-Lexie's POV-
I closed the trunk of my car. Then I put the rest of my bags in the backseat. I turned aroun to see Brandy standing there.
"I'm gonna miss you," I told her.
"I know, it's only for a few weeks though."
"Say hi to Peyton for me?"
"of course," she says.
"I'll call you when I get home, so you will know I made it safe."
"And I'll do the same."
"Bye!"
"Bye," she says while giving me one last hug.
I hopped in my car and started my long journey back to Ohio. I was so ready to see my parents, but I would have rather stayed in Nashville. There were just some things I wasn't ready to face yet. The whole ride home I told myself I was stronger than that, and I didn't need to think about Dylan. He has probably moved on to someone so much better. The thought of another girl in his arms, made me cringe. I was tired of thinking, so I turned on the radio. The music clamed me down. I didn't even freak out while going over the Ohio bridge. Before long, I was pulling in my driveway. My parents were standing on the front porch and I ran over to hug them. I was so glad to see them.
-Dylan's POV-
I was going out to get the mail and I saw the familiar black Pathfinder. My stomach dropped. Then she got out. Peyton was right, she had lost a lot of weight, and It was my fault. My fault that she looked so sick. I wanted to go crawl under a rock. I should have listened to her that night when I had the chance. I knew she would never do that, I was just upset and hurt. She ran over to her parents and gave them a hug. That should be me. I had a plan though.
-Lexie's POV-
I told my parents I didn't feel like going out to eat, so they went to get a pizza. I was sitting on the couch watching tv and I heard singing. It sounded like it was coming from outside, so I looked out the window. I saw him, standing in the snow and singing, in our front yard. I walked out the door, listening to that wonderful voice of his. The voice that would sing me to sleep. The voice that would calm me down and assure me that things would be okay. The voice I missed so much. With one last strum of his guitar, he sung the last line. "And I miss your eyes like the stars in west LA."
"Dylan, it's snowing, you're gonna get sick!"
"I don't care, I just need to talk to you."
In my mind, I was having so many mixed emotions. Half of me was excited and saying "Talk to him!". The other half was saying, "forget him! you're better off without him." but, I knew i wasn't.
"Well, at least come inside where it is warm."
He walked in the house. I sat at one end of the couch, him at the other. I listened to him talk. He told me how Brandy told Peyton everything, and Peyton told him. He knew about the people I used to hang around, what they did, my nightmares, how I would wake up screaming, everything. He started pacing back and forth.
"All of this probably means nothing to you, but I want you back. No. I NEED you."
I walked over to him. I gave him the biggest hug I have ever gave someone before. I seriously didn't let go for five minutes.
"I missed being in your arms," I told him.
"I missed you being here," he said with a big smile on his face.
He got quiet again and then asked, "So does this mean you will take me back?"
I started laughing, "I would be crazy not to."
He picked me up and spun me around, just like old times, and I was beyond happy.
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