For a while, I just drive. I don't go anywhere in particular, I just drive endlessly for a couple hours. Through suburbs, highways, and sit in a Walmart parking lot for a bit.
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Seeing all the lights off when I drive up I know it's okay to go in. Jumping out of my wreck of a car, I walk around the large house to the only first floor window that leads to his bedroom. I have to stand on my tip-toes to even try to get in. I'm too short. But I already knew this so I grab the step ladder he left out for me when we were kids. Opening the window I crawl in with a thump. Stumbling around, I fumble to reach the light switch.
When I do turn on the light, the sight infront of me makes me smile. Lying on the bed infront of me lies my best friend Alex. He's in his boxers and his tall, thin frame is sprawled across the mattress in a mess of tangled sheets.
Here's some info about him: He's 6 feet tall, is quite tan compared to my pale skin, has brown hair and sparkling hazel eyes. Oh yeah, and I'm in love with him. But let's keep that a secret for now. Yeah?
I put a hand on his warm shoulder, "Wake up sleepy head," I tease. His eyes flutter open, looking around confused before landing on me.
A small smile creeps onto his face as he speaks, "Charlie what are you doing here at midnight?" God his raspy morning voice is adorable.
"I finally did it, I finally ran away! I drove around for a couple hours before coming here." I say, with probably the stupidest grin on my face.
He shakes his head while smiling at me, "God you're crazy. I'm coming with you."
"What? No you can't! You have school and sports and what about your parents?!" I say standing from the bed.
"Char-"
"And what about Grace? You have so much here, you can't just leave it behind for me." My head is spinning. What the hell did I get into?
"None of stuff matters, and besides I broke up with Grace." I lift my head to look him in the eyes.
"What? Why?"
"Because I love someone else." And just like that my heart breaks again. It couldn't possibly be me. Who could ever love me.
"Oh." Is all I can manage to get out, and even that came out in a whisper. I shoudn't have come here, I thought.
"Char I'm coming with you, no matter what you say." Alex says, getting up from the bed to stand infrotn of my in only his boxers. I'll just take a moment to look at his body. So fine. But of course I would never tell him that!
"Fine, but we're leaving in five minutes."
5 minutes later.....................................................................................
"I'm really glad you came to tell me you're leaving Char." Alex says.
"I am too." I lie and force a fake smile onto my face. He leans over and gives me a hug. "You know, I'm think I'll use the bathroom really fast." I say sniffling a bit.
"Okay, but don't take too long and be quiet. I don't want my parents to know I'm leaving." He says not noticing at all that I'm on the verge on tears.
Locking myself in the bathroom connected to his room, I sit on the toilet and tears roll down my cheeks. How could he love someone else when I love him so much? I sit there for a few minutes before Alex knocks on the door. Shit, I think, he can't see me like this.
"Just a minute. I'll be out soon." I say and then splash cold water on my face in hopes to remove the fact that my mascara is running and there are red splotches on my face from crying. But when I look in the mirror I just look like more of a wreck.
When I walk out, he first looks confused and then concerned. "What's wrong Charlie?"
"Nothing," I lie again. "Let's go." Hopefully that will hold him off for a little bit.
"Okay," He replies. "Where are we going?"
"Everywhere."
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Midnight
Teen FictionAfter leaving home, Charlie goes to her best friend Alex's house to tell him she's going for good. Alex decides to come with her and together they drive to Los Angeles. They meet many friends along their journey and experience a lot of fun new thing...