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Chapter 10: The Move

After my last day of school it was just horrible. I was up all night packing and crying. I just wanted to throw everything away I couldn't stand the sight of anything. Finally everything was packed and I threw it into the moving truck. I headed back inside and cried my eyes out. Laying there thinking what the hell am I going to without him? 

*my dream that night* 
Walking into school no one was there but there were rose petals on the floor. I followed them all the way around the school grabbing notes and gifts from him. I finally got to the gym with 16 roses and 16 notes. I walk in the gym and I broke down in tears. He had set up my perfect idea of a date in the gym. I walked down the stairs and kissed him. He stepped back started to cry got down on 1 knee and asked me to marry him. I cried even harder and said yes. 
I sat up in bed happier than ever but the reality hit me and I remember I'm moving.

My mom woke me up and it was time to leave. We finished packing the car and the moving truck and I got in the car. Watched out the window looking at the house knowing it's no longer my house anymore. On the car ride back I started the draw mine and Logan's name making it really cool so I could color it. I took extra time drawing his name looking at the flower he drew me. I was thinking the whole way there. Only time I talked was to tell my mom what I wanted to eat. 

*my thoughts on the car way to Indiana*
What am I going to do without him? Am I going to be able to do this? Am I going to able to be happy again? Should I move on or wait? Will I like my new school? Will I be able to start over? Start fresh with my reputation? 
As I break down in tears. 

-Logans P.O.V.- 

I can't believe she left. I loved her and she left. I mean I know it was her fault, but still. I wish she didn't have to leave. She was my everything. What if she moves on? What if I lose her completely? Will I ever be able to move on from her? I only want her. She's amazing. She's an angel. She's my first real love. I wish she would have stayed. I wanted to be with her forever. I had a dream that I asked her to marry me, and she said yes. I wish that would've came true. Of course I will call her everyday I can. Talk to her as long as I can. 

I always think about her. I think about everything about her. The way she blushes when I say blush gun. The way she hugs and kisses me. I love the way she looked at me. I love her smiles. I love the way the few stands of hair falls in her face that makes me so much happy. If I could make all the pain and struggles go away I would. I wish I could convince her parents to stay. Would everything still be the same? Will I ever be able to move on?