**flashback 4 years ago- the first kiss**
"Y/NNNNNN..." He shouted. My heart raced and I went upstairs. "Yes." I said trying to play it cool. His head was in his hands; "Can I have some help with this?" He asked. A couple personalised/signed mercy jumpers were on the floor- the packaging was everywhere and he was trying to fold them. Suddenly, I wasn't so cool and I rushed to his side. "Yeah sure." I smiled. I bent down and folded them all up, then packaged them. We both stood up and we were centimetres apart. Our hands brushed as we both reached for the pen. I could feel his breath on my cheek. "Kiss me." I whispered, he leant forward locking his lips on mine. "Kiss me." He whispered as we pulled apart. I leant forward and attached my lips to his, sliding my arms around his neck. Our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces. It was perfect.
********flashback 6 months ago**
"Romantic, but I don't feel like writing about your runaway boyfriend is going to help anybody...especially not yourself." My Mum said resting her hands on my shoulders. "I know it just hurts a lot okay." I sighed, pushing my palms onto my eyes to stop the tears falling. "I know honey, it's only been a few weeks, now stop beating yourself up. It'll all get better with time." She said, she kissed my temple lightly and walked out of my room, shutting the door behind her.
**end of flashback**
It's been 6 months since Jake left and I finally feel ready to move on. Even though, at first I felt like my word was crumbling around me and that I would never be happy again. I've met someone else. And yes I I know how it sounds, but Jake left me, he ran away from me. With no warning, no note, just gone. I had every right to move on and so I did. I met a guy at a nightclub actually, about 3 months ago. He's beautiful, funny, smart, loving and treats me like a Princess. His name's Lewis."What's up?" He asked, his voice sounded raspy through the phone speaker. "Nothing, I just wanted to know when I could see you. I know we've both been super busy, but I really miss you." I said, tearing up a little. "How about tonight? I'll come and stay round. I miss you too baby." He replied. "Okay see you then, I love you." I said. "I love you too. Bye, bye, bye." He said. I hung up and went downstairs.
My house was very spacious, so it sometimes could get super cold. I went to the front door to grab my hoodie, when the doorbell rang. I pulled it over my head and opened it. I looked up and my heart flew to my mouth. Sweat was building up under my hair. "What are you doing here?" I murmured. He gulped and ran his fingers through his hair. "I...I...came back." He stuttered. "How did you get my address and why are you here? What makes you think I want to see you." I said, my voice was thick and I was holding back my emotions. "Anthony...he thought I should come talk to you. He said a lots happened." He said, he was fiddling with his hands and shaking a lot. "It has, a lot changes in 6 months." Whispering made it seem like it wasn't happening. "And I didn't think you wanted to see me, I just wanted you to know I was back. I still respect you and I didn't want you to here from someone else. Take care."
As he walked down the driveway, I started talking, before my brain could catch up. "I loved you." I said. He froze and turned around. "I know you did and I loved you too. But, I wasn't right for you. And I couldn't deal with breaking your heart face to face. I know it was a coward move, but it's all I could think to do." He said. "That wasn't your choice to make Jake. I decide who I want to spend the rest of my life with and I cannot explain how many times I prayed to God begging for that to be you. But, you left and you left, because you thought you knew what was best for me, when it was you who was best for me." I said. He stuffed his hands in my pockets. "I know what I did was wrong, but I didn't come here to try and put it on you again. I know you've met someone new and I hope...no I pray to God he never does what I did to you. But, I know me and you don't work- I had no other ulterior motives..."
My mind zoned out and I couldn't listen to him anymore. It's like he had come just to upset me, I closed my eyes and when I opened them again he wasn't there. His car sped away and I shut the door.
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