#5 Alone & Broken hearts

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Laura POV:

I decided to go home after awhile. I knocked on the door, and it automatically opened.

        
        "LAURA! QUIT DOING THAT! ONE DAY IF YOU GO AGAIN AND NEVER COME BACK I WONT EVER FORGIVE YOU!" My mom yelled. I just wen't upstairs and ignored her. When i got upstairs, I took a shower, slipped into my pajama's and wen't to bed.

•The next Day•

        I woke up, and i felt the sun shining on my face from my window. What a day... I got up from bed, and looked out the window. hey.. there's that boy again... The boy was sitting on the empty field hugging his knees at looking straight ahead. Wow. This Guy must be really lonely. Maybe i'll just visit him... 1 visit won't hurt right? I took a shower, i wore short blue skinny jeans, baggy blue shirt, black converse, And i tied my hair into a high pony tail. Than i wore dark makeup. After i finished changing, i skipped breakfast and walked outside, on to the field. When i walked closer to him, he didn't look back. He just sat there. I finally got next to him and sat down. 

        "Heyyy.." I greeted. He didn't look at me.

        "Hi." he said really quietly. I guess he's really shy.

        "I'm Laura! Your new neighbor! Whats your name?" I said trying to be polite since i saw what happened yesterday.

        "I'm Ross..." he said shyly. Again... Wow. I never met a guy who's so shy. For once, i saw him move, which was when he removed his left hand from his knee, and picked up a flower. He started twirling it around with his hands.

        "So what brings you here in California?" I asked, trying to start a conversation. He hasn't even looked at me once. He murmured something i couldn't understand. Can things get any awkward? I decided to ask something STRANGE which means about being alone but i didn't care because being alone is life. Well.. The way life is supposed to be. You will not believe what he says.

        "How often do you spend your time alone?" I asked him. he looked down.

        "All the time." he says. That answer really surprised me. Whats this burning feeling inside my chest? Near my heart. Deep inside... It burns. And it hurts. Is this what people call a broken heart? I thought it was just a saying! Why would my heart break for him anyways. I only met him. Plus, Its life! Being alone is life! I mean... I spend my alone time with my family but.. Hes differen't.

        "Whats your opinion on Love?" I blurted out. I honestly really wanted to know. So i can find someone like me. AT LEAST.

        "I don't know... I never been in love, and i never will. At least that's what my parents say..." He replied. Why would his parents say that!? But i don't say he will fall in love or he won't but really. Why!?

        "Even i'm starting to believe that...." He stops.

        "That what?" I ask impatiently.

        "Love doesn't exist." 

        

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