Remember Our Love

Chapter 6: I found you

Jack's P.O.V.

Did she just do that? I have to admit she's good but I'm better. It's the start of teasing wars. We definitely need a better name though but back to my master plan. I'm just going to tease her until she breaks but the hard part is that I'm going to have resist her at the same time. Why does she have to be so..... so..... good looking. Damn!

I snap out of my thoughts when I hear a flirty whistle coming from an old lady who just crossed the street. I looked down and I realized that I'm just in a towel and I'm literally still outside my house. This so embarassing! I get back in and bow my head in embarrassment. I hear a sound so I look at my window and see Laura laughing her head off at what previously happened. She saw the whole thing. She just made this a thousand times harder. I have to admit though, it was pretty funny.

~The next day~

I wake up to a knock in my door. I usually sleep in my boxers with no shirt so that's what I wear when I wake up. I was too lazy to put on a shirt and some pants or at least fix my hair. It must the mailman and there is no shame if it's guy to guy but it wasn't a guy. I open the door to see Laura.

"Hey, goodm-" she got cut off when she saw me like this. This is so easy and I didn't even do anything yet. I didn't know that I would start the plan so early in the morning. I mean, what can she expect? Most guys just sleep in their boxers so I wonder why she's not shocked or why would she wake me up this early. It's a good thing that I have an evil plan. I slowly approach her and go near to her face. I hear her gulp, she's resisting but not for long.

"Are you okay?" I whisper so close to her face. She can feel my breath on her lips. That's how close we are. Her breath quickened, it is working.

"I-I'm f-fine" she stuttered. Jackpot!

I put my hand on her forehead to pretend like she has a fever. I put my right hand on the side of her neck and the left one on her cheek. She puts her hand over my left and she grabs the arm of my right. She looks at my eyes. I wasn't even playing anymore and neither is she, this is really us.

Those eyes. Those light brown chocolate eyes or rather hazel eyes. I see happiness, hope and love and so much more emotions but really hard to identify. They just stare back at me and I can't help it. I didn't kiss her and I probably shouldn't but I went closer until her forehead was touching mine. She takes at deep breath and I did too.

Laura's P.O.V.

Should I do this? Should we do this? Should this happen again? Should I believe in love again? What if my heart gets broken again? What if he doesn't feel the same way? What if I ruin our friendship? What will happen after this? Should I let love into my life and heart?

The questions all run through my head. I see Jack leaning towards me about to capture his lips with mine. As much as I want to, I can't. I don't want to become heartbroken again. I had to push away my feelings so I could rotate my head so he ended up kissing my cheek. He knew that I turned away. When I look at him, those eyes are no longer the same. They now show sadness, regret, false hope, and a broken heart. They're no longer those light brown chocolate eyes that show life.

He shakes his head probably embarrassed because I didn't kiss him. He just technically showed that he has feelings for me.

"I t-think you s-should l-leave." He said stuttering because I know that tears are coming even for me.

"Jack please l-"

"Leave." He said cutting me off. I slowly walk off his porch as he enters his house. I enter mine and look through the window. The window may be dusty but it's clear enough to see what he's doing. He sits on his couch not noticing me because his head in between his hands and he's elbows are on his thighs. He looked up slightly but not to the point where he could see me. He's just looking straight ahead. I don't understand how he doesn't see me in his peripheral vision. I could see that he has red eyes and he wipes his eyes with his sleeves and sniffles. He stands up and leans on the counter. I could still see him from here.

"IDIOT!" He shouts loudly that I can hear it from next door. It caught me off guard that I jumped and flinched slightly from shock. Instead of trashing his place or hitting a wall to get his anger out like I though he would, he looked at photo and shook his head. When he changed his angle, I was able to see the photo. It was a photo that I would never expect him to have with him at all.

It's him. It was him this entire time. He was the one I was waiting for. He was the reason I still had hope. I can't believe that he was right in front of me this entire time. That was the exact picture we had when we went on a date at the carnival. That explains why everything was always so familiar with him. His looks, his personality, the way he acts with me and the way my day brightens up when I see him.

Unfortunately, my hopes suddenly got destroyed and my heart got crushed when he shook his head and turned on the fire from the stove. He lit the picture and left it on the sink leaning on the counter across from it watching the flames slowly burn the picture. So it's true, he gave up all hope on us. I guess that it's partly my fault.

Jack's P.O.V.

I lit the picture up and stared at it. That fire was the passion behind Laura and I's love. It weird how they're both named Laura so you could get confused on whom I'm actually talking about but I'm talking about the one I left 5 years ago. I lit the photo because I give up on love. I went back her to find the missing piece of me but she's not here. I found a new love that I could make me happy but rejected me. Love just doesn't work for some people. Love doesn't work for me. Might as well give up on it that be disappointed in the future again.

It was just ashes left. Like me, I'm just an ash. I'm the remainder of a fire. The fire completely destroyed me and this is what is left of me. I open the faucet and wash the ash off. I look in the mirror and see the window. I looked at it and I see Laura watching me this entire time. I shake my head at her and close the blinds. Now she knows how much rejecting me actually hurt me. It's just morning and I'm already having a rough day.

I lean my back on my couch and I look at window to make sure that Laura's not looking. I lean back and I sigh.

"Why is love so difficult?" I ask myself over again. I think for an answer but I can't find one. People say fairy tales exist but why can't I have one.

I actually decide to get ready. I eat my breakfast first, nothing big. Just PB&J. I hop on to the shower and wash my body and stress off. I stay there for around 30 minutes just so I can relax. I decided to wear black jeans, a white shirt with a black jacket and my black and white converse. I fix my hair so it can at least look a little decent.

I exit my house and lock the door. I put my hood on and just walked around. I stopped at this park. There were so many kids playing, parents smiling and watching them, birds chirping. I decided to at least try to brighten up my day. I take off my hood and walk around and sit on a bench. I just sigh. This is the perfect time to think, so peaceful and nothing is bothering you.

I realized that I shouldn't have been so cold to Laura. I can't force her to like me. She just doesn't like me but at least we still have our friendship. I have to apologize. I jog to her house and knock on her door. I hope she opens it.

She opened it. She had red, puffy eyes, dry tear marks and she looked bad. I caused this. I feel so guilty.

"Hey...." I greet her.

"H-hey" She replied emotionless

"Listen, I'm sorry. I can't force you to like me and I'm sorry telling you leave." I apologize.

"Jack Anthony Anderson." She said

"Uhh... Yeah." I say confused.

"Do you know my name?" She asks.

"Yeah, you're Laura. I don't know your last name or middle name through." I reply.

"My name is Laura Mary Walker." She said. I froze. It's her. It's been her the whole time. I found her. I finally found her.

"It's y-you." I say.

"Jack, it's me." She says.

"I found you." I say as I pick her up and spin her around.

"You found me." She says as she tears up.

I kiss her. After all this, I finally kiss her. She has no hesitation to kiss back. I finally found her, the reason why I came back. Everything's finally okay. Or that's what I thought.