"Okay. I know you've always had something against Chan and I don't know why you do, but I'm not dealing with it now-not now not ever. He makes me happy and if you can't appreciate that then I don't know why you're even here. Why are you even here anyways? Why are you here? Are you looking to ruin my relationship? Well it's too late for that because he's gone and you'll have to wait 7 more months to see him again."
"Darlin, I don't like the kid. Never have never will. But I love ya and if the kid makes ya happy, then that's good enough for me. But ya know I was just kiddin. I'll respect your relationship even if I can't stand him. I love ya Aud." My best friend Riley says, pulling me into a hug.
"Why are you here Ri?" I'm still confused and a bit freaked out.
"Well when you told me yesterday he was leavin, I wanted to punch him honestly. Ya can't just come into someone's life and make em love ya and leave. But when ya said he'd be comin back, I held back the punch. And ya know how much I care for ya, so I wasn't fixin to let ya drive back from the airport cryin alone, even if it is a 5 minute drive. So that's why I'm here," my super country best friend pulls back from the hug. I wipe the tears away and say thank you before walking out to her car.
"There's another reason why I came, too," Riley says, looking at me with her blue eyes. They were gorgeous, but not like Chandlers. Her eyes didn't change color. They stayed electric blue.
"And what would that be? To complain about Chandler some more?" I roll my eyes. I hated how she didn't like Chandler. I wanted my friends to like my boyfriend, not only because he means the world to me, but because it's hard to hang out with your friends and your boyfriend at the same time when they can't stand him. All of my friends thought he was great thought, except for my best friend. The one that meant the most.
"It don't always come back to that, ya know. But no. It's cause I know that when you're stressed or upset, ya don't think straight." She states.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that I knew once you told me that you were riding with your boyfriend to the airport, that you was so upset he was leavin, that you'd forget to bring ya own car along. So even if it's just a 15 minute walk from here, it's 15 minutes longer than ya shoulda been walkin. So I saved ya 15 minutes. Welcome."
I chuckle when I realize that I was stupid enough to forget a car to drive home in. Even though she can be really annoying sometimes, I still love her.
The drive home was made up of her telling me corny knock knock jokes. I ended up spending the day at her house, eating ice cream and watching Netflix. It really took my mind off of Chandler for awhile. When it got around 5pm, I drove home.
"Where have you been?" My mom asks as I step in the door. She seems annoyed, but I don't care. She had been on a business trip for a few days, and I got home an hour later than I was supposed to. Big deal.
"After I went to the airport with Chan, I went to Riley's house," I respond with absolutely no emotion in my voice. Her look changes to a sympathetic face, and she gives me a hug.
"I'm sorry he left hon. Did you guys break-" I interrupt before she can finish her sentence.
"No. We said we'd make it work. Please don't ever use the words break and Chandler in the same sentence again?" I can feel the familiar lump in my throat again.
"What if I'm talking about that time you and Chandler were playing Just Dance on the Wii and you guys broke my flower pot? Then can I use those words together?" My mom smiles. I laugh, thinking about that day. She always knows how to make me laugh.
"Okay, that's fine. I'll be in my room if you need me," I smile before leaving.
I'm watching some YouTube videos as my phone vibrates.
From: My Prince
Just landed in LA, I miss you :( facetime when we get to the hotel?
I smile and answer.
Of course. Talk to you soon(:
I don't get a FaceTime call, so I wait for little bit. I wait for an hour before I decide to text Chandler again.
How far is the hotel? Lol you should be there by now..i wanna see you babe :( i know it's not the same as in person, but it's all we have for now
He reads it immediately but doesn't answer for about 5 minutes.
Sorry something came up, i'll talk to you tomorrow i promise. Text you later
I frown. He hasn't even been gone a day and he's already acting different. He would usually be so happy to talk to me.
It's fine. Love you
He reads it but doesn't answer. I tear up a little.
I'm starting to doubt that this will work.
No, stay positive. It will.
How will it work if he won't even talk to me and it's been not even a day?
It will work.
No it won't.
Stop. It will work.
Whatever you say. Just don't come crying back to me when he leaves you for another girl in LA.
That will never happen. I know him. He won't do that.
Would he? How well do you really know him? He's probably out with another girl right this second.
It. Will. Work.
You're doubting yourself, you're just not admitting it.
You know what doesn't work? Arguing with your conscience. I decide that I need sleep after this tiring day. I crawl into bed, but not before sending him one more message.
I wish you were here. Or I was there. Or we were together, anywhere.
He reads it a few minutes after it's delivered. No response. I stare at the screen for a few more minutes before throwing my phone on the ground and bursting into tears.
He loves me, he loves me not?
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Teen FictionWe were best friends since middle school. He meant the world to me. Whenever I needed someone, he was there. And when we started dating, we was there for me every second. He was my everything. We had this...tradition, you could say. Every time we t...
