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Chapter 1

Heavyn's POV

I wouldn’t want to spend the last day of summer any other way. My iPhone hooked up to his car, the windows down, and the music blaring as we made our way home from the beach. We were playing our favorite car game, well I was playing my favorite car game. Basically I dance like a fool in my seat as other cars came by. I like dancing, I like seeing their weird reactions, and I like Niall’s laugh.

                Niall is my boyfriend of one year and a half. We met sophomore year. Everything about him is intriguing. He moved here from Ireland freshman year, so already the hint of an Irish accent gives him one up on all of the other guys. Basically from the moment he moved here, Niall was somewhat of a celebrity.

                I was, and let me make that clear… Was the school slut. I slept with any guy who had a pulse, I was pregnant at fifteen but then had a miscarriage, and let me make that clear… Miscarriage not abortion. I didn’t even know who the father was, to make things worse.

Niall was that untouchable, fresh guy a washed up girl like me didn’t have a chance with. We sat next to each other in math class, we were both in the stupid people math class, and we never talked. Occasionally he would say something and I would smile. He was the one guy who didn’t want to get in my pants, which I appreciated and I found extremely frustrating at the same time. But we didn’t start talking in the normal way, we started talking because I saved his life.

 “Ooh, you’ll like this one,” I said, tapping on a song. Lolly by Justin Bieber. I twisted the volume dial so the volume was at max. I love his car. His older brother, Greg, works for Ford so he gets a good deal on Ford cars. They don’t technically own the cars, it’s just like a lease. As of now, Niall was leasing a Ford Fusion 2014. We’ve already put a hell of a lot of miles on it.

We like doing things together. And by doing things, I don’t mean just going to the movies, going to parties, or just going to dinner. Yes, we do those kinds of things but Niall has more adventure in him then that. Maybe I do too, or maybe I just go along with him.

We go scuba diving, we take day trips all over the place, we go on adventures in the middle of the night, we sneak into places, and we like making mini bucket lists and seeing how much of it we can actually accomplish. We made a summer bucket list, and we surprisingly finished most of it. There were only a few boxes left unchecked.

I know Niall hates it, but I love living in Florida. We live half an hour from the beach and an hour away from Disney. There are places to go, and things to see. Tampa isn’t a big city, but there are a lot of amazing things about it. He misses home, I know he does, but this is my home.

“Oh hell no,” he said, using the pad on his steering wheel to skip the song. We went back and forth, me playing the song, him skipping it, and then me playing it again. But he let me win. He always does.

I’m not sure when it happened, but I guess I fell asleep, because when I woke up we were parked in front of my house. Niall wasn’t looking at me. The radio was off, the car was off, he was just sitting. As I stirred in my seat, he looked at me.

“I want to leave.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “If you wanted to leave so bad you should have just woke me up…” I trailed off, undoing my seatbelt and opening the car door. Asshole.

Niall reached across me, closing my door and grabbed my hand so I couldn’t get out. I looked at him, expecting an apology.

“No,” he said, letting go of my hand, slumping against his seat. “I want to leave here.”

“What’s here, Niall?” I looked at him. I may just be tired, but I’m pretty sure he’s not making sense.

“Here. This town. This city. This state. This country. I don’t know.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“I’ll be eighteen in September. You’ll be eighteen in March.”

“Niall-“

“End of senior year. We’re leaving,” he said, sounding set on this stupid idea of his. How long has he been thinking about doing this?

“Are you dumb? We can’t just leave, Niall. What about college? We’re going to FSU together and we’re going to plan our lives from there.” We had this planned… It worked out exactly how we wanted to. We had both been so excited when we found out we were going to Florida State University. Nole Nation.

“There so much more fun shit we could do away from here.”

“This isn’t about fun, Niall. This is about-“

“The rest of our lives, I get it,” he cut me off. Quite rudely, I may add.

“We aren’t ready to just leave. We have no money, my parents would never agree… It wouldn’t work, Niall.”

“If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting the rest of our lives.”

I looked at him to find he was looking right back at me. I hate being annoyed with him, I really do. I got up on my knees, leaning over and kissing him. He was hesitant at first, but he eventually kissed back, resting his hand on my hip.

Our faces were still close when I pulled away, I could smell the sunscreen on him from earlier. “Thanks for the best summer,” I told him.

He just nodded.

“Don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

A hint of a smile appeared on his lips. He always lets me win.

“Don’t be late picking me up tomorrow.”

“We both know I’m going to be late.”

I laughed, kissing him one last time. “Love you.”

“Love you too.”

“Pop the trunk for me, babe,” I said, getting out of the car and shutting the passenger side door. I grabbed my bag, shrugging it onto my shoulder and closing the trunk. I waved to him before walking to the front door of my house. He waited until I unlocked the front door, like he always does, and with one last wave, he was off.

Rest in peace, summer 2013.