"I love you Isabella and-"
"I don't love you." I said quick and simply. I couldn't take it slow, I couldn't sit here with him anymore. The job was done and I need to leave. But, just like all those other times, I felt my self staring into his eyes. Watching them change so fast as he relized what I was saying.
"I-I mean... I cant take this anymore John." I continued this time a little less forward. I paused trying to think of the right way to explan.
I can't remember how many times I find myself stuck, here at this spot, thinking if I sould walk away or stay. Every break up I've had I've always found myself wondering if he was the one. The love of my life, my prince in shining armor.
I contuned to focose on his eyes; big, round, and bright blue. The last six months came flooding back in unexpected waves. He might just be the one and only one I thought to myself. But would he understand when I explain everything. Who I am, why I'm here, and why I need to leave. No. And that is why I continued.
"My dad's sick. Like really sick. I need to leave and help him, be with him before it's to late. And with all of this I-I just can't have a boyfriend right now. I hope you understand." And with that I got up, out of the leather booth, and headed for the door.
I walked through that small coffie shop for the last time taking in all it's little things. Like how the cups were all different -some were facy like tea cups, while others looked like they were hand made in an art class- but they all seemed to fit together in a way. There were also pictueres all around, everywere you look. They were of the students who come durning finnals week to study here in the coffie shop. I'm sure if you really looked you would find me in one of them, surrounded by people who all thought I was Isabella Green a smart hard working girl from the wine country with a big family and a big heart. But that was just another story; a lie.
I pushed upen the door and heard the bells chime for the last time, walking out into the crisp fall air. In a way this signaled the end of sweet sweet Isabella Green and the bigginging of someone new, a girl I have yet to become.
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