It Will Always Be You

*Tyler*

Day one without her.

Yes, I'm counting the days. As sad as it seems, it's perfectly natural to miss the love of your life after she dumps you. I hadn't seen it coming. She was, or I thought she was, happy with me. Everything was going great, I even had tickets to take her to see my favourite band, Pierce The Veil. Then, yesterday, I get to school, ready to kiss my girl good morning and the look in her eyes said it all. She told me that she couldn't be with me anymore. I'll never forget the tears running down her face as she said this. I tried to reach out towards her but she just shrugged me off. With one last pained look, she turned around and left me standing there, alone. And just like that, it was over.

I'm not the romantic type. Never was and never planned to be. I used to tell girls what they wanted to hear, in hope of getting some action. I was that typical jackass that fathers warn their daughters about. I'm into heavy rock music and wear band tshirts with jeans and a flat cap worn backwards and to top it all off, a pierced eyebrow. Countless girls tried to get me to settle down, to calm my ways. None of them could. Truth is, I didn't want to be tammed. I liked how I was. Looking for fights at bars, hanging out with my boys. I play on the football team at school, so I'm popular too. I have a different accent and, for some reason, girls loved that. All of this screams that I did not want a relationship. Until I saw her.

Her name is Camilla but only I was allowed to call her Callie. Just like she was the only one who was allowed to call me Ty; short for Tyler. She caught my eye immediately. One year younger than me, I'd never seen her around before. She was that type that once you noticed her, you didn't stop noticing her. Next thing she was around every corner and it drove me crazy. 

She's gorgeous, too. Sparkling blue eyes and long brown hair. I'm tall and she's short but she would joke that it was perfect that way because when she hugged me, she could hear my heart beating. Deep dimples in her cheeks made her stand out from the rest. She stole my heart the moment she opened her mouth to talk to me. 

She had taught me how to love. Cheesy, I know but it's a fact. Like I said, I'm not a romantic guy, so all of this is hard for me to admit to anyone, including myself. I wanted to be the best person possible for her because she deserved the best version of me, not some crazy, out of control jerk at a club. My friends complained that I was never around anymore but after they saw how happy she made me, they grew to like her. Eventually I brought her with me to hang with my friends and I was surprised at how well she got along with them. She was the dream girl I never knew I had. I had her for exactly one year and six months.

So now I'm lying in bed, feeling sorry for myself. I actually cried myself to sleep last night, not something I'm proud of but that's just an indication of how much that girl meant to me. It's nearing on 7:30 and I know my mum is about to walk into my room any second to yell at me for not being ready on time for school. Same routine every morning.

There came a knock on my door and I shifted slightly to see who it was. The door opened slowly and my mum peeped her head through, "Tyler, honey, are you okay?" she asked me.

"Yeah. Yeah, mum, I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You don't have to go to school today if you don't want to."

"It's fine, I'm getting up now." I told her. The irritation in my voice making her back out of the door way.

I sighed as the door shut with a soft click. I'd been debating with myself all morning whether to head to school or not. I had ducked out and headed home straight after she broke up with me and I knew that my teachers would kill me if I missed anymore lessons without a valid reason. I hadn't taken my work seriously until Camilla made a point of making me get good grades for 'the sake of my future'. My teachers had noticed and were happy for me.