't the most effective way to relax if you question me, these days I found some comfort in it. I could not help but smile once I realize Mother would ne
LOUI knocked on his outside door, hoping he is prepared go. I watched his mother leave an hour ago, around eight. It had been about nine currently, therefore hopefully he was awake. I smiled as he opened the door.
ANDRÈAt this time, the words had left my mouth; I knew I had created an enormous mistake by telling her how I felt. Within the time we had spent along, I had learned that she did not seriously like love, or being admired, or well, being told she was admired. I wanted instantly that I might rewind time back before I told her, thus I may stop myself from telling her. Unfortunately that could not really happen.
ANDRÈI stood at the lowest of the tree house; I might hear her crying. Thus that is what she did up there in this tree house, which is why a sixteen-year-old lady would head to a tree house. I checked out the gap or the opening, debating on whether or not I ought to go up there or not. Then Lou asked, "Why did he need to say he loves me?"
ANDRÈShe aforesaid she'd see me later. That alone makes me smile. I sat on my porch, it absolutely was three days since she'd aforesaid that, and she'd been out on her porch many times, and really had waved to me. I’d been sitting on my porch a lot, simply to have one thing to try and do.
ANDRÈ
ANDRÈI sat in my sleeping room, making an attempt to search out sleep. I wasn't able to rise up yet and that I had tons on my mind.
LOUI saw Andrè's car pull into the school parking lot and smiled. I couldn't wait to at least catch a glance of him. "Come on, Lou!" Tori said, laughing at something stupid some guy had said, as she took my arm and decided to drag me away before I could see Andrè get out of the car. I suppressed a sad sigh and followed Tori inside of the school and over to the other girls and guys we knew and hung out with.My day was rather boring for the first four periods. When lunch came I was so relieved, because I really don't like the first day of school, because I'm still used to having all the time in the world and doing everything when I want and how I want.I was going to meet Tori at her locker, after stopping at mine. I had just left my locker when I heard an all too familiar voice as he turned the corner with two other people."I really don't understand