a cowan story.
rowan had always been in love with him. but when things happen and feelings change, she realizes that the person she had least expected to end up with, is the person she actually loved.
started: 2 jan 2017
I swung open the door and saw Mum and Dad sitting on the couch.
I threw my bag and jacket into the floor by the door and sunk into the sofa, causing the both of them to jump a little.
"Rowan! How many times have we told you not to do that?" Mum half-joked, half-scolded.
We all laughed, recalling all the times I've done the exact same thing.
"Happy birthday sweetie," Dad opened up his arms and I hugged him.
Mum smiled and joined the hug. "Happy birthday, darling. I'm proud of you."
"Thanks, Mum and Dad. I love you guys so much," I smiled, hugging them even tighter.
After that, I pulled away and told them, "Well, I'm gonna go up to bathe and stuff!"
They nodded and I picked my bag up from the floor and rushed upstairs. I pushed open the doors and then sunk into my bed. "Ahh..." I was satisfied with today. No big celebration, but the little things everyone did for me was enough.
I smiled to myself, and then I got my phone out of my bag, wanting to check Instagram before I went for a bath.
Once I went into the app, notifications came rushing in. 100 new followers, 1000 new likes, tagged in 50 photos, and 578 new comments.
Most of them were fans, and I smiled at the edits they made me and all their wishes.
Then I went to Corey's profile. Ahh, he posted a picture of me and him on one of the days when we were filming! His caption included that he was proud of me. Aww, he's so sweet.
Then, I went on Sabrina's profile to see a picture of the two of us hugging. 'Love watching you grow' was in her caption. Awwwww, I gushed.
And then, Peyton. My heart was actually beating fast, afraid that I would see something I wouldn't want to, for example, him not posting for me.
I clicked on his profile and immediately refreshed it.
No.
Nothing.
I kept refreshing the page, and then came to my senses. He didn't post for me. It was close to midnight. And he didn't post for me.
I threw my phone onto the bed and buried my head in my pillow, screaming into it.
Why?
I then sat up slowly, sitting there for a while. Peyton was the only guy I've ever liked. He has been posting for me every year, what happened to this year?
I sat there, dumbfounded. I didn't know what to do. So I texted Corey.
