Please Remember Me

Amir POV

~4 years ago~

"So you telling me I look like a hooker?" Jordan laughed. She twirled around in this skimpy dress and sandals.

"Yes!" I laughed. She skipped back to her closet and pulled out another dress.

"Better?" She asked.

"Most definitely." I crossed my arms.

"My best friend's opinion counts a lot." She smiled sweetly.

"I love you girl." I said throwing a pillow at her.

"Not as much as I love you." She came and tackled me. We rolled around play fighting the whole night.

That's how things were until she up and left me our freshman year of high school.

I thought I was going to die without that girl. I told her all my secrets. I let her get close to me. Now I'm so cold hearted and don't trust a soul!

She left me! She didn't try to contact me! She even changed her number on me! What kind of best friend is that?!

I stood outside of her home as she came out with her last luggage and put it in her parent's car.

"So you're really leaving me." I put my head down.

"It's a long story Amir." She ran her hands through her curly hair.

Everyone god puts in my life gets taken away. I lost my grandma from lung cancer last year.

It's like god took an angel away from me. Since my grandma was the person I lived with I had to move back with my parents.

"Will I ever see you again?" I asked. She studied my face. Her dark brown eyes showed hurt.

"Hurry up Jordan." Her dad honked the horn and called.

"Please remember me." Was all she said before hopping in that silver Camry and leaving with her family.

I tucked my hands into my pocket and hung my head low. I promise from this day on I will never get so attached to a person. Not ever again.

Okay so you get the picture right? I am a senior now. The heart breaker at that.

I admit I have missed Jordan but I have to move on. Besides, she probably already got new friends and maybe even a boyfriend.

Jordan POV

I walked into the house from school. We had to recite every city on the west coast today. My World History teacher was out his rabbit mind! I wasn't about to do that mess.

"Ma! Da!" I called.

"We're in the dining room honey." Mom sang. I walked in and saw them sitting at the table.

Dad was reading a newspaper and drinking Starbucks. Mom was texting on her Android.

"Hey guys." I hugged them both.

"Your father and I have great news for you." She said excitedly. Oh gosh! I'm afraid to know.

My mom has a tendency of getting great news and bad news confused.

"Yea? What is it?" I sat down in the chair between them.

"Well my job is moving." Dad said.

"Why is that great news?" I shrugged.

"It's being moved to Chicago." He smiled. My mind went blank. Chicago is my hometown. Sooo many memories there.

So many lost files. I don't think I'm ready to face those things now. What if they don't accept the new me? I mean I have really changed! Im no longer the sweet and quiet Jordan anymore. I'm more outspoken and sociable. And plus I grew up to be a beautiful young lady.

"And this is great because...." I said looking at them both.

"You will get to see your hometown again." Dad smiled.

"And plus you can see Amir." Mom winked at me.

Gosh I knew they were going to say his name. I tried avoiding that name for 4 years. Do you know how hard that is?!

"Amir." I simply said. I haven't said that name in a while!

"Yelp I'm sure he misses you." Mom smiled.

I will never forget that pitiful look on his face once I left him that day. Gosh I won't be able to live with myself if I ever see him.

"He hates me." I said softly.

"Why would he hate you honey. You had to move." Mom wrapped her arms around me.

"Yea and if he was a real friend he would understand." My dad said sternly.

My dad has never really been close to Amir like my mom has. He thinks Amir and I were like a couple or something. I think he's just afraid to see his little girl grow into a young lady.

"I'm going to my room." I stood up and jogged up the stairs. Will he even remember me?!

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