~Ashtons P.O.V~
“Hey.” Mecai greets me as I hop into his truck.
“Sup.”
“Bro, stop being depressed its 2 weeks.”
“I know, but shes just ugh. What if she meets someone better than me.”
“Then your fucked bro.” He says and turns into BK.
“Thanks, you're such a friend.”
“The best.”
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-2 weeks later-
'Babe, when does your plane land?' I ask as she picks up. She sucks in some air. Like shes been crying. 'Are you crying?'
'I need to say this, but you hate it when I say it.'
'You're sorry?'
'Super. I need to go to college or they send me back to Vancouver.'
'Im coming.'
'Where?'
'LA.'
'Im not in LA, Ash.'
'Where are you?'
'Great Falls.'
'You were supposed to stop by then.'
'I know, but I found--'
'Someone better than me'
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“Bro wake up. Its 10 at night.” I pushed off the bed and on the hard ground.
“Holy shit, I thought it was real.”
“The dream you've been having the past 3 days.”
“Yeah. Wait, days? Its been 2 weeks.”
“No it hasn't, it's been 3 days Ash.” Mecai says from the side of Mason.
“How am I going to live for the next couple weeks?”
“Find another girl.” Nate utters, and I glare at him. “I guess not.”
“Fuck a new girl. Fella, we heading to the club.” Mecai says.
“Why?”
“We all know, we haven't been laid since the twins party.”
“Trueeee.” Mason says.
“Whatever. When?”
“Tonight.”
“Its Wednesday.”
“So, we had a party on a Wednesday. We’ll be fine.”
“Ohkay. Lets go.”
~Tatums P.O.V~
Blog date Sep 23, 2013
Hello, lovelies. I've been spending the past month in hell. I'm in LA and spent being here for 3 days. It awesome. I have to find a college to attend in 2 weeks. Yeah yeah, I thought you were a junior. Nah, I could've been a sophomore in college by now. Yeah weird. I just wanted to tell you guys this. Since I have 0 friends here.
XOXO, Anon
I closed my laptop and untangled myself from the soft hotel sheets. 3 days in this city and I have 0 friends. I think LA is my choose. I have a school that's 9 minutes away from a apartment I have chosen as well. Now that I think of it. A teacher shouldn't me my job, but a journalist fits me perfect, maybe even an author. It just breaks my heart to tell Ashton that I have chosen Los Angeles.
I look down at the phone and see Ashtons name on the screen, should I call him or fly over there and tell him in his face. I decide to call him. He picks up immediately but all I hear is loud music
“Hello.” I yell into the phone.
“Heyyyy.” He slurs.
“Are you drunk?”
“Psh no.” I hear him drop the phone, and a girls voice, “Sureee, Kiiitteenn.” He slurs to the girl. Then I hear the smacking of lips. I hang up and pack all of my stuff. Checking out and driving to the airport.
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Sped walking into my house, and putting every single piece of my stuff in boxes, I finished in 2 hours. Its now 2 in the morning. And laughing is coming from outside. Luckily I had everything in McWB. I pick up Stefan and walk outside, where I see Mason, Mecai, Gabe, Nate, and a super drunk Ashton.
“Tatum?” Mason asks.
“Bye.” I snap and get in my car. Before backing up he opens my door.
“What do you mean bye?”
“Good-fucking-bye. You would take him out get him super drunk and have him make out with a stripper when I'm gone, you're the best brother on the world. If you’ll excuse me I'm moving into my new house. Far away from all of you.” I push him and slam my door and speeding away.
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I spent 18 hours driving, I have no idea how it was possible. Its now 8 P.M and I'm pulling into the hotel next to the apartment complex i'll be moving into. I ignored every phone called sent my way.
When, I collapsed onto the bed with Stefan next to me. I got a phone call from Syron. I put the phone to my ear and answered.
“You answered.”
“I can easily hang up. What?”
“I just wanted to call. Liora, and Nyla have been worrying about you and said that you ignored everyone's calls.”
“That is very true.”
“Why?”
“Some boys don't know how to act when they have someone.” I snap.
“Oh, I'm sorry. I missed our friendship though.”
“I do too. Hey I've been driving for hours, I need my sleep and so does Stefan.”
“Alright. Night.”
“Nigh--” Before I could finish, I fell asleep.
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Just Not Meant To Be
Teen FictionNot everything is meant to be. True Love? Happy Endings? Positive Things? Nope. Nothing is meant to be.