Your Not Replaceable

Chapter 1

I am Ally Salligane, nineteen in youth age, and I'm dating a guy. Well why would you want to know? I don't know, thought that you should know. But he's no other guy. He's been in my heart for over two years (to be exact two and a half years). We haven't met before, but it's okay! I'm two-hundred percent positive that he's not an catfish.

His name is John Antman, and he looks like an god, who's fragile with an mixture of emotions. He's nineteen, and we met on a teen website. What are the odds of finding your soulmate on a perv site? One out of infinity?

Sometimes I feel like it's too good to be true. I mean, come on! He's hot (at least that's what the picture shows).

Ding!

I look on my phone, and its a message from John.

Hey beautiful

My heart flutters. It always does. I reply with hello handsome!

He doesn't reply for a good ten minutes.

I was just thinkin bout u love and I know ur smiling

I smile with the realization of him thinking about me. He knows me inside out.

I love you

He replies quick this time.

i love u 2

He's so sweet and genuine.

I want to meet you, John. My dreams want to come true. It's been over two years. I'm fully committed to you. And I want to go to senior prom, and I want you to be my date.

I send the risky text that of course would lead to an argument. It always does. He calls. I answer.

"Dear Ally. I told you many times. I won't be able to make it. I won't have the money" his gruff but sincere voice comes from my phone speaker.

"I'll send you money! Done. Problem solved."

"It's not about the money."

"But you just said that you won't have the money," I say.

"Yes of course, it's about the money. But are you ready?"

"Damn right I'm ready. I've been ready for over two and a half years."

"Ally."

"Yeah I know. I'm sorry." He hates when I curse. It ruins my 'good girl' status. "But I just wan't to be happy. Happy..Together. With you. I hate this long distance thing because, I can never get the full feeling of being there for you. My awful poor advice is worse. I mean, don't get me wrong I'm happy with you. But I wan't you to be in close quarters than five thousand miles away."

"No. Ally."

"What John?"

"I'll do it."

"What made you change your mind?"

"Let us always meet each other with smile, for the smile is the beginning of love."

"What's wrong John?" I began to get a little worried that he's thinking about his past. "John. Listen to me. Just think about our future. Everything is going to be okay. Johnny, we will fight through whatever it is."

"Ally. I'll call back in ten minutes."

Before I can even say okay, he hangs up.

I pace around for a minute and decide to take a shower. I put on fresh clothes, and I look at the clock.

2:19pm

Two minutes left.

Right at 2:21 he calls. "Go outside" he said then hung up once again.

Baffled, I put on some sandals and walk out to the porch. What if he's coming here? A car pulls up to my house. Excitement builds up in my chest. He's here. He's finally here. It seems like a million years, when he finally gets out the car. My excitement is plummeted when I see him.

"I'm sorry Ally..." John Antman, the same voice I talked my problems to, the same guy I spent two and a half years with. The guy I gave my whole heart to.

My knees felt like it was going to give out, as my heart breaks.