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Nayeli's POV ( present time, 17 years old)
I can still see his face, even when he is gone. The way his deep blue eyes lit up whenever he smiled.
Or the way his dark brown hair had the most adorable cow lick. That time is gone now. He is gone now.
'Stop saying that Nayeli,' I told myself. 'You left him.'. No matter how many times I told myself that, I still
couldn't get over the sickening truth of the situation.
I remember it like it was just yesterday when he was holding my hand. Now, my hand lay empty at my
side, while I stare mindlessly at the ceiling of my bedroom. My green walls remind me of him. Green was
his favorite color. I sighed to myself, because no one was there to hear me. 'Why can't I stop thinking
about you Konor?' 'Because you love him you idiot.' Great, now I'm talking to myself.
I slowly sat up, and tried to think of at least one thing that could get my mind off of him. Oh, I know, I'll
write something. That way I can make someone else have problems. Or maybe I would read about
somebody else's problems. 'maybe you should solve your own problems.'
"Ugh, I have to stop doing that." I spoke out loud, I hated talking to myself.
I stood from my bed and walked to my stereo to turn it on. 'I'll sing about other people's problems."
Just then, 'I need you now,' by Lady Antebelum came on. I urged the volume
up and started to sing as loud as I could. I was home alone, so I didn't care if anyone heard me. I just
needed to burn off some energy.
Konor's POV (present at 17 years old)
I walked past her house, and I could hear the music blaring from her bedroom window. 'God I miss her.'
I said to myself. She always new how to cheer me up when I was upset about something, I don't
understand what happened. I was happy, and I thought she was happy, but I guess I was wrong. Once
again, a sigh passed threw my lips. The lips that had once kissed her. The lips that had asked her to
dance when I first saw her.
********(flash back Konor and Nayeli both are 14) still konor's POV
So here I was at this stupid homecoming dance thing. Most of us freshmen were cowering away by
the walls, inconspicuously. I guess the upperclassman didn't get the memo about actually "dancing",
because what they were doing on the gym floor was not what I considered dancing. I was searching for
some of the friends I had made during the first few weeks of school, and that's when I spotted her. It was
cliche, but when I saw her, everything seemed to turn to slow-motion. She was laughing at something,
and her smile seemed to radiate across the gym. Then she looked right at me, with the smile still on her
face. I quickly looked away, with a slight blush creeping up my neck.
