"Hey, we're having a little hang out later today. You should come!" I really would rather not, but guilt forces me to say yes. "I'll be there. Thanks, Preslee. Just text me the details."'
The hour between passed, and I head out to meet my friends. I walk up to the door, open it, and walk in. We have that type of friendship. I find the house empty and walk to the back patio. There I find them, and him. I walk to one of the free seats, while my heart races. I sit down and take in his image. He dyed his hair. I fight back a grin. He always told me he would, I never believed him.
I don't get involved in the conversation much, just sit and pretend like I'm listening, fighting off urges to sneak a glance at him. A few minutes pass and I can't fight it anymore. I turn his way and take in his image. Just as beautiful as when he went on tour. He has an eyebrow piercing now too. I smile to myself.
It is as if I was slapped in the face. Waves of nausea hit me as all the guilt and memories come back to me. It begins to rain. My friends all jump up and run to get under cover as I run to the house.
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The Note
FanfictionEveryone in Nat's life seems to abandon her, making goodbyes hard for her. That's why she left a note; she couldn't bare to look him in the eyes and say goodbye. When he comes back to town, she can't make herself face him to explain. Nat is left bro...
