Could It Be? (A Sam Woolf fanfiction)

Chapter 29

Previously in Could it Be? . . .

As I was walking to my bed, I noticed the notebook that I was about to read after the day Sam and I broke up. I walked over to it, and stopped.

No, Alyssa, don't read it, my conscience kept telling me. But I ignored it. I needed to see what it says.

I opened it, and the first words were...

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Alyssa-

I really wanted to tell you this in person, but now that we are on American Idol, it seems like we just don't have the time to talk anymore. I wanted to tell you that you are the best girlfriend ever. Your smile seems to light up the whole world, I don't even care if that sounds cheesy. You are my everything, and I knew that from the first time I talked to you when I worked at Starbucks (I don't know if you remember me, but just to let you know, I got fired the next day), to today, after you just performed Let It Go on the Hollywood stage. (Which by the way, was flawless).

I didn't expect to write this much, I only thought I would fill a page, but here I am, writing a third page. I miss the times that you would come over to my house. We would watch a movie or two and you would always fall asleep in my arms. We would eat chocolate ice cream all the time and go on the best dates. My favorite one was our first, when we got to know each other. I loved when you came over for the first time so we could 'study', and you ended up playing the guitar and singing to me. I loved when I sang to you for the first time. I loved our first kiss, and the many more after that. I loved everything that we did together. I love you Alyssa, and always will, no matter what happens. I hope that you make it very far in this competition, and I promise you, between us, things will stay the same.

Love,
Sam

By the end of reading that, I was crying my eyes out. I couldn't believe that he would write that, even though things didn't stay the same. I read the note over and over again, taking in all the words that he wrote again and again.

A half hour later, I put the notebook in my desk and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I thought about everything that's been going on, and how I was going to fix it.

As I was turning the water off, there was a knock at my bathroom door.

"What?" I shouted.

"Alyssa? I'm home and I brought you dinner." Said my mom from outside the door.

"Okay, I'll be out in a second." I said and got dressed in my pajamas. Then I brushed my hair and walked downstairs to eat an actual dinner, and not McDonald's.

I went into the kitchen and grabbed the salad that was sitting on the counter. I sat at the island and began to eat.

"So, how was your date with that guy? What is his name again?" asked my mom as she walked over and sat across from me at the table.

"His names Lou, and trust me, we won't be going on a second date," I said as I took a bite of my delicious salad.

"Why's that?"

"Because we went to McDonald's for starters, and things just got bad." I really didn't want to talk about this, so I left it at that.

"Okay, well I'm gonna go get ready for bed, its been a long day at work. Do you need anything else?" asked my mom as she put her dish in the dishwasher.

"No, but thanks for the food. I'm gonna go to bed too. Good night." I said as I walked out of the room.

"Night," she called. I walked up to my room and went to sleep.