Don't tell Drew

Fifteen

Ally's POV

My face stuck to my tear soaked pillow, I laid in bed with my cheek pressing against the same pool of tears that had been there for a week. I was so dumb to love him;how could I let myself love him.

I managed to pull the "I'm not feeling good card" for the past week but they would eventually notice my bullshit and wouldn't accept it anymore.

I climbed out of bed and wiped the sleep out of my eyes, grabbing the pack of smokes that sat on my bedside table and my hoodie and I went outside to the backyard.

Smoking's a filthy habit, but it helps with shit yenno.

I lit up a smoke and as it touched my lips a cold, unpleasant shiver ran down my spine.

"Hey.. Ally.." The voice oh so familiar, I willed myself to not turn around.

"go away" I took a puff of my cigarette and stared out into nothing really.

"Ally it's been a week.. we need to talk."

I felt a tear form in the corner of my eye, I took another puff and than put the smoke out on the wood of the deck.

i wiped away the tear that had managed to find it's way down my cheek and rushed passed Wesley not making eye contact.

I ran straight up to my room and slammed the door shut I couldn't let him see me cry, which I knew was about to happen.

20 minutes later

I was able to get over what it was that was happening to me. And made my way downstairs to get something to eat, where Keaton just so happen to be almost every time he is at my house with his head in the ice box.

"Sup keats"
he pulled his head out so fast he whacked it on the top of the fridge.

"oh hey ally.. Sorry for raiding your fridge."

"Eh no problem, you wanna pass me the milk?" I mumbled in between handfuls of dry cocoa puffs.

"Wanna watch some adventure time or something?" I asked sounding hopeful, I needed some company after losing the only two people I had in my life.

"Well uh.." He ran his hand to the back of his head "I'm suppose to be rehearsing with the guys.."

"Oh right.. Okay no problem." I headed over to the couch leaving the mess or cereal and milk on the counter.

"Rein check ?" I spun around to see him smiling at me from the kitchen.

"For sure!"

Wesley's POV

I don't understand how I let this happen, the greatest girl ever to walk into my life and I let her slip out of my hands.

I needed to make things right with her I just didn't know how.

The best thing I could of was to go to her house and try to talk to her. I hadn't left my house in a week and I couldn't keep making up excuses for not going to band practice, luckily Keats filled in for me even though I knew he still hated me.

Of course trying to talk to ally wouldn't work, I really fucked up. She ran past me without even making eye contact clearly it was to painful.

Since I was already there I figured I should make an appearance at band practice before Drew kills me. I was the ally situation take over my life.

Music is the most important thing in my life an I needed to make it my number one priority. Ally will just have to wait.