Ditching The Playboy /// H.S Fanfiction Sequel

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(She-said)

"I want to wander."

I stared at him blankly.

"What?"

He turned towards me, his pink plump lips tugging up into a smile. His ocean blue eyes staring into mine.

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on earth. Then I ask myself the same question." He replied.

That quote stuck in my head. They're so many places that I can wander and be adventurous at. So many places to meet different people, and be with ones that understand me. How life isn't just life but something more. There's a reason we're here to be learnt a lesson, to be on earth and go through these struggles and pain. There's a reason we die, and that people think their are gods waiting for us once we exit this world. Theres a little something more behind everything, but I still stay, stuck in the same place.

He parted his lips as if he was about to speak, but I interrupted him. Trapped in my mind swimming in my thoughts of different lyrics, quotes, poems. Just by that one quote he said right there he opened my mind to a full of wonder, and imagination.

Don't say the words that's on your lips,

Don't look at me that way,

Just promise you'll remember

When the sky is grey

He stared at me with wide eyes. Not knowing that I let those lyrics slip out of my mouth, singing with all my heart and mind. My soul actually in it, as he showed me these words. He led me to more music. Instead of laughing, instead of smirking, instead of making fun of me he kept beautiful smile and went along.

'Cause you were mine for the summer

Now we know it's nearly over

Just like snow in September

But I always will remember,

You were my summer love

I love the way he could just come up with lyrics to go with my song on the spot. I love the way he sings so beautifully making a perfect melody to the song. It connected with my words. It connected me to someone more then I've had before. Maybe more then I had with Harry. If I had at all.

"Summer love." I said.

"Yup. The name of your song."

"No."

His eyes widened, as if asking what I had meant by that. It wasn't my song. It wasn't the title of my song. It wasn't that at all.

"The name of our song."

He jumped off the branch which wasn't to high, but I couldn't jump. I had my book bag on which would make it harder for me to gain my balance of I had jumped. Instead he grabbed my sides, helping, lowering me to the ground.

I reached into my book bag and once again pulled out my leather journal. I was serious about doing this. To finally confine in someone. To show someone who I really am. To show someone the real me. I know he won't blow me off like Harry did. I know that compared to Harry, he's an actual kind person. He would hear me out no matter how stupid or lame the situation is. Just being with this stranger for an hour or so gained me more trust then I had with Harry for all those years.

Finally, that's something I'm glad to say.

I stretched my arm out, holding the journal in front of him, signaling him to take it into his grasp. Soon his smile softened as he nodded, taking the journal from my hands leaving them cold from the warmth my journal had given me.

I watched him as he used his other hand to reach into his back pockets, pulling out a smaller notebook. I thought that was his phone. He held out the notebook in front of me to take like I did to him. I gradually took it, smiling at him.