A Boy With Emotion

18. Confused Little Boy

18. Confused Little Boy

Skylar P.O.V

I guess I should wait till Dylan goes away and see what happens with Paul. I don't make the greatest decisions but I don't know any other.

Here I was smoking a cigarette with my boyfriend deep in my thoughts. He didn't even try to see if I was ok.

I guess Paul was my choice but not for another three days. It will be hard for me to break up with him before he leaves so maybe we'll drift apart.

I'm just hoping I'll get my chance to go with Paul once again. Dylan was a sweet heart but I just didn't know if I was in love with him. I knew for sure I was in love Paul. Don't get me wrong I do love him as a person but not as a partner.

I know me and Paul won't be together till the end but I still like him. I know he's done things that aren't ok but honestly we all make mistakes. The frustration is too much right now and I can't handle it. Maybe I need a little space.

Dad: Y are you not in class?

Me: threw up while walking mom said to lie down.

Dad: ok.

I guess this gives me a chance to go home and lay down and think things through. "I'm going home I'm a little sick." I said holding my stomach.

"Ok do you want me to walk you?" He simply asked. He stood up and left his hand out. "Sure." I grabbed his hand and hopped up. We walked toward the entrance of the trees we were at and started to walk to my house.

Dylan P.O.V

After I dropped her off I went back to school. Third period was pretty boring. Julie tried to talk to me but I turned her down.

I don't have time for the bullshit I've been dealing with. I need a break before I break. It was the last period of the day then I get to go home and do whatever.

The teacher just spoke about how you shouldn't let a guy break your heart so I played with the hem of my sweater. This was more exciting than whatever the teacher wanted to complain about.

I had my note book in front of me and decided to put it in my back pack. I wasn't using it and none of the boys were all the girls were taking notes on "how not to get your heart broken." I honestly forgot what class my last class was.

"This is so restarted." A boy scowled next to me.

"I thought falling in love was apart of life and getting your heart broken." I chuckled.

"Yeah I know. These girls are stupid if there listening to this teacher."

"Yeah your right." I chuckled even more. I didn't even realize what I just said when I looked in the corner of my eye. Julie. She wasn't writing in fact she was drawing. She had a thing for drawing really good.

The way her hand moved to make shapes and how easily she did it was beautiful and smooth. Her hair was in a ponytail and I could see her eyelashes and her nose. Her little nose.

I should probably stop. I was then looking at her lips remembering the night of prom. It was she was just ugh I don't know how to explain it. Fine I do I like her. In middle school I did think she was going to be my first girlfriend but she wasn't Skylar was.

Honestly I am truly happy but I wonder what would happen if I dated Julie.

• Sorry for this being super short I'm writing this right before I go into my math texting.
• Maybe tm I'll have a fiction story where Julie and him are dating? Hmm.
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