Torn (h.s.)

fifteen

My Last Goodbye

"No" She answers sternly.

"What! You have to!" I complain.

"Oh, look at the time, we have to go." She ignored.

"Lillian." I say with a straight face.

"Harry." she giggles. My frown urns into a smile as I stare into her eyes. Boy, I'd love to kiss her now.

"Just a little.." I beg.

"Okay, Well lets start at my birth. My mum gave birth at home. With lack of medical assistance she passed. Alex and Justin moved to America and I was left with my Pa and two other brothers.... er.... Do I have to continue? You know so much already." She mumbled. I gave her a sad smile. I wanted more, the information I had received explained so much.

"I'll change my question. Favorite Hobby?" I ask as we start to walk out the school.

"At home.. I like to play my guitar."

"Of coarse! I bet your amazing!" I chuckle.

"no..well Harry. I will see ya next week!" She says. I frown and lean in to a hug. It's a long hug, one not meant for everyday. It is good.

"Bye Lillian" I say as I walk a way sadly. That could have been my last chance to talk to her and be friends. I wish It lasted longer. " I love you" I murmur to myself. I kick a stone down the walk way.

Over the weekend Lillian never texted or called not even a simple hello. I haven't seen her at all, that is until just now. I look out the window to see her well what could be her on her yellow bike. The girl looks very dirty. I run to the door and swing it open.

"Lillian!" I yell down the street, but shes not their. If she was going home she would have gone straight. Where the hell did she go. Then I see tracks in the mud. She ditched me?