Rowan's POV:
Its been exactly a week since I left that voicemail to Peyton. He hasn't called me, texted me, anything..I guess we really don't need to be with each other. He probably moved on, or just hates me all together. It hurts me to think that I, Rowan Blanchard and Peyton Meyer will only ever be friends, or just professional co-stars.
I want to call him again and see if he'll answer, but if he didn't answer to that voicemail then why would he answer to a simple call? I feel so stupid. To think that we could actually try and make us work. I mean, the least he could do is forgive me so we can be friends. Whether we're dating or not, we could still be friends. I mean, I wouldn't blame him if he was mad but still..
I stare up at the ceiling, listening to songs by Birdy and crying quietly. Not getting a call back, that was the edn of us. And I guess I'll just have to learn how to except that. I decide to text Tanner about the voicemail.
We talked for about 30 minutes or so. "I'm so sorry Rowan. I really thought that he would call. Maybe it's a misunderstanding or something," he told me. "I doubt it. Oh well, I have to get used to this. It hurts, but I have to. I-I'm just gonna go. Thanks for listening and being there for me Tanner."
"Of course. Call me or text me if you need to talk alright?" "I will, thanks again. Bye." I hung up the phone and grabbed the stuff giraffe. This means nothing now. It's just a stuffed animal. A present. No sentimental meaning, just like all of the other memories.
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Welcome Home Beautiful (Book 2)
FanfictionThis is a sequel to Off-set relationship Rowan moved to Florida to be with her cancer filled dad until the show started once again. The last time she saw Peyton was at the airport the day she left. She's coming back home after almost 3 years to be i...
