The Boy I Used To Know

Chapter 1 (Part 2)

He walks away from me while I'm still standing there smiling from ear to ear, "I Can't believe it" I said walking to my french Class, I enter and hand the note to Mr.Filippo. He smiles and get's up to introduce me to the class. "Classe Bonjour, Rencontrez   notre nouvel étudiant Lulu" he said in some kind of language I guess it was French. "Lulu Go ahead and sit next to the cheeky Styles" he said while going back to his desk. I sat down at my desk where Styles was sitting at the same table with me, He obliviously doesn't mind with that cheeky grin on his face.

"Well..Well well, Look who I get to see again" he chuckled and helped me with my french work, "

Hey, Baby Vous êtes très beau aujourd'hui, comme je puis me permettre" he said in French as he gently kissed my cheek while smiling through his teeth. I looked down at my paper and blushed as he grabs my hand like I was his own girlfriend. "Mr.Styles, Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked concerned not wanting to get beat up on my first day back to Cheshire High. he looks at me and smiles "Yeah, I do but she left England 3 years ago" He said quietly as he began to tear up, "Also I moved on and I'm dating Taylor" he said with a excited  face.

I looked at my  paper plane necklace and began to tear up, I turned to Harry "Remember This?" I asked with a hopeful smile praying he would recognize this. "That's a paper airplane, their so incredible" he said with a smile as he started flirting with the girl in front of us. I  raised my hand "Mr.Filippo, May I Be excuse" I said smiling trying not to cry as I ran out the room.

I walked into the girls bathroom to find Dakota in the corner texting, I didn't care what she did right now, I was to upset that my high school sweetheart didn't remember me. "He..He Promised he would never forget me once I left, These necklaces were the promise symbol and he doesn't remember me" I mumbled to myself as I slid down against the wall with tears streaming down my face ruining my make-up.

I walked back to French Class "Mr.Filippo, désolé pour l'interruption .. Je pensais à ma mère, elle est morte dans un accident de voiture l'année dernière. Je m'excuse de cette interruption". He nodded with a said face as I sat back down in my seat.He began to teach.

"Il s'agit d'un projet en duo, faire un collage sur votre chanteur ou groupe préféré avec votre partenaire. he said in french as I nodded, he began to put people together. "Lulu & Styles you to are now partners, you can work on it here and at home" he said with a smile as he grouped other people.

"So Lulu how long have you been in Cheshire?" he asked with a deep raspy voice, the one I remembered from 3 years ago. I looked at him "I was born here, we moved to America when m dad found a good job the only reason were back here is...is...never mind" I said with watery eyes.

"Because of your mum, I heard you tell Mr.Filippo why you left the classroom. "I'm very sorry about your mum Lulu" he said as he grabbed my hand reassuring That I know he understands me.

I took off my blazer cause it was getting hot, all I was wearing was a white tank top that said "Future Mrs.Styles". He sat there staring at me like he was in some kind of gaze, he was mostly looking at the shirt and my necklace.

"I'm sorry, It's just..Just you look familiar" he said apologizing but still in that gaze like he knew me or something. he asked if he could see my necklace, I nodded as I handed it to him. It was engraved "Future Mrs.Styles, has a great ring t it". his eyes got watery as he handed it back.

I stretched forgetting I have that tattoo like his, he stares at it then says "2011,Friday night was prom night when we snuck out and got you that tattoo. he said in his deep raspy voice as his eyes became even more watery.

"I gave you my first airplane when you gave me the news you were leaving Cheshire, we were laying under a tree, you were playing with my curly hair". he said as a few tears streamed down his face as he looked at me "Kitten is that..you" he said as he gulped trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

I began to tear up as I nodded "Yes it is cupcake" I said while smiling as tears streamed down my face. he stood up held out his hand, I grabbed it as I stood up he held me tight while sobbing into my arms. he gently kisses my soft lips as we both walk to lunch.

"WAKE UP" Mr.Filippo screamed at me as I sat up my head, wiped the drool off my lips and apologized. I was so tired so I decided to head home for the day, I honestly thought my dream was reality but it was a irrelevant dream.

I arrived home, gave my dad a kiss and walked upstairs dragging my book bag across the floor. I walked into my room as I flopped on the bed crying my eyes out. I fell a sleep as my daddy covered me up and slid my mums old dolly with me.

"I'm sorry your day didn't go well today baby girl, I got you a present you'll get it in the morning" my daddy says as he kisses me on the forehead and leaves the room as I am in Lala Land.