First of all thank you for choosing to read my story. I just want to clarify that this story is not about me in any means. This is the first story I have ever wrote like this and if you have any ideas or suggestions then I would love to hear them in the comments. It is written in the first person and in past tense as if telling you a story to your face, I feel as though this is more personal and you can really connect with the story. I really hope you enjoy this story and new chapters will be updated either once or three times weekly depending on my work load. Again many thanks and enjoy! =)
Chapter 1
‘Distance can be measured but love cannot. Love can therefore overpower distance.’ A quote very close to my heart. It would be amazing to think that everyone and everything you need could be in your very own bubble, so close to you that whenever you needed that person or thing, you could just reach out and it would be there but unfortunately that isn’t the case. 18 years ago I was born Isla Elizabeth Rose. 13 years ago my parents divorced and sought full custody over me and my older brother Isaac then aged 10. 2 years after this, my Mam gained full custody of me and my Dad of Isaac. My father, wanting nothing to do with my Mother, flew Isaac and himself half way around the world to New Zealand. I had a happy childhood, always looked after and cared for and had many friends but the hole in my heart from where Isaac and Dad should have been remained there. My heart then shattered learning that my brother was in a serious car accident when I was 16 and he was 21. What happened to Isaac you may ask? I was not really sure, my Dad broke contact with all of my family and we had not heard from him. My heart was a mess and my head was scrambled but all of that started to slowly heal 9 months ago when I met a boy from Australia online named Noah…
Me and Noah started talking about our joint love of America. Coincidently we started speaking on the 4th of July (UK time). It all happened on a PenPal site which I used to visit as a child and remembering about it a year previous, I signed back up and messaged a few people but it did not lead anywhere but when Noah messaged me being very excited that I loved California, I knew something was different. His light brown hair, chizzled jaw and slight under bite seemed perfect to me. I knew he was beautiful and I think he knew he was too, not in a vain way as he was not like that at all. He was charming and loving. We started ‘online dating’ two months after we first started talking, notifying our parents even though they already knew it would happen sooner or later as we Skyped whenever we had the chance but with time difference, we didn’t Skype as much as we would like. However Noah’s parents chose not to tell their close friends in case people upset Noah saying it ‘might not work out’ as they knew a few people who had started dating online and it ended terribly. My Mam said my eyes would light up whenever my phone vibrated saying he had come online and I would rush to the laptop just to speak to him whether it were a few minutes or 13 hours (our record). I must admit, not all was smooth sailing as the more we fell in love the harder the distance became for us. We couldn’t kiss, cuddle or see each other. We battled through it though even when his internet broke in his house and I had to go to the woods for three weeks before university started as a ‘team building’ exercise. But in other terms, we had it easy. We were not paranoid about each other and did not have all of the temptations other people online dating were facing. However, with me talking to Noah it made me think how easy it was to keep in contact with people on the other side of the world because of all of the social media and communication devices people have and at the time, made me wonder why my Dad or Isaac never kept in contact with me. Just to let me know they were okay. One thing is for sure though; I could not wait to finally meet Noah.
