By Monday I felt bad that I didn't talk to Wes all weekend. I ignored his texts and his calls. I was busy with homework. I planned to say. To busy for me? Is what he would've said.
I heard that Katie and Keaton went out together on both Saturday and Sunday. Am I a great match maker or what?
I skipped school today. I'm 'sick'. I got several texts from carter asking if I was ok. Yes, is all I replied.
The biggest question I've had to face these past two days is, is it worth even asking Wes the truth. I guess I knew a bit about his past but I never really knew for sure.
At 7:30 i get a knock on the door. It was either Wes or carter. Or perhaps one of my teachers coming to yell at me for missing yet another day if school, that's a lot of work to get done. Right now I would rather see one of my teachers.
I am really surprised when I open the door who's standing there.
"Drew" I say.
"Ella!" He says giving me a big bear hug.
I'm glad that its him whose come over. I really needed the hug he gave me.
"What are you doing here?" I ask closing the door behind him.
"Well, you left early on Friday, and by the way you didn't even get time to say hi to me"
"Yeah sorry about that, kinda had a lot on my mind. Did Laraine's award go well?"
"It did, it was fantastic, wish you could've been there to see it all though" he frowns
"Yeah again, I'm sorry I had a lot to think about, I would've just been a pain to everyone."
"Ella what's wrong, it's not like you to miss something like that"
"The homework is really getting packed up, and since I'm leaving in a couple of weeks I have to finish it all to a high standard" I say hoping he'll believe me.
"So why didn't you talk to anyone this weekend?"
"Distractions."
"Ella I saw carter talking to you before you left, what's going on?"
I sigh. I trust drew and he seems like the only person I would be willing to talk to.
"Drew, does wes.. Have a past, with uhh hooking up with girls.. And by hooking up I mean sleeping with them?"
Drew looks surprised. "Is this what this is about Ella? You're scared you're just another girl to him?"
"Sorta.."
"Ella I see the way he looks at you, he has never felt this way about any other girl, trust me on that one"
"That doesn't answer my question though, does he have a past with sleeping with girls?" I ask again
Drew looks at me. "Ella you already know the answer to that"
"Then confirm it"
"Yes he does."
I hold up the necklace that Wes gave me. "And this, am I the first one that's got it or is this kind of a regular gift to give?"
Drew walks closer to me to examine the necklace more. He smiles. "He gave that to you huh? I'm going to tell you this, Wes has only ever had one serious relationship before and that was with a girl called Danielle, he gave her a lot of things but nothing like that, so you should feel very special to get something like that" he smiles.
After he says this I don't feel special. I feel like the worst girlfriend ever for judging him on his past. So what if he slept around when he was younger. He doesn't now and that's all that should matter right?
"I'm an idiot aren't I?"
"No you're not Ella, I just don't think you're appreciating him as much as you think you are, you have to understand that he's a guy, we screw up and if you haven't noticed we don't think as much as girls, 99 percent of the time we feel exactly the same as girls but we just don't know how to express it like girls want us to, there are some guys who nail it but the rest of us are still learning, you just have to give us a chance"
Drews right. When is he not right? I can't over think things.
"You're right, thanks"
"Are you going to call him?"
"Not now, I think I'll go see him after school tomorrow, he deserves a full explanation"
"Do you want me to tell him?"
"Nah it'll be fine, but seriously, thanks drew I really needed to talk to someone"
Drew wraps his arms around me so tight I struggle to breathe.
"Anytime kid"
I walk out him out to his car. Before he gets in he points to my necklace.
"It's a one of a kind that necklace"
I instantly start smiling. I hold it in my fingers and bite my lip.
"Given to me by someone who's one of a kind" I mumble
"What was that?"
"Nothing" I smile
Drew smiles. He heard me I know he did.
"Look after that" he says
"I will, don't worry"
"Bye Ella"
"Bye drew"
I watch his car until it disappears then I go back inside. I've seriously gotten lucky by having Wes. I don't appreciate him as much as I should.
Once I'm ready for bed I climb in and scroll through my twitter. I search up Wes' name and start looking through his tweets. It sounds weird but I can't help myself.
I stop myself at one tweet that has an Instagram link.
"Tweet from @wesleystromberg: wish I went here earlier"
As soon as I see the picture I know what he means. It's the swing set Wes and I first met at, the one he said he'd meet me at but never came. Usually I would feel hurt seeing this place. But things are so different now. I'm so glad Wes didn't go back that day, two months ago I wasn't saying that. But what would've happened if he did? I don't think me and him meeting again at a place where our careers are about to start is a coincidence. I need him, if I didn't have him, my life would be the same as its always been. Lonely and dull. There's no doubt that he makes it brighter, and because of him I don't feel so alone anymore.
I tweet back to him "@Ella_Somulton: @wesleystromberg I am so glad you didn't. I'm glad you talked to me at the auditions though, even if I was pretty stubborn ;) "
I need him, and that's just the way it is.
A/N: ugh I couldn't resist I just had to update for you all!! Hahaha so it seems from the last chapter you all don't like carter? Well the majority of you all anyway hahaha aww poor carter!! I love reading your guys' feedback so just keep commenting!!
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FanfictionElla Somulton is 17 when she first meets Wesley. He seems like someone she could really have something with, but when she waits for him for 3 months and he still doesn't come, she decides to just give up on him. But where's Wesley? Why didn't he com...