Im sorry

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Autros note: this is my first time writing on here so please no hate. Comment, I like hearing what you guys have to say about it. Know that I'll do my best to write so that my English teacher proud, well at least my 4th grade teacher.

Hazels POV:

It seemed like another day, school then marching band practice, that's how it went most days. I was lucky to have a day to myself but I didnt mind I love it plus it's not like I have a huge social life. What am I saying? I have no social life. I have few friends but I like it that way. My best friend, Mary, knows everything about me. Even the secret I have been hiding forever, I like Peter Miller. It isn't a huge deal though everyone likes Peter and when I say everyone I mean everyone. At one time or another every girl in my small town high school can say they have had crush on him. He is gorgeous and always has been, he's funny, smart, talented and he has the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen in my life. They go perfectly with his beautiful blond hair. He could charm any girl only using his eyes and he always has a smile on his face, well he did up until this point. I was just sitting in the hallway, on the floor while leaning against the cold wall that sent chills through me. While waiting for Mary so we could practice, I heard that very firmilar voice and footsteps that were coming closer and closer. He stopped in his tracks right in front of me and you could tell something was wrong. He dropped his phone and went really pale. "Are you okay?" I asked with a hint of nervousness in my voice. He tried to speak but he couldn't, all he did was shake his head and start crying. I got up and hugged him, trying to sooth him but no one could sooth him.

Peters POV:

That one call changed my whole life forever. I was running late to practice and when I was walking to the band room I got a call from my mom. I don't know why but I had a bad feeling about that call but I answered it anyway. My mom was hysterical and she told me those words I'll never forget "your dad was killed in a car accident." My heart broke at that very moment. So many memories of my dad came into my mind and I couldn't help but cry and fall to my knees. At that moment I didn't know who was comforting me because when they hugged me I was looking at the floor but they were helping so much.

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