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'So where do we go?' 'Are you hungry? We can always go to the park to?' 'Well I'm not really hungry, but I love the park, let's go!' He linked our arms together as we skipped to the park. 'I went here a few days ago' 'who with?' 'Myself, like I said I'm a loner' I forgot I was keeping a secret.
I opened my bag to get out the sandwiches I had packed for school, when I noticed a neatly folded pink note. I gently released the seal and read the contents.
Chelsea,
Meet me in my backyard em tonight. I need to see you I have something I need to tell you. Don't tell Ashton, keep this to yourself and make sure he doesn't see this note. He may not realise but I do care about him.
Luke.
What does he mean? I felt the butterfly's rush threw my stomach. I was scared and excited all at the same time. I couldn't wait to see Luke and spend time with him. But i don't like hiding things from Ashton, it doesn't feel right. 'Chelsea, are you ok?' I felt Ash tap my shoulder. 'I'm fine. Just looking at some stuff' 'okay' he smiled reassuringly. He was so kind and caring. So loving.
'Ash, have you ever been in love?' He looked scared by my question. 'Um yes, only once.' 'Who is it?' 'She is beautiful. Her hair a light brown and it flys in the wind like a dragons fire. She makes me feel special but she doesn't even know. She is the reason my heart beats every second. What about you? Ever been in love?' 'Yes. He is amazing. Blonde. Perfect features. He is like a lost angel.' 'Who is it' 'I can't tell you that' 'why' 'because, it's private and it doesn't matter anyway, they will never love me' 'who wouldn't love you?' 'Who would?' This silenced him. I could tell he didn't appreciate me snapping at him, but I had to stop this conversation. I knew who the girl is. The girl is me. But the boy isn't him. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you' 'it's ok, I was being pushy, I was being rude. You don't have to tell me' I saw the glint of hope in his eyes. He thought I was trying to hide my love from him, like I was embarrassed, little did he know I was keeping it from him as not to break his heart.
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Imprinted ♱ l.h
RandomBeing lonely is a dangerous thing. Being alone can drive us to the very edge of our mind. Maybe even over it. We all need someone to imprint ourselves into. Someone we love.
