Falling (in love/apart) [Completed & EDITING]

Crying And Writing Chapter 4

I was so glad I didn't see James at school, because i was so nervous about tonight that I wouldn't know what to say to him. when I came home from school I took a shower, trued to make something descent out of my hair, did my nails, well tried to because I suck at putting on nail polish, and then came the hard part: clothes. I had no idea what to wear! Should I go fancy with a dress and heels? or casual with a jeans and simple t-shirt? Dark or bright colours? With or without accessories? Oh god there is so much to think about! Sometimes I wish I was a boy! I looked at my phone, damn it, 6 already? I ran downstairs and opened the door, and it was my mom with a bag of groceries in her hands, but when she came in I saw James, helping my mom with the bags. He is such a gentleman.

"Wow, you look great Dylan!" I couldn't hide my smile.

"Thanks, you too." I tried to act cool, it didn't really work. I decided to go fancy, but not too much: a pretty top with a skirt and high heels (with all-stars in my bag).

I sat down on the motorcycle behind him and held his waist, it felt so right, the only problem was that my hair looked horrible when I got there.

The whole time he was so sweet, he bought me a hotdog and a drink, and held my hand when I was nervous before going on a rollercoaster. It doesn't latter on how many rides I go I will always be nervous.

The annoying part was that he would always let go of my hand when we got of the ride. I loved it when he held my hand, it felt like our hands were made for each other.

After going on a couple of rides we sat down on a bench and talked for a while, until:

"James baby! Is it you?" An annoyingly good looking girl came running towards us.

"Ashley?" James looked confused and so did I.

"Hey gorgeous how are you?" She smiled and hugged James and gave me a cold look.

"Who is this?" She asked.

"This is, ehm, this is,..."

"Hi I'm Dylan." I finished his sentence and looked angry at him.

"What are you doing here handsome?" Why did she keep calling him gorgeous and handsome? it annoyed me.

"Me and Dylan just bumped into each other."

That hurt. It felt like my heart dropped to my stomach.

"Yeah, I was just about to leave." I looked at James and walked away.

I didn't know how I would get home, but I was sure it wouldn't be with him.

"Dylan wait!" I heard James calling me but I didn't turn around, I just kept walking.

"Please let me explain!" He kept screaming.

"What is there to explain? You're ashamed of me and don't want to be seen with me, I get it." I turned around and he was really close to me.

"Please forgive me Dylan what I said was stupid!" He looked really upset.

I didn't say anything. I was about to continue walking but then he pulled me back and kissed me. When he realised what he was doing he stepped back. We looked at each other, I pulled his shirt and kissed him back. He moved his hands to my waist and I put mine on his shoulders. His lips were so soft and gentile. It was perfect, he was perfect.

"I forgive you this time, but don't think that every time I'm mad you can just kiss me." I tried to stay serious but after a kiss like that I just couldn't hide my smile.

He held my hand and we started walking to his motorcycle.

"So who was she?" I had to ask.

"Our parents are really good friends." He said it with no emotion. I stopped talking because I saw he didn't want to talk about it.