Since I Was Torn From You (Axl Rose)

Two

*AXL'S POV!*

I tried so hard to remember her smile and her hazel eyes. The way they'd light up when she got passionate about something or when she'd see me. I always wanted to be more than friends with Diana. She was funny and sweet. I loved her. I loved her so much it hurt. But after Jeffery Isbell found out I was being chased by the police. He offered for me to come with him to California. I couldn't pass down that opportunity. It was too great. But Diana was great too. 

Damn. Her smile. It was such a perfect smile with her perfect lips and shiny teeth. And her dimples. 

The entire plane ride to L.A. Diana was all I could think about. 

"Will. WILL!" Jeff yelled knocking me out of my thoughts. "What?" I snapped. "Is there something on your mind?" Jeff asked. I rolled my eyes. Moody from the fact that I had left Diana. "Is it Diana?" Jeff asked. I nodded and sighed. "I love her, Jeff. I don't know what I'd do without her," I said. Jeff only smiled. "You'll see her again," he said. I shrugged. 

I didn't think I would. She was in Indiana. I would be in California. There was no way we'd possibly see each other again. I seemed lost without her. Especially since I never told her how I really felt. 

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*DIANA'S POV* 

I hated every waking moment of my life knowing Will wouldn't be by my side when I went to school or hang out with me all day or hold me tight when I have a panic attack. 

My parents decided to get divorced and I sat alone in my room crying instead of in Will's arms. I knew he would be holding me and comforting me in my time of need. 

I love him. I love him so much it hurts. I wish I would've said I wanted to be more than I friend to him. But now he's gone. He left to go to L.A. I'll never see him again. 

I heard soft knocks on my door before it opened revealing my dad. He gasped when he saw me in the corner crying my heart out. "D-Diana, are you alright?" Dad asked sitting next to me. "N-n-no! W-Will l-left and n-n-now you and m-mom are g-g-g-getting a d-d-divorce," I cried. Dad hugged me. "Sh," he cooed. "It's alright." "No, it isn't!" I sobbed. "I promise it'll be alright," Dad said. 

But I didn't believe him. I needed my Will. Only he could show me it will be alright.