Chapter 2
2 YEARS LATER...
Picture of Ryan (Multimedia) --->
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"Ryan, are you done yet?" I said impatiently, he was taking forever to make dinner. My mom was out of town, as usual, so he came over and hanged around.
"Damn it, Elora! You need to have more patience!" He said, raising his voice a little. Okay, how long does it take to cook pasta?!
I got up from the couch and saw him in the kitchen, trying to make pasta.
I laughed at how he was failing miserably, and kissed him.
"Ya know, I think we should just order pizza or something." I said, chuckling.
"Yes please!" He said, grabbing the phone and punching in the numbers. I left him in the kitchen ordering the food, and plopped back down on the couch turning the TV on.
I flip through some channels ignoring the scary ones. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I scream, and Ryan rushes into the living room.
"What, what?!?" He says, looking around the room with a worried look on his face.
"The Hunger Games is on! Come watch it with me!" I squeal, patting the spot on the couch, motioning for him to sit.
"Yeah, okay." He says, and sits down next to me. I snuggle next to him, and I lay my head on his chest. He strokes my arm and I whisper in his ear and say, "I love you." He just nods and stares at the screen. I end up falling asleep.
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"Hey! Stop eating my ice cream, you ass!" I scream at Ryan, as I wake up I see him eating my last skinny-cow ice cream sandwich.
"Sorry babe, you have the best ice cream and I couldn't help myself." He smirks and stuffs the last bite in his mouth. I sigh and get up from the couch, where I fell asleep last night.
"I gotta go to piano lesson today at eleven. Can you drive me?" I ask him, grabbing a banana and opening it.
"Sure." Ryan says, and kisses me. He snakes his arm around my waist, pulling me closer and into his chest. I break the kiss and go upstairs to find some clothes.
I throw on a black AC-DC t-shirt and royal blue skinny jeans. I grab my piano bag and go downstairs, telling Ryan to start the car.
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When we arrive at piano, I give him a quick peck on his lips and hurry inside.
When I get inside, I sit down in a chair and see I am alone. I take my phone out and see I'm really early. Like 20 minutes early.
I hear someone come in. I look to see who it is, and its Trevor James. What is he doing here? He was the sporty type, not musical type. Plus, he was a player, and the most popular guy in school, even since grade school. I've always had a crush on him (I still do) but I just moved on because I know he would never date me since I'm not popular.
"Hey, Trevor. What are you doing here?" I say, and he looks at me and smiles.
"Oh, hey, Elora! I'm just here for my guitar lessons... this is like, my second time." When he says, guitar, and realized he has a guitar case slung across his back. God he looks hot. Stop it Elora, you're dating Ryan!
Oh, whatever. Girls will be girls. A little fun can't hurt...
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A/N: oooh, what will Elora do? *evil grin* and, how will Ryan react?
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I Will Never Forget What You Did
Teen FictionAs Elora gets dumped by her love of her life, she moves on. But, her ex, Ryan, can't. He cheated on her, for no good reason, and wants her back. But Elora already found someone else. What will he do to get her back?
