And She Fell For Love

ONE

               "I've made the biggest mistake ever." I said wiping away my tears as I began to sit on the sidewalk. I've completely lost everything. I've lost my boyfriend, which was best thing I ever had, and now I've been kicked to the curb. This was not how I planned to spend the beginning of Spring Break.
The rain pouring all over my suitcases and duffel bags were making things worse. I already feel sick, last thing I need is to catch pneumonia. This kinda reminded me of being in elementary school, when my best friend always used to talk about hating cold, icy water. As more tears began to fall down, a car pulled over. What a coincidence, it was him. My best friend, Dylan Bartley.

                We've been friends for a really long time. I remember when we first met; we were four years old; hard to believe I can remember that long ago. I think that is my earliest memory.

                But anyways, I remember playing in the park and accidentally running into him. We both started crying, and then his mom came to talk to my mom and then we began having play dates, and before you know it, we're besties. But we're seventeen now, we don't do play dates, we just hang.
He rolled his window down to talk to me.

        "Mya? Oh my god, what happened?" He said, rolling down his window, but I could barely talk. I was too humiliated, which made me cry even more. "Mya, why are you sitting in the pouring rain?" He said getting my bags and putting it in his car.

                "It's a long story."

                "Well you can tell me on the ride home to my house, come on; hop in." I got in his car, adjusted my seat belt, and just sat there depressed and quiet, though my mind was not silent at all.

                "Well, I'm waiting." He said very impatiently.

                "Well, as you know, me and Jesse broke up three days ago. That was the most traumatizing experience I've ever had, because both of us knew we'd be together for a very, very long time, but then my grades starting getting lower; and I went from a 3.7 GPA to a 3.4 and he started looking at other girls and before you knew it, we were done. I asked what's going on and he said that we needed a break. So he thought it'd be best, if we took some time off for a while, and I agreed. But little did I know that when he said for a while, he meant for a very long time. I never had a guy like him before, he was my world, my entire world, but after he dumped me, I just feel completely empty inside, like nothing else matters anymore." I said wiping tears from my eyes. I never really cried in front of Dylan before, and I didn't like that feeling. He was probably hurting inside. "And then, I came home today, and my parents were extremely frustrated to hear that I was dating Jesse while trying to get into Yale University. They said now is the worst time to be dating. They saw my report card, and I don't think I've ever seen my dad face so red before. I tried to explain my side of the story, but then he kicked me out. He even helped pack my bags."

                I couldn't continue without crying into full-blown tears. Dylan then handed me a box of tissues.

                "Continue Mya, what happened afterwards."

                "When he was done helping me pack all my stuff that could fit into the suitcases that we had, he threw them outside and said 'have fun living in th dumpster behind the McDonalds!'. I still have to go back tomorrow for the rest of my stuff though."

                "Mya, I'm so sorry, I guess this week have been really awful for you. You have my condolences. I'm terribly sorry." Reaching at a red light, he then gave me a hug. I needed that hug, it was very comforting.

                "Dylan, where are we going?"

                "Well, right now, we can go out to eat if you're hungry, and then later, we'll go to my place, and beg my mom to let you stay with us for a while, or forever if you want."     Moving in the same house together was something that was on me and Dylan's bucket list since the 3rd grade, but now that we're older, and Dylan is a guy, it might seem a little awkward and weird.

                "Dylan, are you sure about this?"

                "Absolutely. My parents are very welcoming and loaded with major hospitality." I just decided to agree with him, sit back and enjoyed the ride.

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~Author's Note

I originally wrote this around 2013-2014 but reposted it (Jan2015) and changed some details. Who here is from my fanfiction? I also had to change the cover because I changed my username to mercedeswisner

Plus, I'd love to get to know my readers, so:

~If you could stay a certain age forver what would it be? I'd love to stay 16. As of 2016, I am 18.

~Who here thinks Dylan's mom will accept Mya staying in her home?