Forever Unstoppable - Hot Chelle Rae FanFic

Chapter 59

“The distance is what’s killing me..”

-ELEANOR’s POV-

My days were numb and routine. Loneliness never left my mind; my parents were always away at work, plus why would I want to see them? Ryan was so busy now, always recording songs or in a meeting with the record company. So I got up at 6 every morning, got ready and went to school. After school I came back and if I was lucky, I would get to talk to Ryan; who was still miles away so it wasn’t the same.

Every single phone call and text made this worse. Each one pierced my heart again and again and again. I was never hungry anymore, my parents were too busy to notice. My sleep was interrupted constantly by nightmares, and waking up alone in my bed reminded me that Ryan was not just up getting a glass of water.

I wasn’t myself, I was breaking, again. Ryan made me happiest. He was so caring and loving while also being such a tease and fun. Every time I looked in the mirror I saw a girl, with purple heavy bags under her eyes, an ever dropping frown, and maybe some fresh scars on her wrists. Each line for maybe for her father, her mother. Her new school, the old cramped bedroom. All the things that were dreadfully keeping her locked up in this all too familiar town.

Now I was on my balcony, wrapped in a teal blanket sitting on my white wooden bench. I mentally noted that it had been two weeks since I left Nashville.

The stars were out as always, some twinkling so bright they almost hypnotized you. And this is what I did, every night. I always sat curled up with a blanket in the chilly autumn air, and waited for Ryan to call me, or get the text saying he can’t.

The past few days he had been seeming strange, I always knew when he was up to something. The smile you could her in his voice, his random giggles, him keeping random secrets.

As my thoughts overtook my conscious I became alarmed when my phone finally rang. Ryan’s name and picture appeared on the screen.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Remember when I asked you to run away with me?” he asked randomly. I did remember, that afternoon on the hill in the park.

“Yeah,” I sighed.

“Just curious… what’s your answer now?”

“That I don’t want to go to this dumb school, and running away with you sounds like the best thing that could happen right now.”

He laughed and simply said,”You’re looking at the stars.”

I did this every night and he knew this I assumed.

“Yes, are you?” I giggled for once.

“Yup!”

“Where has the record company sent you now?” I sighed.

“Somewhere…” and this is where he would get secretive.

“Dammit Ryan! Why can’t I know?!”

“You look beautiful tonight… that teal blanket looks comfy,” he said.

“Ryan Follese, stop trying to change the subject, I —- wait, how do you…?”

I looked around and finally noticed the bright red mini-cooper parked on the street in front of my house. My front lawn was so big, it seemed so far away.

And then I saw him. In ripped jeans of course and a tight black leather jacket leaning against the car, smiling ear to ear.

“Ryan..” I whispered, believing I was hallucinating.

“Hey gorgeous,” he laughed, staring to walk the length of the front yard. I watched his every single step while my hands covered my mouth in disbelief. I was shaking my head, tears began to fall as I was not prepared for this.

It was him, Ryan. He was here, almost in front of my balcony now.

Once he stood beneath me, I managed to speak.

“Ryan… you’re h-here!”

I rushed inside, the blanket flying behind my like a cape as I gripped it tight still over my shoulders.

I fumbled down the stairs, almost falling on my face and then got stopped by my mother in my face. The front door was right behind her… and out there to the left would be Ryan, actually here.

“Did you get your homework done?” my mom asked.

“No, but—”

“Then why are you rushing to get out of the house? It’s a Thursday.”

“Ummm, I just need some fresh air?”

“Well you can get some air on your balcony!”

“But mom, I—”

“Homework. NOW.”

She nudged me back up the stairs and right as I left her sight I sprinted back to my room and pushed myself against the railing once more, to see Ryan still standing where I left him. Oh dear lord, this wasn’t a dream?

“My mom won’t let me out!”

“Okay then..” he smiled and proceeded over to the fence of flowers that ran up the side of my wall next to my balcony.

Oh jeeze this was so cliche….

I ran over to the left corner and gazed at him as he climbed his way up. “You are so stupid!” I smile.

He laughs and has finally almost reached the railing. I hold down my hand and his warm one grips my forearm, sending shivers down my spine. He was really here, right in front of me, touching me.

He pulled himself over the stone railing and fell onto me, knocking us both to the floor of the balcony laughing hysterically.

We laid side by side and I took his face in my hands and marveled at it. It seemed like I hadn’t seen this man in years and he was right here, right here.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” I grin, letting more tears fall, happy tears.

“I missed you like crazy, I couldn’t stand it!” he said.

I let out a laugh and kissed him. I kiss him again and again because I’ve been so deprived of receiving these gifts of affection. He pulls back and gently kisses my nose, and I feel like I am at home again. I take in his smell and just the overall sight of this handsome man I get to call mine.

He pulls me close and kisses my neck passionately. “Let’s run away…” he whispers.

“Yes please,” I squeak quietly, innocently.

We get up in a flash and suddenly we are throwing random articles of clothing into a duffle bag. I can’t stop smiling, and I look over at him as he’s looking at me and he’s smiling too. We connect and kiss again, this closeness so dearly missed.

I grab the bag and haul it over the railing as hear it land with a thump on the grass below.

“Only one way down,” he smirks. After some scratches and missteps we are down on the ground, feeling like prisoners escaping which we might as well should be.

We’re then running hand in hand to the car as I hear my name being called behind me. But I don’t look back, why would I want to? We’re now in the car spedding down the road…

He suddenly pulls over under a random street lamp and leans over to me. His warm familiar lips touch mine like static and we make out like lovers seperated for years. Tongues play games and fight for dominance as our hands feel each other’s cold skin, as goosebumps rise from the sensation.

“I can’t believe we;re doing this,” I giggle, my forehead against his. I smile from the adrenaline coursing through my veins and embrace him.

“I love you Ryan, thank you for saving me.”

“Anytime,” he smirks. And we drive….