~ Can My Heart Survive? ( Part One ) ~

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A/N: I recommend playing this song while reading. You may choose not to.

Brooklyn's POV

Should I feel this way? The constant worry about something that may even be one sided. I have no idea where I got this confidence from although it seems to be there.

My mind is all over the place. As I stare at the tall male figure in front of me, the one I currently have a huge crush on.

My mind was too occupied to notice the words being said to me. It was as though my eyes had decided to focus on his face alone, everything around me became a blur besides him. I continue to walk side by side with him.

I came back to reality after the feeling of wind going across my face as a hand was being waved in front of mine.

"Brooklyn?"

I shake my head in attempt to put my mind straight, still hearing my heart beat louder than a roar.

"Uh yeah?"

"Did you listen to anything I just said?"

"Yeah!"

"What did I say then?"

"Uh...."

I see him chuckle. If I were to say I was embarrassed, that would be a huge understatement.

"It's fine, it wasn't anything important" He says reassuringly.

"Oh okay..." I smile awkwardly, was it really something that wasn't important?

We continue to walk through the school corridors making our way towards the cafeteria. Although it was break, there seemed to be a lot of people.

Many people had greeted me on the way and even when we arrived.
They had also greeted Phelium but honestly seemed to be more interested in me. I was used to this so I didn't have a problem with it. This is how my life is.

After collecting our food, we had searched for a empty table. I had spotted one and dragged Phelium towards it and sat down.

Suddenly, the thought of my friends had come up and I found myself questioning as to where they were.

"Hmm...I haven't seen them since the start of school" I say curiously as I open my packet of cheese and crackers.

"Huh?"

"Oh uh I was just wondering where my friends were" I look up to see a slightly confused expression printed on Phelium as if he was also wondering.

"Oh yeah I haven't seen Athena"

"I haven't seen either of them...that's weird"

"Maybe Athena is in the library or maybe she's already in class waiting... she tends to skip break since it isn't that long"

"You're right, but what about Layla?"

"God knows what that girl is doing. I'm surprised I'm not seeing her stuff herself with food right now." I say calmly without hesitation

"Wow, I'm seeing a clear difference between how you treat Layla and Athena" He laughs lightly. I nod rather quickly making him laugh more.

"Thanks for noticing, anyway I guess I can go find them after we finish eating"

"Okay! Do you want me to help you find them?"

"No it's okay and anyway you have basketball practice after. I don't think you should miss it because of me"

"I guess so...okay then"

We continue to eat our food. Although my mind was still set on my friends, I was still able to concentrate on our conversation without letting my eyes go looking for them.

"I should leave now."

"Oh okay...hope you find your friends"

"They aren't entirely missing, they are just somewhere in the school doing their own thing."

"Still, it's not fun to have to be alone and find your friends who could be multiple places at once"

"You do have a point. What do you suggest I should do then?"

"Um...I guess I can..."

I watch him nervously stroke his neck. I've never seen him look so nervous before.

"What is it?"

"Can I come with you...?" He smiles awkwardly.

My heart races at his sudden question, I was completely frozen. But I knew I was gonna say something I was going to regret.

"I would love for you to come but I kinda just want to be alone with my friends for now..."

"Oh right...okay then." Although he was smiling he seemed disappointed.
But I didn't want to believe that he was, did he really want to come with me that badly? Or did he just want to see Athena...?

I shouldn't think about it too much. I stand up and pick up my tray with empty plastic packets and leftover grapes as they were too sour for me to handle. Layla would be helpful right now, she would devour this in seconds, I don't get how she likes sour things like this...

I wave at him before walking towards the tray area and left the cafeteria with a slight hint of regret. I wonder what he was thinking... was there a hidden meaning that I didn't get?

Word Count: 760

A/N : Thanks for reading! Sorry for the late update.

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