Aria Watson:
Minutes became hours, hours became days and days became weeks. I hadn't seen nor heard from Sebastian in three weeks. I couldn't stand the guilt any longer, so I told Lucas the truth. We haven't officially broken up, but I haven't heard from him since summer began.
I continue to remind myself that it was a simple mistake, soon we'll get over it. But it wasn't a mistake. I fell for a boy, a boy who then fell for me. It was bound to happen, wasn't it?
It was a kiss, a small touch of the lips. That small piece of affection caused Lucas to hate me, and Sebastian to forget about me. Has he really forgotten? Maybe this has been on Sebastian's mind through these few weeks as well.
If that was really true, he would have talked to me by now.
I grip my cup, taking a sip of my coffee. I lay my head back onto the booth, sighing softly. I turn on my iPhone for a brief moment. Four thirty.
I'm surprised they haven't kicked me out by now. I've sat in Loca for about three hours. I've ordered a total of two coffees, one latte and a small piece of chocolate cake. When I'm not with Maya and Shane, or on the soccer field, I'm sitting here. Great start to my summer, eh?
I browse though Instagram, then snapchat and finally wound up lurking through my old text messages. It breaks my heart to read my texts with Lucas, but even more so with Sebastian. When did I get myself into this whole mess?
It feels as if I've known Sebastian for years, but it's only been a couple months. I close my eyes, flashbacks entering my mind.
Why did I sit next to him? I could have chosen any seat, yet I decided to sit next to Sebastian Peters on that first day of science. Was it fate? Yeah, only I am stupid enough to believe it's fate.
I press 'call' and hold my phone up to me ear. Come on, come on.
It rings once, then twice, then three times. I begin to loose all hope. Before I can end the call, his voice fills my ears. "Aria Watson." Is all Lucas says.
I breathe in and out before speaking. "I miss you," I close my eyes.
"And you think I don't miss you?" He sighs.
"I want to see you, I want to talk, I want to explain myself. You understand how truly sorry I am, don't you?" I ask softly.
"I know, I do know Aria. I'm just not ready for this conversation, or this pain right now," He huffs. "Can we please talk some other time?"
"When, Lucas? When are we ever going to talk? You have been my best friend since first grade. I'm loosing you." I stand from my seat and swing my purse over my shoulder. I make my way out the door, waving at the owner before I leave.
He sighs hopelessly. "Aria, you're not loosing me. I'm just not ready to talk yet."
"Please, Lucas." I beg.
"I've got to go," He says quickly, and ends the call. A loud beep fills my ears. I close my eyes tightly, avoiding the urge to cry or scream.
I tuck my phone into my back pocket and continue walking up the street.
I haven't heard his voice in so long. Why pick up if he knew what I was going to say? Why did he pick up if he knew he wasn't ready to talk? Why do that to me?
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Saving Sebastian
Teen Fiction"I don't need saving." He spit at the ground. I had never met anyone like Sebastian. "We're friends, whether you like it or not." I cross my arms over my chest. "This is one odd friendship." He rolls his eyes. Sebastian was right. It was one odd...
