Love Story? Maybe Not.

Chapter 2. Memories.

Dear friend,

Before I met Stefan, and also after he left, I was a complete mess...

It had been about 2 months since Stefan, I hadn't been to the gym since.

Every time I saw the coach in the street I would say "sorry, I hope I'll be back soon." or "I've been busy with school, I'll be back when it calms down." but the truth is, I didn't have the guts to face Stefan again, I knew if I heard his Polish accent one more time or saw his eyes staring into mine, without Eleanor, I would break down again. It wasn't easy for me.

I still missed Adam, my ex-boyfriend who had cheated on me with one of my best friends as well as other girls and Stefan was, and always will be, apart from you guys of course, the only person who knows about it...

I still remember the day I told him about it, I'd just found out myself. I screamed at Adam to tell me, I pushed so hard he was on the ground, I guess didn't know my own strength.

Finally he told me and I heard my heart break.

I couldn't believe it had happened, not just once, and with someone who was meant to be my friend! I hated him, I hated her, and I hated myself the most. A lot. I felt like it was my fault... Obviously now I know it wasn't but at the time I guess most people told that might think "they weren't a good enough boyfriend/girlfriend" or "they didn't do enough" etc...

Anyway. After I found out I remember running as fast as I could just to get away from everything and everyone. Everything is still blurry, but I remember feeling familiar arms wrap around me and looking up to see Stefan. He held me close and I could hear his heart beating softly inside his chest. He held me until I couldn't cry anymore.

Now I think about it, Stefan held me until I couldn't cry anymore quite a few times, even when we didn't even know eachother's names he still hugged me and tried to cheer me up.

Even on the day we met he was messing with the ringlets in my hair, laughing with a Izzy as we danced like idiots to his Rizzle Kicks CD, it was the most fun I'd had in a while, I can't remember why I was upset that day, probably something stupid, like an arguement with one of my friends, but I know I had cheered up that night, thanks to him and Izzy.

I wonder if he remembers these things like I do, so vivid like it happened yesterday, or if he's just pushed them to the back of his mind and only remembers them when he least expects it, or even if he remembers them at all! I guess we will never find out...

Phoebe x

A/N: Hi, do you think this story is going well? Comment if you like it or not and I'll carry on!! - Beth xox