Guardian

Coffee Breaks & Breakups

"Where's Andrew ?" asked a blonde bimbo with such irritation after spotting me in local Starbucks.

I rolled my hazel eyes. Did she think that he would be with me right now?

I shook my head and gave a fake smile " Oh I have no clue you know with him it's always a mystery." She pressed her lips together and gave me a thin smile. On most days I would have ignored her but since she was asking for Andrew I felt obliged to answer.

Andrew Fairmont only one thing could describe him and that was douche. Don't get me wrong I love my best-friend but he wasn't the greatest when it came to dating. Plus he also chose the annoying types instead of the more quiet, smart creative kinds.

" He told me he would be here," she said, snapping me out of my thoughts and dragging on the already painful conversation. It was like I hadn't said I didn't know which made it worse. When I said annoying I meant dumb too. It was like they didn't even know what was going on.I snorted a little already knowing the consequences of what was happening.

"He said he wanted to talk about something , he said it was important." I watched her starting to get and I actually almost felt bad, almost.

You see when I said she was dumb I mean't really dumb.She thought he had a decent interest in her when he didn't. She was just another girl to have to hang off his side. She was already an afterthought when they got " together". He was probably hiding in the bathroom watching her talk to me and is waiting for her to leave. I always found it funny whenever one of his ex's tried to see if he still wanted her.

" Oh you know what I think I know why he wanted you here. He's trying to get me to break up with you for him. That asshole conned me into to coming to this dumb coffee shop for this?"

I rambled on and soon noticed the girl was glaring at me.

"How would you know? He probably got held up at home or something,Why would he ever make his pathetic friend do it for him?" He wasn't at home. I could see him hiding behind some armchairs. Also me, I am the pathetic one says the desperate ex looking for her boyfriend in a Starbucks. That jerk made me face this dumb-ass alone. I rolled my eyes at the girl as she looked down at her phone and flipped Andrew off.

"Well if you see him can you tell him to call me ." Then she strutted out the door without letting me answer.

As if on cue my best friend Andrew Fairmont walks towards me with a drink in hand.

" As a token of thanks, I have bought you a Venti Caramel Macchiato with coconut milk." He said while grinning. I grabbed my drink before storming out of the coffee shop. I stomped all the way to his car and waited for him to unlock the door.

" You forgot to give me a well-deserved kiss," he said while exaggerating a kissing sound. I glared at him and opened the door.

"I should be beating you up for putting me through that," I replied while kicking my feet up onto the dashboard. He pouted, gave me puppy dog eyes and even whimpered.I looked out the window and ignored him while he whined at me.

"Today is supposed to be about me, remember or did you forget because of what's her face? " He stopped and gave a confused look then started to think about what happened to me that was important. I can't believe it. The jerk completely forgot that I got my letter from my dream school. We even planned to open it together which makes me think that maybe I should've opened myself.

He was still thinking when we got to my house and even started to deduct answers out loud. My favorite part was when he said aha and was still wrong. He followed me into the kitchen and sat in one of the bar stools.

"Usually when you have a guest you offer them something to drink." I rolled my eyes and pointed to the fridge .

"You practically live here so help yourself dumb-ass" He scoffed and ignored my offer. He started spinning around in the chair and singing like he was five and not eighteen.

There was a stack of letters mostly addressed to my mom but there was one specifically addressed to me which could mean life or death. Well at least if I was accepted into the most prestigious art school, Royal College of Art. When he finally realized what was going on Andrew grabbed the letter from my hands and ripped it open.

My fingers itched with anticipation and I felt so nervous that I almost couldn't breathe. I watched his lips move as he read the paper. The fact that his face showed no emotion scared me. Then his face changed. He looked upset and threw the paper onto the counter.

"You've been accepted into the Royal College of Art." he said looking at the ground.

I looked almost as quickly as he said it. I was excited but he wasn't. He looked mad. I reached out to get his attention and jerked his arm away from me.

"You're leaving me I can't believe you're leaving me," I was confused about leaving him. How was I leaving him?"I hoped that they wouldn't accept you so you'd stay with me here. "

Everything started to piece together. Of course I was going to leave the school was in a whole other country. He knew he encouraged me to apply. I looked at him and shook my head.

" Not forever" I whispered. I could feel tears forming in my eyes. He looked at me and scowled before storming out of my house. The tears running down my cheeks. I followed after him and stopped him before he opened the door to his car.

" You knew I was going to leave. I can't stay here in Dallas forever." I choked on my tears and watched him as he ran his hand through his hair.

" Yeah I knew I just hoped you would change your mind and stay." I sniffed and wiped the waterfall of tears splashing down my face. I shook my head softly and looked at the ground.

"I'm sorry I have to go" I said looking back up at him. He glared at me and yanked open the door to his car. He started the engine then rolled the window down.

" I'm sorry that I ever loved you Ashley " I froze as he rolled the window up and drove off of my driveway. It was like the world stopped spinning and I sank to the ground crying. I heard the sound of a car to see my mom stopping the car and getting out.

"Ashley, sweetheart what are you doing sitting in the driveway like that?" She asked, embracing me in a hug. I couldn't speak so I just kept crying. She shook her head and stood up then pulled me off the ground and into the house.Her eyes narrowed but she didn't ask anything else.

"Honey, why don't you go take a nice warm bath and we can have a little girls night." I nodded and went to the bathroom.

I sat in the tub until my hands were pruney and the water was cold.I got out and put on all black. My mom was waiting in the living room with shitty movies and junk food. She patted the space next to her and I sat down resting my head against her. Her hands stroked my hair as we watched the Notebook. My eyes felt heaving and I closed them letting myself succumb to sleep.

The last thing on my mind was what Andrew had said to me.

I'm sorry that I ever loved you.