Please Don't Leave Me ( Old Version )

Chapter One - Dawson "I'm good,".

^What Dawson Looks Like Above^

Hey guys, I just want to say that this is my story and if it is in any way the same as any other than it is completely coincidental. Just wanted to clear that up, but otherwise:

ENJOY

I get out of bed willingly as I run a hand through my messy hair and adjust to my surroundings. I get up out of my bed and walk through my mess of a room towards my wardrobe. I find something that looks acceptable enough to wear in public, a pair of Nike shorts and a long sleeve Nike running shirt.

I throw on my clothes and begin the search for my joggers.

I find them within two minutes of my search and put them on as quickly as I could.

I tie my laces then head for the front door with my phone in my hand ready to get my earphones out and start blasting music through my ears.

I reach the front door before remembering that I forgot the keys.

I run as fast I can back to the kitchen to collect my keys because I am late as it is already.

As I make my way toward the front door I check the time that is displayed on my watch. 6:11, crap I'm going to be late.

"Mom, dad I'm going for a run," I yell as the door slammed behind me with a loud bang. "Shit," I swore to myself in hope that I didn't wake anyone.

I finally made my way into the driveway and onto the road. I began to run after placing the earphones in my ears.

I picked up the pace a little more than usual because of knowing that I would be late if I didn't.

After about fifteen minutes of jogging I finally made it to Noah's house.

"Hey" I said.
"Hey" he replied. " How long you been running for?" He asked.
"Bout fifteen" I answered slightly puffing.
"Ok, well let's get going," he replied.

We started to run. We normally didn't like going through town so we would go out a back road then come back in.

We ended up getting in six kilometres. Even though we normally had training every afternoon Noah and I would do some sort of training in the mornings. Bit on the brief occasion Ollie, Noah's cousin and my good mate would also come.

As we got back to the house puffing and out of breath from the last one hundred metre sprint that we just did, I noticed that Frankie, Noah's little sister was looking down at us. Like she was a crowned princess might I add.

We locked eyes for a second before she looked away shyly with a smirk and walked away back into the shadows of her bedroom.

Damn that girl knows how to make a boys fall at her feet. The way her hair falls on her shoulders is remarkably beautiful. Her dark brown eyes highlight her tan skin that shines no matter what the lighting.

Just being able to talk to her is a dream come true for some lovestruck boys at our school, but it never really gets that far anyway with how protective Noah is and all.

She really is a gem though and any boy would be lucky to have someone like her in their lives. Her smile just makes my whole day one hundred times better.

"Dawson!". "DAWSON!".
"Wha... what happened,?". I asked confused about what he said.
"What the hell happened? I asked if you were driving or need a lift jeeze what were you doing?".
" N..nothing, umm yeah I'm driving to school,"
"Yeah sure, nothing," he said with an eye roll.
"You seriously think... what you... you think that I was...?" I asked trying to breath from laughing so hard even though I knew it wasn't funny, but it would piss Noah off.