No One Can Love With a Broken Heart
Chapter Three
I change my mind on what nattily looks like, she looks like this, ignore the other one.
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Nattily’s POV
When Ian left I went for a walk. It was a little cold out side but I didn’t mind. I walked to this little park by an old school. I sat on the swings and just listened to the creaking sounds of moving back and forth slowly. I thought about Ian, about how I have spent two years of my life with him and it only felt like such a sort time. He meant the world to me. I would do anything for him, anything at all. He was one of the most important people in my life. Ian was the one I wanted to make mine, forever. I finally told him that I loved him and now I just needed to make the forever part happened. “I should ask him tonight if he ever thought of what would happen to us in the future, and if he does hopefully it’s something good,” I say out loud. I only ever felt this was about one other guy. But I was dumb and only 13. He was 14. We weren’t even really together but, he was exactly like me, we even wanted to move to the same place when we were older, we loved the same sports, music, everything. We even talked on the phone for six hours. He talked about how he could have totally fallen for me in just months. He talked about how he wanted me to move in with him when we moved away. And then, two weeks later he stop calling and texting me. He moved on. I could tell, that was the end of us, before we even started. It killed me. I started having stupid short relationships with guys I didn’t even want. I broke up with them within two weeks. I never planned on letting a guy hurt me ever again, until Ian. He changed my feeling about guys; I knew I was going to be with him for a long time. I just knew it! And I was right, now I just needed to make sure he wasn’t going to hurt me.
My mind went off in different places, I starting thinking about random things when my phone started to buzz. I had a text.
Ian: Decide on a movie yet?
Me: Yeah, what about, Inception, 4:15?
Ian: Sounds good to me, I’ll come get you at 3:30.
I didn’t respond, I just looked at the time on my phone and it was 2:50. I needed to head home.
Once I got home I saw my aunt Ashley in the kitchen, I walked in and waved.
“Hey Hun, what are you doing tonight? We could have a movie night?”
“Oh, I was going to go out with Ian,” I felt bad I never got to see my aunt. I wish I did though.
“Oh! Sounds fun. We can always do it another night”
“What about next Sunday night?” I asked hopefully.
“Nat! That’s your last night of vacation, do you really want to spend that last night with me?” She asked, kind of happy.
“Of course, I never see you!” I walked over and hugged her. I loved my aunt, so much. She smiled at me and told me to go get ready for my date with Ian. I smiled back and listened to her. I scrunched my short red hair and put in a headband. I brushed my teeth and put on some eyeliner and some green eye shadow. Then I went into the bedroom and pulled out a bright green cold shoulder shirt and a cute black skirt. I walked over to the full-length mirror and looked at myself. I looked okay, I guess. Before I knew it Ian honked out front. I waved to Ashley and walked out of the house and into his truck. He stared at me. I didn’t know what to do. I felt a little awkward. “What....?” I finally asked him.
“You look amazing,” he leaned in and kissed me, I blushed and kissed him back.
“Thanks, but I just think I look okay,” I said honestly.
“You a l w a y s look more than okay, when are you going to learn that?’ Ian asked me.
“Never,” I said under my breath so Ian didn’t hear.
Chapter Three
I change my mind on what nattily looks like, she looks like this, ignore the other one.
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:A_woman_with_red_hair.jpg
Nattily’s POV
When Ian left I went for a walk. It was a little cold out side but I didn’t mind. I walked to this little park by an old school. I sat on the swings and just listened to the creaking sounds of moving back and forth slowly. I thought about Ian, about how I have spent two years of my life with him and it only felt like such a sort time. He meant the world to me. I would do anything for him, anything at all. He was one of the most important people in my life. Ian was the one I wanted to make mine, forever. I finally told him that I loved him and now I just needed to make the forever part happened. “I should ask him tonight if he ever thought of what would happen to us in the future, and if he does hopefully it’s something good,” I say out loud. I only ever felt this was about one other guy. But I was dumb and only 13. He was 14. We weren’t even really together but, he was exactly like me, we even wanted to move to the same place when we were older, we loved the same sports, music, everything. We even talked on the phone for six hours. He talked about how he could have totally fallen for me in just months. He talked about how he wanted me to move in with him when we moved away. And then, two weeks later he stop calling and texting me. He moved on. I could tell, that was the end of us, before we even started. It killed me. I started having stupid short relationships with guys I didn’t even want. I broke up with them within two weeks. I never planned on letting a guy hurt me ever again, until Ian. He changed my feeling about guys; I knew I was going to be with him for a long time. I just knew it! And I was right, now I just needed to make sure he wasn’t going to hurt me.
My mind went off in different places, I starting thinking about random things when my phone started to buzz. I had a text.
Ian: Decide on a movie yet?
Me: Yeah, what about, Inception, 4:15?
Ian: Sounds good to me, I’ll come get you at 3:30.
I didn’t respond, I just looked at the time on my phone and it was 2:50. I needed to head home.
Once I got home I saw my aunt Ashley in the kitchen, I walked in and waved.
“Hey Hun, what are you doing tonight? We could have a movie night?”
“Oh, I was going to go out with Ian,” I felt bad I never got to see my aunt. I wish I did though.
“Oh! Sounds fun. We can always do it another night”
“What about next Sunday night?” I asked hopefully.
“Nat! That’s your last night of vacation, do you really want to spend that last night with me?” She asked, kind of happy.
“Of course, I never see you!” I walked over and hugged her. I loved my aunt, so much. She smiled at me and told me to go get ready for my date with Ian. I smiled back and listened to her. I scrunched my short red hair and put in a headband. I brushed my teeth and put on some eyeliner and some green eye shadow. Then I went into the bedroom and pulled out a bright green cold shoulder shirt and a cute black skirt. I walked over to the full-length mirror and looked at myself. I looked okay, I guess. Before I knew it Ian honked out front. I waved to Ashley and walked out of the house and into his truck. He stared at me. I didn’t know what to do. I felt a little awkward. “What....?” I finally asked him.
“You look amazing,” he leaned in and kissed me, I blushed and kissed him back.
“Thanks, but I just think I look okay,” I said honestly.
“You a l w a y s look more than okay, when are you going to learn that?’ Ian asked me.
“Never,” I said under my breath so Ian didn’t hear.
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