I woke up at about half 5 the next morning with a raging headache.
"Shit, I wasn't supposed to drink that much last night" I whispered to myself as I struggled to get up out of my bed I staggered over to my calender and looked at the date.
"Yes! Finally 16!" I shouted without realising how early it was, I stumbled out into my hallway and tiptoed down the stairs and into the lounge.
"Fuck." I looked around the lounge and sighed, staring at the budweiser bottles, clear plastic cups and snacks strewn across the room, I rushed into the kitchen and looked through the cupboards in search of a bin bag, after about 5 minutes of searching through still full cupboards I managed to find a bin bag, I glanced out of kitchen window, and focused on my treehouse, a slideshow or memories began to play in my mind, memories from when my family moved into this house, memories from when my friends and I used to play with our dolls in the treehouse, memories from when Cole and I shared our first kiss at my parents 14th wedding anniversary get together, and the memory of last night; asking the girls to keep an eye on the only person to make me feel special.
I wiped away a tear thatd formed and returned into the lounge to clean up all the mess and make the room look somewhat presentable. As I was tidying the lounge I noticed a few notes on the coffee table; one was a reminder for us to be at the airport for midday, and one was in an envelop addressed to me, I put it on the table and made a mental note to read it as soon as I had finished tidying.
I finished tidying the lounge, picked up the note and settled on the sofa, I opened it and smiled when I saw the messy handwriting that I've learnt to love:
~ "Arabella, I'm going to try and keep this short and sweet, and hopefully i'll be able to make you smile; I know you well enough to know that alothough you're putting on a brave face when it comes to you leaving, you are in fact shitting your pants. I just wanted to write this letter to let you know that you were my first love, I don't know how you managed to tame this beast, but you did, you completely slayed me; before I met you, and fell head over heels, I didn't date - dating to me was a complete joke; I just wanted to get to my end away, however when I met you, I knew I had to change my ways, you weren't going to be like any other girl i've been with, you weren't going to be just a fuck, and you sure as anything weren't going to be a playtoy that I would drop as soon as I got bored, you were going to be my one and only; and I wish you still were, I remember the day I met you, I was sat with Toby and Oscar in History, you'd come in to class like, 10 or 15 minutes late, looking all flustered and stumbling over your words when you were trying to think of an excuse to tell Mr Martucci, I couldn't take my eyes off of you, I have to admit, you looked absolutely great in your uniform, your ass looked amazing in your trousers;) but anyway, when I first spoke to you, I could tell that you were nervous, and it was genuinly the cutest thing I had ever witnessed; you were stumbling over words and I'm pretty sure you'd developed a stutter each time I spoke to you, that made me fall even deeper, I think.You were being real with me, whereas most of the girls at our school would act ridiculously fake in order to get my attention.The more I spoke to you, the more confident you were around me, and I could see the weight lift of you shoulders, because you were no longer being paranoid as to why I was speaking to you and such. Fast forward a few weeks and I asked you on a date, I thought you were getting sick because you suddenly turned really pale, but you weren't thank god, you were just nervous; I also remember you blushing profusely, I also remember you breaking into some sort of giggle fit; but even though you were giggling until the cows came home and sort of looked like you were going to pass out, you managed to say yes, and I was the happiest I'd been around a girl ever. The one memory I refuse to forget ever, is when you asked me to come round for your parents wedding anniversary, I think it was their 13th? or maybe 14th? but we were lay on your treehouse, watching the stars and cuddling, whilst all the adults were doing adulty things on the lawn, like talking about childbirth or whatever it is they talk about, but we shared our first kiss, and it was the best moment of my life so far, apart from all the other passionate moments we've had, which I'm not going to go into detail about incase your parents read this letter before you, and then decide that I was bad for you and just oh my god. Buuuuut you were the best I've ever had, and hopefully it will stay that way. Please meet me before you leave, I have a special gift for you. Meet me at the fountain, in the town, opposite Chanel, I hope to see you this morning, I'll be waiting until half 10, and if you don't turn up I'll just have to post it to Australia and hope that it doesn't get destroyed in tranzit, I love you so much Arabella. Lots of Love, Cole xx"~
