Easy To Love?

Chapter 1:

Have you ever loved somebody so much you can't imagine your life without them? Like when you are apart you feel as if a part of you is missing? And then when that person returns to you, you suddenly feel whole again? I used to feel like that.

Ryan and I met when we where both thirteen years old. I was starting a new school in London and he was chosen to show me around. I'm pretty sure I had an instant crush on him. Anyway, I had to sit with him at lunch (teachers orders,) and I was in everyone of his classes. I was 'shadowing' him as some people might call it.

After the first two weeks he didn't have to look after me anymore. I had made two friends, Rachel and Delilah, and I knew my way around school so he didn't have to look after me. We didn't stop hanging out though.

It was the third term of school when he asked me out. Rumours about him asking me out had been sweeping through year eight so I guess I was almost compared. When I said yes it was as if a huge weight had been lifted off the school. Rachel said "there was so much so much sexual tension between us it was unbelievable."

Sexual tension between thirteen year olds? Nice try Rachel.

Ryan and I going out was a big deal at first. We even had our own pet name. Arian. Aria and Ryan. Cute right?

It was so cute we where called Arian up until we where both sixteen. That's when it happened.

April 22nd. That's when it happened. It was my sixteenth birthday. I was waiting for him to arrive. I had bought tickets to go to see the musical WICKED. I know it was wrong to buy him a present on his birthday but his was six months away and I could get them cheaper at the time. I was having a disco party and I just remember my mum running in and pulling me out of the room and into the hallway. Her eyes where red and puffy and at first I thought my dad or a relative had died. What she told me was just as worse.

Ryan had committed suicide.

Apparently he wasn't happy at home with his mum and dad getting a divorce and I was so stupid that I didn't even see that he was depressed. I think he thought the only way to tell everyone that he wasn't happy was to end his life. It sure worked. As soon as he had passed his parents sorted out their issues and I realised what a terrible person I was.

I couldn't even realise that the person I love wasn't happy.

"Aria," Rachel called out softly knocking on my bedroom door. "Do you know what the date is?"

I rolled over in my bed, my eyes blocking from crying all night. How could I forget what today was?

"Yes," I croaked lifting my head from my pillow slightly. "It's October 22nd. Ryan's seventeenth birthday and the six month anniversary of his death." I heard my voice crack at the word death. I had been in mourning for the whole six months. It started off really bad but then it eased off a bit. I was just really emotional because of what day it was. Usually I would just be a bit quiet and out of it but today I was going to go back to mourning phase one. Crying my bloody eyes out.

"Can we come in?" I heard Delilah ask now. I nodded.

"Yeah."

The door opened and two people walked over to my side. I looked up at my friends faces and smiled.

"New hair?" I asked Delilah, referring to her newly dyed purple and pink hair. She nodded proudly and perched on my bed. I sat up slightly and dried my sticky eyes. Rachel leaned over and brush a piece of hair from my eyes. I smiled sadly and we sat their in comfortable silence.

The first to speak up was Rachel. "We where going to go to the old theatre today. They are letting dancers practice there now."

"Do you want to join us?" Delilah finished for her.

I gulped. I hadn't danced since Ryan had died. We used to go dancing every Saturday. Dancing was my passion. Note the was. Now it was just a ghost that played an important part of my past.

"No thank you." I mumbled playing with my thumbs aimlessly. My two best friends sighed.

"Please?" My blonde haired friended asked.

"You need to come. Dancing used to be apart of your Aria, maybe if we respark your love for it you will stop mourning over Ryan." My other friend said rubbing circles into my hand.

"Respark?" I giggled slightly.

"Fine rekindle!" She huffed. "The point is you need to come to dance practice with us."

I sunk into my bed covers. "But it's Ryan's birthday..." I trailed off.

"And he would want you to enjoy it." They said together. Giving up I let out a big sigh and pealed the covers off my pale body.

"Fine."

My best friends let out a whoop and left me to change in peace.

I put on a black leotard, a pineapple dance studio dance top and black leggings. I then tied my dark down hair into a pony tail and grabbed on my iPod off my bedside table. I picked up my ballet shoes that where hanging off my door and went down the stairs, no bothering to do my make up. I slipped on my black trainers and went outside to Rachel's car. My mum was at work and my dad was all the way in Scotland at the moment so I didn't have to leave a note or say goodbye before I left.

Delilah was in the passenger seat of the car so I got in the back and we set off to the theatre. Rachel didn't turn the radio on and I was glad. One of Ryan's favourite songs might had came on and I might of burst into tears.

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"I can't do this." I whispered as the three of us walked toward the London theatre entrance. "I haven't danced in six months, what about if I've forgotten how?"

Rachel laughed and put her arm around my shoulder. "You, forget to dance? No way."

Delilah nodded and I let a small giggle escape my lips. I leaned into Rachel as if she would protect me from all evil and we walked into the theatre. To my surprise it was completely empty. It was like a ghost town.

"I thought there would be more people." Delilah voices setting her dance bag by the side of the stage.

"Agreed." Rachel said doing the same thing. I set my bag on the floor by the door and

sat in the seats made for the audience. The two girls looked at me strangely.

"I'll dance later, I want to watch you two first." I told them. They nodded and Delilah turned her iPod on. Hip hop music came on and the two started the dance routine that they had been telling me about last week. I smiled slightly. Even if dancing couldn't be apart of me anymore, I was glad it could still be apart of them.

The dance was soon over. I clapped and they both took a small bow. Delilah suddenly shot up with panic in her eyes.

"Rachel," she gasped turning to the blonde girl beside her. "I left my phone in your car."

Rachel groaned and rolled her eyes. "Come on," she sighed. "Be right back Aria." I nodded and watched as they left the building. As soon as they where out the door another person walked in. He had short dark hair and wore all white. He climbed onto stage and got out his iPod. An unfamiliar song came of and he instantly began to dance. I was actually happy I wore dark clothing that day because it seemed as if he hasn't noticed me. And I wanted to keep it that way.

His dance was too beautiful to stop.