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If Hell were any Closer

Chapter 1

*2 years later*

Nikki's POV:

"Sabrina stop! Give it back!" I whined, practically jumping on her as she held my phone annoyingly away from me, reading my texts to my crush, Adam.

"Oooh, what's this? 'I'd love to get to know you without your friends, what do you say we meet tomorrow at Starbucks? My treat?' Nicole Taylor, you've been holding out on me! She giggles.

I flush and snatch my phone back, making yet another mental note to a) never give her my phone again and b) change my password ASAP. Damn that girl is sneaky.

I tuck a stray strand of hair behind me ear and I shift uncomfortably as my friends gawk and smirk at me, silently demanding g that I spill every single detail of my 'double' life. I tuck my phone into my back pocket of my jeans and shrug nonchalantly, trying to brush the conversation off, but of course, they ignore me entirely.

"Oh come on Nikki! Spill! We want details!" Cassy squeals in an extra high-pitched voice, making all of us wince in unison, before we shoot her a glare. But as usual, she's oblivious. Oh how I envy her.

"It's really nothing. I mean, he asked me out, I kinda sorta turned him down. No big deal. Now, are we going to go or not?"

"You said no!?" Lily shrieks, smacking quickly on the arm. "How could you, turn him down?"

I roll my eyes, "gee thanks Lil."

Realizing her mistake, she flushes and mumbles out a small apology that's only half real, before jumping back into the topic at hand. "i'm sorry, but well, he's is pretty hot. And he has dreamy eyes, and hair styled just the perfect way, and he's really nice, and his smile is so dazzling and-"

"Alright Lily! I think we, and the whole school knows how you feel about a certain Adam Martin!" Sabrina pipes in, tossing an arm around an embarrassed Lily.

We all snigger as the usual bubbly red-head shuts up before we begin to walk back to my place. My parents have been out of town for a couple months actually, and I'm not expecting them home until at least January. The school actually began to get suspicious at one point during junior year, and my parents clammed up, before they just agreed that they would leave me alone, but promise to send plenty of money and cover the bills and such. It's a really cool thing we have going, as long as they don't come home, and I pass all my courses, I won't have to see them ever again. Thank god for that.



Thankfully, it's a Thursday, and Cassy got the brilliant idea of skipping school tomorrow. Usually, I'm pretty punctual and precise about my education, but I think we've al needed and deserve a break. Besides, I can just call my mom to call the school that I am sick. The good thing about your parents being miles away is that they never know when you're lying or not.

The girls are staying over tonight, and we have plans to watch all the Twilight movies despite the fact that I hate Kristen Stewart with a fiery passion. Like I respect the girl and all that, plus she's decently attractive, but she juts isn't the best of actresses.

Together, Cassy and I go upstairs and rummage through my room, searching for extra sweatpants and t-shirts along with pretty nail polish colours. It's one of those nights. Sabrina and Lily are on snac duty and are ordering a pizza and rounding up every piece of junk food within a square foot radius. These are the days that I enjoy the most.



The other girls fell asleep around two in the morning, but not me. Since he left, i haven't slept the same.

I never really got a chance to get over him, despite the fact that I was the one to officially end our relationship. I just assume things are better this way, I mean I don't know how he is, I should text him or call him sometime. See if he's made it yet in LA. I know he will, he's incredibly talented even though I've never heard him sing. Sometimes, when he was having a shower and we were at his house, I would hear a small bit of him singing, and all I wanted to do was listen for hours and hours until my ears b;led. But of course, I couldn't do that.

I sometimes miss him. Maybe thats' weird, considering it has been over two years now that we've been broken up. But Andy was my first boyfriend, and he made me feel loved, made me want to live.

Now however, at the end of my high school career, I still have no idea what I want to do. At night, when i can't sleep, (which happens more often than not) I'll go out on the roof, and look up at the stars, thinking about what could've been. I think about how just two years ago, Andy was in my exact position, only he knew that he wanted to be a singer. I have no plan, none whatsoever. Around this time of year, two years ago, we met in detention and he kissed me for the first time. I wonder what he's doing now. I wonder if he ever thinks about me.

I know I do.

Even though I know I shouldn't.

But sometimes in life its the things that are the worst for you that make you feel as if the sun and moon light up for you and only you. And that was how Andy, and only Andy could make me feel.

Notes

First chapter of the sequel!! Comment what you think so far and predictions a s usual!!!

qotd: album currently obsessed with?
for me it is Madness by sleeping with Sirens
so proud of thsoe boys!!

Comments

I love the story! you're right it is awkward...

I love the story! you're right it is awkward...

I love the story! you're right it is awkward...

I love the story! you're right it is awkward...

I love the story! you're right it is awkward...