"Where are you going?" Aleisha says, flirtatious.
"Somewhere," I roll my eyes and begin walking again.
"Oh, but Luke," she grabs my arm, "I meant to ask you something."
"What?" I say, more rude than expected.
"How are you and Sam?" Aleisha puts on an innocent smile, like she doesn't know.
"You know damn well how we are." I shake my arm free from her grip. I open the doors to the courtyard. I figure that maybe sitting out here for a while would be pleasant.
I can clear my mind of things, of Sam. Of us.
I didn't mean the words I had said, they just came out. I would have loved to talk it over, but I was too angry. A simple small lie can ruin everything.
I didn't only lose a girlfriend, but a best friend, too.
I look to the right, sun blinding my eyes, to see Aleisha walking my way.
"Oh my God," I groan.
"So, you never told me how you and Sam are." She sits gracefully beside me. One of the things I miss about her.
I sigh and close my eyes. "I messed up." I say lowly.
"What?" Aleisha leans in a bit to hear clearly.
I wet my lips with my tounge, and repeat, "I messed up. I messed the relationship up. Sam absolutely hates me now, and I am so desperately in love with her still."
I know it has to hurt Aleisha the same way, if not more, than it did Sam to hear my love for another person.
In complete honesty, I am over Aleisha. I never thought I would be, but I am. Of course, for the longest time, I missed our stupid arguments, and the random loving cuddles watching movies. We were both young and dumb, we didn't know any better.
"Why don't you tell her," Aleisha, uncomfortable, says. She shifts around in her spot before finally standing up.
"I can't. There's no way she's going to talk to me. I mean, you even seen her walk out of English. She was broken, and I caused it." I feel my eyes watering up, so I quickly wipe them. "It's over between us, and that's something I have to accept."
I stand up, and walk back inside the school.
Sam is just inches in front of me, tears running down her face. Her lips can't form a smile like normal.
"I can't do this, Luke. Not anymore." And just like that, she disappears into the crowded halls.
"I need you," I whisper in her direction. "I need you."
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Fall For You
FanfictionFate. Some say it is not real. Others, well, who cares, right? Could fate have something to do with these two old best friends? Could fate be their fighting chance? Or could they be simply young, stupid, and crazy in love?