Summer

*Bonus* Chapter 1

Noah's POV

2 Weeks Earlier

It's official. I am the world's biggest asshole to ever exist. I just let the best thing to possibly ever happen to me — no, screw 'possibly' — the best thing to ever happen to me — walk away. For good. And I didn't just let it, no. I did it. I made it happen. It was my choice. Mine. Not hers. Not her brothers'. Mine.

How could I be so fucking stupid? How could I not let my love for her be enough to make me act selfish and let her stay here with me? Instead, I fucking texted her brother like the fucking moron that I am and told him to pack her bags and bring them to the airport, where I'd drive her to the next morning without her knowing.

Wow, I'm such a dick.

Admitting this out loud to myself right now just makes me realize why it is that I don't deserve her. Let's be real, I never deserved her, and I knew that I didn't from the second that I met her. The second that I saw her at Val's.

Now, all I'm left with is a broken heart, which will only serve as a reminder that I lost one of the most important people in my life. With the exception of Maggie and Justin, Fee is the only other person in this world that I truly, wholeheartedly care about.

But that's what I do. I take the good things in my life and I intentionally fuck them up. Maybe it's because, deep down, I know someone as pathetic as me doesn't deserve someone as perfect as her.

That's why I had to let her go. We're opposites. She's day, I'm night. She's country clubs and mansions and private planes, and all I have to my name is a broken-down shack and a pickup truck that's barely hanging on. I know that if she stayed with me, she'd wake up one day and hate me. She'd resent me for allowing her to be with me. I know how it would've played out. All I'd end up doing is ruin her life. Not intentionally, obviously. I would never do anything to hurt her and I'd beat the shit out of anyone who did or does. But naturally. Because that's who I am. I'm dangerous. I'm bad. I'm going nowhere. And, Fee...that girl's going places. Besides being the most beautiful girl to ever walk this earth, she's humble, driven, smart and generous — things that I could never be. It's not in my blood. It's not who I am.

I just hope that one day she comes to the realization that what I did, I did for her. I did for her well-being, for her happiness. One day, she's going to find some rich, preppy, posh guy who's going to fit into her world perfectly, and I'll be here. Not a college graduate with some fancy degree and a well-paying job, but a low-life loser working at Clay's and wasting his time being a fuck up who only gets with random sluts to fill a void in his heart.

I hope that she knows how much I love her. How much I'd do anything if it meant her happiness. The only reason I took her to the airport that day was because I knew she had so much greatness waiting for her outside of me. Outside of my world. I couldn't let her stay. I couldn't be the reason she didn't see her future through. I just need to know that she knows that. Because if she doesn't, I will never forgive myself.

Fuck, I'll never forgive myself regardless because I just let my entire world — that's what she is, she's my entire world — vanish from my life for good.

I was going to keep this story in Sophia's POV, but I wanted to share with you what was going through Noah's mind/his perspective. Do you like having both protagonists' POVs or would you rather just one?