After you

Meeting you

I wake up to the irritating sound of my alarm, my blonde messy hair falling out of place and my clothes slipping down my waist. "COME ON AURA FOR THE LAST TIME WERE GONNA BE LATE" I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom, maybe my dreaming got a little bit out of hand. I brush my teeth and slip on my skirt and long sleeve shirt. I grab my glasses and tie my hair in a messy bun. I run out the door and head straight to my class. I sit in a random seat and put my book down "Mmm, the Great Gatsby you have good taste" my eyes look up to see this dreamy boy sitting beside me.

"Nate..."
"Oh so you do know my name. Why'd you tell me you didn't know earlier by the lake"

I forgot to mention. Before I left the lake I met this annoyingly handsome man taunting me in a respectful way. His ocean blue eyes peaked into my notebook revealing my thoughts. I start blushing again just as I did by the lake.

"I think you have a class to focus on" he smiles and looks down at my lips. " yes I suppose we do." I try focusing on my work but I simply can't. My eyes wander around the room simply losing myself in his dreamy voice as he answers the question. His eyes wander to my notebook.

"Class dismissed " I begin to pack up my things still holding on to the fact that my future soulmate sat next to me. He peers into my sketch book. So— do you still have my drawing Princess.
My pupils dissect and I lose my breath. I pack up the rest of my things. "I've gotta go I'm-sorry"
I run of to my quiet place Ofcourse.

The things is my father has always been into drugs and self medicating, not to follow his footsteps but when my mother died I got into drinking and I started an addiction. I've been through shit no one has seen. And I don't plan on showing them. I've never really trusted anybody. Not because I don't trust them but because I simply don't trust myself. Nate runs after me I sit wondering at the lake alone again thinking of all the shit I've been through. Teardrops fall from my eyes I don't want to be hurt again. No one will ever love me. I think everyone is a liar. Or at least I tell that to myself to make me feel better. The first time I was lied to was when I turned 17. After that I've never let anyone in. I've always shut people out. No one ever loved me. I don't think anyone ever will.

"Aura!" "I was trying to find you"
"Nate! What are you doing here, your not supposed to be here"
"Aura I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you"
"Nate I'm sorry but please not right now."

In tears I walk away, I don't know what was wrong with me. I've been head over heels for him and now he's starting to get close to me and I push him away. That's what I do all that I'm good for. Literally nothing. How useless can a person be.