Stay With me || H.S

Chapter 1.

*Flashback*

I closely observed his trembling hands. My eyes rapidly moving from his eyes, to his lips. I awaited his touch.

The more I looked into his eyes..the more different they seemed. They looked as though they were filled with guilt and sorrow..this isn't what I had imagined.

"Rach. These last six years have been one hell of a ride..and..and..we were crazy about eachother.." His voice strailed off..it made my stomach fall to the floors as he spoke in past tense..this couldn't be it.

"Jake..I'm still crazy about you." I shook my head, bringing his hand close, intertwining our fingers, hot tears rolling down my cheeks.

He looked up, his eyes meeting mine, as he chewed on his lip..something he has done for the longest time when he is nervous.

"Rach. This is it. College is over...and I just can't see it working. We are taking such different paths..and, a part of me is glad about that. I don't think it is how it used to be. I think that we both know that."

Memories flashed through my mind..all forming into a large blur as I struggled to get out a sentence.

"If you love me like you tell me everyday that you do..you would take a chance to make it work." I used the back of my hand to wipe away the many tears dripping onto my lips.

"I still love you Rachel. And I know that you still love me. But..I'm not in love with you anymore..and I need that with someone." He moved his hand away from me, standing up, walking to the door.

I stood up as well, not following behind him like a lost puppy, but keeping my feet planted where they were.

"So this is it Jake? I stay loyal to you all through highschool, I do everything for you, I follow you to college, we move in together..we become a..a...a family..and you are just leaving?" I shake my head, sniffling loudly.

"We aren't a family Rach. We never were."

And with that, the night I thought he would propose, he ends it all. Walking out the door of our-my apartment, taking my broken heart with him.

*A year and a half later*

" You almost ready Rach? We need to leave in 10 minuets? We have to meet Dean and Harry there soon....did you iron that spot on your dress like I told you? Rachel? Are you listening!"

I was snapped out of my daydream by Jamie tapping my shoulder widly. Growing up the oldest of three has definitly had its advantages and disadvantages for her. I don't know if being extremely bossy would be an advantage or not?

"What? Okay..yeah, yeah, I ironed it." I nodded, finishing up the last few curls on my head.

"Looks great!" Jamie stood up, walking behind me fluffing my hair in the back, a large grin spread across her face.

"I love your hair like this!" She had gotten ready an hour before me, always early. She handed me the small black cocktail dress she would be loaning me tonight, as well as my 4-inch nude pumps. They were to die for.

"Jake used to love it when I curled it in big, loose waves like this. He said I reminded him of a mermaid." I smiled, letting out a laugh, when in reality, my heart was sinking.

Jamie walked toward me, sighing, her hands placed on her hips.

"Girl..you have to stop this. It will be two years in no time, you need to stop pining over that asshole..honey, you know he isn't coming back. And he shouldn't. You deserve better." She removed her hands from her hips, pulling me into a hug, then kissing my cheek in a motherly way.