Never Fall

1) Leaving

** before you start this story just know that there is going to be marijuana usage from time to time, so if you're not cool with that  then don't bother reading because honestly I don't need a bunch of comments telling me that my main character should not be smoking and blah blah . Also, lots of explicit language . You've been warned.

It's my story and I will write about whatever I so choose, thank you very much .

That being said, here's the story ♡ **

"You fooled me from the start
When you let me start to love you"
- leaving tonight; by The neighbourhood

Chapter 1

I smiled, running into the arms of Blake Reed, my boyfriend. He rested his head on my shoulder and held my waist. "I missed you." He whispered as he nuzzled my neck. I giggled, "I missed you too." I replied honestly, beaming at him.

I heard someone gag as they walked past, it was none other than Jesse Lorenzo, the so called 'bad boy' of the school. No matter how cliche that sounded, it was a spot on thing to call him, with his unreal attractiveness and rule breaking habits, girls swooned over him. Not me though, I was too wrapped up in Blake.

Blake's gripped painfully tightened around my waist, and his jaw clenched. "I fùcking hate him," he spat. "Don't even waist your energy on him, it's not worth it." I said softly. His features loosened, "You're right." He admitted. "Let's go." He led me to my first period class, where we had to part ways.

"I'll see you later." Blake told me when we got to door, before kissing my lips. I smiled and walked into the classroom just as the late bell rang. I took my seat next to my best friend Kacey.

Jesse showed up to class 15 minutes later. "Late." the teacher snapped as he walked in with his late pass. "He's hot." Kacey told me, gawking at him. I rolled my eyes, "You have a boyfriend." I muttered. "Yeah, yeah, speaking of that, he still hasn't texted me back! It's been 47 fucking days!" She cried, exasperated.

I shook my head, kacey was in a long distance relationship with her boyfriend who lived all the way in Nevada. She never got to see him, the only way they communicated was through Skype and kik. You could tell their relationship was real because they always found a way to make it work. They video chatted and messaged each other all the time, but ever since New Years, her boyfriend couldn't use any electronics for 40 days. Kacey she was such an amazing girlfriend, that she waited for him. She waited 40 freakin days to talk to him again, but 47 days had now passed since they last communicated and he still hasn't responded.

Suddenly her phone buzzed, she looked at it with hope shining in brown, almost purple eyes, but all that hope quickly faded as she realized it wasn't him.

Then, my own phone buzzed in my jeans, I pulled it out to check it. It was a message form Blake, saying he needed to talk to me at lunch. My heart dropped. Was he going to break up with me? We were fine a second ago..

Finally, the bell rung twice, signaling that it was lunch time. The bell rings twice when it's lunch or dismissal. I stood up from my chair and walked to my locker. I hadn't seen Blake since the morning, was he avoiding me? My heart thudded furiously against my chest, I didn't want to lose Blake. I couldn't lose him.

I slammed my locker closed and jumped in surprise when Blake was standing there. "Ariana," he started, the worry in his eyes evident. Oh no, this was it. "Yes." I whispered, shakily, I could already hear his words before he spoke them.

"I think, I - I think" he mumbled.

"You're breaking up with me . " I finished, looking away. "What?" He asked, shocked. He pulled my chin up to look at him. "That's not what I was going to say." He said, his voice apprehensive. The relief hit me like ice cold water on a heat wave. I let out a breath I didn't knew id been holding in.

"Wait, that's not what you want, is it?" He asked, nervously. I laughed, "No." I chirped happily, everything was going to be okay.

"Well, what I was going to say .. Was, that, I - I .. think -- I love you. Yeah, I love you, Ariana Darko..." He finished, looking at me expectantly. My breath hitched, my smile faltered. " W - what,?" I choked. His face dropped. I backed away a little, did he just say?

"Don't you .. Don't you love me, Ariana?" He asked, his voice full of hurt. I opened my mouth to speak, to tell him yes, but the words didn't come out. I gulped. Something flashed in Blake's blue eyes , then he looked away, his eyebrows furrowing. "You don't love me." He said, laughing cruelly.

"Blake," I whispered, "I, i -"

"You what? Just say it." He spat, all traces of sincerity gone from his face. "I, I don't know." I whispered, afraid to meet his cold blue eyes. He started to walk away but I grabbed his arm.

"Wait," I whispered, tears forming in my eyes. Was he leaving me? He looked at me, expectantly."is this .. Are you leaving me?" I asked, my voice cracking. Something flickered in his eyes, "I don't know, talk to me when you know what you want." He said before his eyes turned hard and emotionless once again and he shook free of grasp to walk off.

I wiped my eyes and turned around, seeing Jesse Lorenzo looking back at me. There was an amused expression on his face. My pain and confusion entertained him?! Something in my snapped, "You find this interesting!?" I shouted in his face. A small smirk appeared on his lips, then I noticed that he was waiting outside of a classroom that he'd been kicked out of, and here I was, super late to that very same class.

"Are you ever not causing trouble?" I whispered to myself, but he obviously heard. "Actually,yes, there are times when I am not in trouble. Unless you count taking guys girlfriends trouble. He said with a chuckle. I scowled. "You're horrible, all you do is use innocent girls." I said to him. He shook his head, "Please, you don't even love your own boyfriend." He laughed.

My eyes widened as a rush of guilt flooded through me. Suddenly I back away and headed for the exit, I heard him sigh behind but I didn't care. I ran out of the school building, and out into the brisk airs.

And as I walked home with tears brimming my eyes, I realized something;

Jessie was right, I didn't love Blake.