Forever & Always

Chapter 5

Chapter 5:

Rosie

Name after name. So far I haven't been called. I hope I don't get paired up with an asshole. "Rosalinda Holloway and..." Please no one ridiculous. "Noah Casanova." The guy in front of me turned around and smiled. "You two will have to find a pop song." This guy looks extremely familiar. "Hey, I'm Noah." He has a husky voice. This was the guy I bumped into at the hospital! But I feel like I know him from somewhere else.

Noah has dark brown hair and deep blue eyes. He has sun-kissed skin and muscular. I could see the rigid planes of his abs. He was perfect. It's pretty clear that every girl would happily spread their legs for him. But there's something about him that seems too familiar. "I'm Rosie." I lightly shake his hand. His rough hands feel familiar. Wait, what was his name? Noah Casanova. Oh God! He was my childhood crush and first kiss. The one who broke my heart.

I hope he doesn't bring it up. It will forever be in my past, maybe even unforgivable.

Noah

The moment I shake her small hand, I feel like we met before. She makes me feel like I'm home again. The home that my mom made us leave. That's when it hits me. Rosie Holloway. My neighbor when I was eight. Rosie with her rosy cheeks. Rosie, the girl I fell for. The one that I got roses for every month. The one who I kissed on the fourth of July. The one that I left a month later. I was an asshole. I left eight year old Rosie crying while I went to flirt with a new neighbor's daughter. Shit! I was probably the reason why she moved. I hope she isn't still angry at me for doing that. "So do you want to go somewhere after school to discuss about what song to pick?" Rosie bites her lip, I just want to touch her lips and kiss her. She still looks just as beautiful as I remember. "Umm yeah sure." I smile, "great I'll meet you at the park." Her eyes grow wide, "where's the park?" If she doesn't know where the park is then she must be new to L.A. "You know what? Let's just go to the school library." I hate the library but she clearly doesn't know her way around. Maybe I can take her around the city.

Rosie

I walked into the library. Noah was sitting alone at a table. I hope he doesn't remember me. Or if he does, I hope he doesn't bring it up. I sit down across from him. "Okay so before we pick a song, I want to get to know you." He smiles. He still has that one perfect dimple that he had when he was eight. "I'm sorry to ask but, do you remember me?" Shit! He remembers, time to play it off. "You're that guy I bumped into at the hospital right?" I hope he drops it. "Yeah but do you know me from anywhere else?" Hope rises in his eyes. Maybe I was imagining it, but I think he wanted me to remember him. But why? "No, sorry. Can't say that I do."

"Then what do you remember when you were eight?" He won't lay off. I guess I'll just tell him.

"I remember being happy having fun. I was the happiest person on earth. Then everything went downhill. I had to go on pain killers, I bawled my eyes out every night, and sometimes I had panic attacks. Then my mom got pregnant. So my dad had to take care of both of us. He always carried a worried look. My mom yelled at some lady one day, and that was it. We packed our things and moved. I had to get therapy for a while. Then my dad passed away, and I blamed myself. Thinking my depression is what made him sick."

That was the truth. I still blame myself. But I wonder why I let myself get so depressed.

Noah

I caused her depression. Leaving an eight year old girl alone after telling her how we would always be together, caused her pain. I was such a dick to her. I have to make it better between us, pick up where we left off. "Okay, well for the dance I think maybe we could practice at my house." I saw her anger before she covered it up. She was probably angry for my sudden change of subject.

"No! How about we find a dance studio and practice there?" I'm surprised she asked that. I agree anyways. "Give me your phone." She looks surprised, "what?" I stick my hand out, "just give me your phone." She unlocks her iPhone then hands it to me. I go to her contacts and add my number. "Now you have my number." I give her her iPhone back. My phone vibrates, "and I have yours."

Rosie grabs her bag and stands up. "I have to go now." I wave my hand, "bye." She waves back and walks away. I watch her nice, round ass sway back and forth as she exits the library. Fuck, I'm falling hard for her.