The end of a love story novel
I woke up in the middle of the night, it was storming. I was so exhausted after yesterday. Me and Vera were at a bar, until 4 in the morning, we were on a double date with my boyfriend, Aiden, and Vera’s date’s name was Leo. Leo was someone that Vera met in the hallway at work, and they got talking. Vera and Leo seem to have a really good time, but me and Aiden? No, not really, I don’t know what to say, and I think he doesn't either. We have been together for 6 months now, and it was going really good in the first 5 months, but now we have talked about everything and everyone we know. When we first dated, I thought it was going to last forever, and when he asked me to be his girlfriend, I obviously said yes. That was about 4 weeks after we were on our first date. He is so romantic and so kind, and he has the best hair, it’s light brown with a tint of orange in it. But he is really short, he is like 5,7 and I'm 5,4 soo.... anyway, I walked to the window and saw a beautiful man outside, his eyes were dark brown, and they were like sparkling, his dark wet hair was over his eyes, and it was kind of messy even when it was wet. His wet clothes were dark and suddenly he looked at me, he looked... uhm... strange, when I suddenly realized that I had been staring. Did he know that I had been staring? I quickly walked away, over to my bed, and laid down. But then I heard something in the kitchen. It was... it sounded like a bird. I slowly walked into the kitchen and looked to see if something was there. There was nothing. I looked over to the window. Nothing there either. It must have been something on my mind. Maybe I dreamed. I punched myself in the arm, it hurt, so I was not asleep. I walked into my dark living room and sat down the sofa was very soft. My mom bought it for me when I moved in, about 3 weeks ago. There are still some boxes on the floor, that’s just my books and stuff like that. I sat there and suddenly I remembered the man outside, he must be freezing. I looked out the window and there he was looking up at me, like i was some sort of idiot, I was in fact. So, I ran over to the door, took my keys, and quickly took some slippers on. I slammed the door behind me, and took the elevator down, it was very slow. I pressed the button and waited too long. He was properly gone by now. I walked out of the elevator and said hello to the old man at the desk, surprising he was still up. I ran out of the apartment building and into the street. I walked down the street, up and down, and up and down, but he wasn’t there. I was freezing.
It was the same thing, every night that happened. It was just so free, standing there and just looking down at him, kind of like a stalker. But he was just so beautiful, his dark brown hair was so messy but also very cute, when it was raining his hair was very dark, almost black, but when it just was him and the moon, it was light brown, not like mine. I saw him in one of my dreams last week, we were in a cafe, drinking coffee, talking like everybody else. He had the most beautiful voice, it was magical. It sounded like someone from a movie. Like they knew every single word that they were going to say. I remember in the dream that I almost fell asleep because of his voice. I haven’t even met him, and I'm already starting to have dreams about him. I’m obviously obsessed with him. What was his name? He didn’t say in my dreams, but he looked like a Christian, maybe a Cristoffer.
I haven’t told Aiden yet because I'm scared that he is going to leave me, but I really should do it and just end it with him, because I am not even attracted to him anymore, it just kind of faded away over the last month. I really, really hope he feels the same, I just don’t want to break his heart, it is just so harsh. Last year I had this boyfriend named Conner, but then after 3 months, he broke my heart, and I stayed home for almost a week, it was horrible. I can’t do that to him.
