Behind The Camera Flashes❤

The Text

"So we won't be dating, sorry."

That text changed my life. It turned my world upside down. No emotion at all on his part. Obviously I knew we wouldn't be dating! He's 22! I'm only 19, my mom is still supporting me, so she won't let me be with him.

Ya know, I thought he was different! I thought he cared about me! I thought he understood me and loved me! Why would I think that? Well he did tell me all of those things, but why did I believe him? I'm so stupid! I guess I should've known. I mean, I've dated so many jackasses that love to break hearts, you'd think I would have know not to let anybody in again! Yet for some reason, I trusted Blake. Hannah told me not to, yet I still did.

The second we started talking four years ago, I was head over heels falling for him. I never thought be would tell me be liked me back, but a year ago, he did. And now this crap!? I knew we would never be together anyways but I still had hoped.

I read and re read that text over and over again for two days straight, before I finally decided to do something.

Drying my eyes with the back of my hand, I picked up my white iPhone and unlocked it. I continued to sniffle as I dialed my favorite number, Louis'. Hitting send I raised the phone to my ear and tried to steady my breathing. It rung four times before I heard another voice on the other end.

"Hey Niki! What's up?" He said cheerfully, with the noise of other voices in the background in my ear.

"Um, nothing, nothing much.." I stuttered and felt a few warm tears make their way down my cheek bone and fall from my chin.

"Are you alright?" He said urgently, "Boo, what's going on? Is Hannah okay?!" He rushed out, the worry clear in his accent. I smiled and licked my dry lips to prevent cracking.

"Yes lou, Hannah is fine, I'm just not." I admitted, regretting it as soon as it was out.

"Oh no what happened? Tell me everything, don't leave out a single detail! You know what, save it. I'm on my way, your coming over! Bye boo love you!" He said rather quickly. The line went dead after his little speech, not even giving me a chance to respond, or cancel. I sighed and got out of bed. Looking in my big round mirror on my white desk, I saw I didn't have any makeup on, as I had cried it all off the last couple days. My hair was a rats nest, so I threw it in a bun and left my face makeup less. I changed my pajamas to pink flannels, as I hadn't worn anything but my spandex sense I recieved that deadly text. My t-shirt was spongebob of course. My eyes looked tired, with the bags lying underneath, crying for sleep. Every time I fall asleep I have nightmares. I'm too afraid now.

Just a few minutes later I saw a car pull up from my moms house. Technically it was my parents, but my dad is on business trips constantly so it's more of my moms territory. I left the house, shutting the door behind me and locking it. I hopped down four easy steps down from my brown porch and climbed into the black minivan.

"A minivan? Really lou?" I asked. He has enough money to buy a hundred sports cars and he gets a MINIVAN. Wow.

"I don't want the paps to follow me and start a rumor were dating." He said, pulling out of my gravel driveway.

"Alrighty" I trailed off. It felt good talking to him. He's the only person other than Hannah that I can trust. I thought Blake fell in that category as well, but I guess not.

"So, do you want to tell me what's got your mind rattled?" He asked, taking a peek at me from the corner of his eye, before his pupils returned to the road. I took a deep breath.

"Well, it's Blake." I said honestly. He chuckled, his white teeth showing.

"I knew it." He simply said, shaking his head.