It's Called Acting(1Dfanfic)

Chapter 2

When I told her, she cried. Flat out bawled. "I-I-I'm gonna m-miss you!" She stuttered. I cried too,I mean what am supposed to do? She's my best friend. There's only four months of school left. It's senior year and I'm moving. "Who's gonna keep me out of trouble? How am I gonna live? You're an ass!" She huffed through her nose and crinkled her face. Her signature pouty face. "I know but I have to go. I'm all my mom has,"I sighed." But you know you still love me." I grinned. "Shut up! Don't rub salt in my wounds!!" I laughed and she smiled. "Well I need to go. I have to tell Edward." My eyes got teary. "Abby,this is one long distance relationship that won't work." She nodded. "I know. He'll hate it,so will you but he knows it won't either. Hey maybe you'll meet One Direction! If you do you'd better come visit me!" I laughed. "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." I got into my Jeep,even though it's February it's still warmish so my doors and my top are off on my Jeep. I drove to Ed's house, anxiety built with every mile. I just walked in. "Edward?" I called climbing the stairs. I pushed his bedroom door open, "Eddie?" I gasped. His eyes snapped up to mine. A girl had her hands wrapped in his blonde hair,and her lips locked on his. But he pushed her off. No. It's not possible. He was with Chelsea. The school slut? Of ALL people? The tears spilled and I ran out of his house ignoring his cries for me to come back. I threw myself in the Jeep and hit the steering wheel. I rested my head on it crying. Hurt,anger,despair,sadness,betrayal, shock and disbelief ran through me all at once. I knew it was stupid to sit in his driveway cause I know he's gonna come out here, but I couldn't see through my tears, and figured if just be a hazard on the road. I smelled his cologne before I heard him. He always smelled so good, like Hollister. But now all it did was make my stomach flop and my heart ache. "Lyddi, let me explain..." He started. I cut him off," There's nothing to explain Edward! You chose that whore over me, I get it! I'm not blind. And you lost the right to call me 'Lyddi' when you kissed her!" I looked at him the tears still spilling over, silently. "I don't know what to do..." He mumbled. I pointed at the house," oh I'm sure you could find something to do and I'm sure she would not object! How could you do that! With HER? I don't want to hear it, none of it. You had a choice and you chose her." I sighed, "What a great going away present this is." I muttered. His blue eyes looked panicked. "What?" "I'm moving to London, Edward! My mom's company got relocated and I was coming here to tell you and break up, even though I didn't want to, but you seem to have saved me the trouble!" I snarled. He had the sense to look ashamed. "When are you leaving?" He asked softly. "Two weeks. Now get out of my Jeep! And stay the hell away from me." I snapped,and put on my aviators and put the key in to start it. He stepped out and before I could leave he ran around to my side. And twirled a piece of my hair with his fingers. He cupped the side of my face, and I tensed. "I'm so sorry. I'm not asking for a second chance, because you won't give me one and I don't deserve one, but I'll kick her out and won't invite her back in because she was a mistake. I'm going to miss you Lydia. I screwed up but, I'm gonna miss this. Us.," he pulled my sunglasses up on my head. "I'm going to miss your green eyes. I'm gonna miss your laugh, and your smile. And I'm gonna miss your daring side, and I won't ever forget you and how I failed you. So I guess this is goodbye, Lydia Hope Rane. I love you.," he turned to go, but turned back around. "Just tell me one thing before you go..." "What?" "I just wanna hear one more stupid, random fact about that boy band." He whispered. "They're recording a new album that'll be out in November. Maybe one of those songs will remind me of you and I'll cry but then I'll get angry and remember that you're the one that broke my heart. Oh yeah and Zayn? The hot one? Niall booty bumped him at a concert last night and he fell off the stage, and I laughed my ass off. Satisfied?" I put my sunglasses back down. "Lydia..."he choked out. But I left. Blasting One Direction and heart break songs the whole way. I drove an drove. Everything reminds me of him. All these back roads have memories. I finally went home and stomped upstairs. I threw myself on my bed, screamed into my pillow and proceeded to cry my heart out.