I walked into the apartment building about 40 minutes after. The old man was still at the desk, he looked tired. I hadn’t got his name, and I don’t think he knows my name either, so maybe we could chit-chat a little bit, or was it a bad time? I looked down at my big navy-blue watch, 5 am. It was kind of early, but he was still awake (I think), so why not. I walked over to him and realized after I told him my name that he was sleeping. Maybe tomorrow then. I took the elevator up, and I pressed 4 floor. I opened the door with my pink keys, and walked in, and someone called my name... who was that? And how the hell did he know my name? I just stood in the hallway, when he asked, “can you come in here please?” “Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in my apartment?” He didn’t answer. I walked into the kitchen, and there he was, standing right in front of the window, I couldn't see his face, but from behind, I could tell it was him. “Why are you here, and how did you get in?” I asked, frustrated. “The door was unlocked” he said, still looking out of the window. “You had no right to leave me like that!” he said, and his voice cracked. What? “I don’t even know who you are?” I shouted. “Don’t be stupid, Jewl” How did he know...? The only person who called me that, was my childhood best friend, and I hadn't seen him since that summer, so many years ago. “You know who i am... don't be stupid” he was almost crying now. “Why did you leave without saying goodbye?!?” What? I was so mad at him, and I didn’t even know who he was. I can't get this together, who is he? And that’s when he turned around, and everything just fell down in the puzzle, that almost took 4 and a half years. I knew who he was, it was like everything about him had changed from that moment. I almost can't see who he is, though it feels like I'm home. And home is so far away from here. It was James, my childhood best friend. And then we fell apart for a couple of years, but then our moms hooked us up, so we united for one summer, it was the best summer of my life. Everything was just right, we were together every second, but then like every other summer romances the spark died, and we had to end it. So, I drove off without saying goodbye, because I wouldn't mess with him and his girlfriend, Claire, who was away that summer, and I felt so bad, because Claire was properly very sweet. I thought they were in love, maybe not. Then she came home and surprised him, but I was there, so we all got into a huge fight. And I drove home to my parents because i thought he hated me. Apparently not. “James? You really came back after all these years?” Right now, I was just so mad, because he could’ve called me, and he could’ve asked his mom why I was not there, because she knew for sure. But apparently, he didn’t care about me, or what we’ve built over all these years. And then he said “Of course Jewl, i could never forget you. You were my whole life, and sure I loved her, but loved you so much more than her. I’ve always loved you, and you know that.” “Even now?” I asked. “Yes Jewl, and you should know, that i hadn't had a girlfriend or even dated since that happened. Well now I'm lying, I tried to date, but I couldn't stop thinking about you, and every girl asked me why i wasn't listening, and I didn't even answer them there, so they left. I
really wanted to forget you, because i knew that you wouldn't come back. But then yesterday, I thought that i just could come back to you, so I called everyone I knew and asked them where you could be, and then they told me, so I came back. And you shouldn't think that I didn't care about you back then, because I did, I talked to everyone you know, and none would even tell me if you were at your parents, so I stopped, because I didn't think there was a chance that you would want me back after it.” He stopped and i looked at him and said, “How could I not want you back?” “I thought you hated me, for screwing with your relationship with Claire, you were so mad that one night, and I didn’t know what to do, so I just left.” “No, I was never mad at you, I was mad at Claire” he said. “Why would you be mad at Claire, you were the one who cheated.” “No, you don’t understand, its so complicated, you weren’t there.” He said regretfully. “What relationship isn’t complicated?!” “The reason I cheated on her, was to get out of the relationship..” So he was just using me, I thought to myself. “It was not even a relationship, I was just a status symbol. Another trophy to her collection. She didn’t even like me, we were always arguing about stupid stuff, like why I shouldn’t even look at other girls, she was always so jealous, I could be talking to a female teacher and she would get mad at me. I had to cheat to get out of it, she used to tell me that she would make everyone hate me, If I broke up with her.” How could I’ve never noticed it. I was so stunned, how could he do that. There was silence for a bit of time. “So you were just using me??? You didn’t even like me?? Were you just going to leave me the second she found out??” Didn’t you even listen to me?!? I told you that I loved you, and I needed to get out of it, she was ruining me!!” “I’m so sorry, I’m being so stupid, you are totally right. Wait what did you say right before that ruining part??” “That I needed to get out of the relationship???” he said confused. “No, no before that part...” “That I loved you?” he said while blushing. And then he says... “I love you Jewl,” My heart melted, just hearing the words from his mouth, he was closer now, everything was right, I was so happy I could die now. “Really? Are you sure?” I gasped, “I couldn’t be more sure, Jewl” His face was just a few centimeters away. His lips were so irresistible, there were no words. I closed my eyes, and I could fell his breath on my neck. His hands were now on my hips, slowly lifting me up, and I could fell his lips on mine, he moved his hands from my hips and into my hair, the same he did that night when we were home. I then pulled back and said “I love you too James”.