Indecisive 2 (Sequel)

Behind the Scenes of Indecisive

Prenote:

Hey sorry if you clicked on this thinking it was a chapter.

The idea for Indecisive all started with a little something I wrote a year ago. My reason for posting this is so you can see where pieces of the story came from, the ideas for main scenes, specifically the intro chapter but also in how Whitney feels whens he sees Harry again. Maybe this can even help you figure out where to start if you want to write a story :)

None of this is edited by the way, it's taken straight from what I wrote. So please excuse the cheesiness. Enjoy. xx

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Staring out the window of the car I didn't know. I didn't know that I would have to wait a year before I saw you again. I didn't know we would get to know one another, but only as friends. I didn't know one day you just wouldn't show up and I would overhear from someone else that u had to quit. I didn't know that from that day on every birthday or wishbone at thanksgiving I would wish to see you again someday. But most importantly of all, I didn't know that one day that wish would come true.

February 27th, your birthday which I clearly remember since it's only one day before mine. November, the month we first met. Just days later we talked for over an hour on the way back from the airport and it seemed like we were the only people in the car. All I can remember now from that day six years ago is that whatever we talked about made me laugh and blush until my cheeks turned bright red.

They say things happen when u least expect them to, but I didn't fully believe that until I experienced this firsthand. I had a lot on my mind that day, and even now I'm still not sure what exactly made me turn around. All I can seem to come up with is that I subconsciously recognized your voice, or maybe it was just a feeling. Like your close in the sense that you are two feet away but the distance becomes insignificant if you don't know I'm there. All you have to do now is just look up. But that appears to be the obstacle.

Forming thoughts into words, words into sentences, and putting all of that to action would have been a lot easier if my heart wasn't pounding so uncontrollably loud in my chest and my throat didn't feel like it was in my stomach. As much as I wanted to just say anything to keep you there for just a little longer, I didn't. I should have, and I regretted it after I realized you weren't standing there where you once were, anymore. I kept searching hoping you were just around the corner, but you weren't. The truth is, I didn't know where you were.

Stupid. That's what I was. Who walks away from the moment they've been dreaming about, just when it becomes reality? Me, that's who. A second chance wasted, but I bet you wouldn't believe me if I said I got a third to. Well I did, and I managed to throw that chance away to. I guess I should start at the beginning of that chapter now that I've told you how it ends.

An hour after I thought I saw you for the last time. An hour after I thought I blew my last and final chance. An hour after I realized everything could have changed, but nothing actually changed at all. Disbelief, hope, and nervousness all rushed through my body. Don't stare I told myself, but how did I know for sure it was you? Glance your way, you walk by unaware. I forget how to breathe. Why won't you just notice me? I take a deep breath and the song 'Feel Again' comes on "it's been a long time coming since I've seen your face." That's when I knew, without actually knowing, I just knew.

It was you at the other end of the room and we were once again separated by the same obstacle. An obstacle I wouldn't overcome that day.

So now all I need is a forth chance. I know three is all you're supposed to get but if fate brought us together on that day, twice, I have to believe I will get another opportunity. I know telling your wish is supposed to keep it from becoming true too, but you need to know that this Thanksgiving was no different from the last. Wishing we will meet again someday. Wishing that fate has a plan for us. Wishing that I will get that forth chance someday.