country girl meets city boy chapter twelve the day after my birthday

country girl meets city boy
chapter twelve



the day after my birthday i wake up to this. amazing. ive fallin in love. my whole room is. . . its. . . errrm. . music. its art. its quotes. its everything i love. then i turn my head and see Andrew sitting down in a chair. "morning" he says laughing. "what. . . um. . . how did i sleep through this. . . what is this?" i ask sounding more confused then ever before. "for you" he says handing me a card. i read it. and look up to him. "this is from Max" i say. "yeah. . . it got here today" he answers. "but. . . why did he. . ." i cant finish. i go back under my covers and scream. "AHH!" im yelling too loud to hear Andrew so he comes and sits with me. "Liz he said happy birthday and he messed up and misses you" he's jealous. i can tell. "yeah. happy birthday to me. he's gonna miss me. i gave him my whole life. and yes he messe up. i dont care. i dont want him. andrew i want. . . you" i whiper at the end, because then he kisses me. "i needed that" i say. "i think you and me both" he corrects me. "can we go for a walk?" i ask in my sleepy voice still yet after screaming. "yeah. that sounds nice he answers. i smile then he picks me up and throws me over his shoulders. i laugh and whisper "guess what?" and he answers "what?" "i love you" i say after he puts me down. its hard not to get lost in his eyes. i tell my dad we're gonna walk and get dressed fast after we eat some bread. we walk to the park and hang out over there. then we go over to a old path and just talk there for a while. On our way back he stops. he has some kind of weird look in his eyes. he turns to me and says "Liz . . ?" he says it softly. "yeah?" i answer back. "do you ever feel. . " he doesnt have the chance to finish before i say "lost?" "yeah. that it" he agreed. lost. "all the time. i dont know who i am" i say kinda softly. "i know who you are. you're a teenage girl who loves to sing and write. your favorite time of the day is anywhere from 9:30pm-3:am. you can think anywhere no matter whats happening. you're a little girl still in the inside waiting to grow up. you fell in love and got broken so now you are confused. but at the end of the day you know that you fell in love with someone whos crazy weird, someone who you have known forever but thought you met on a plane" i stop and think awhile before i say "sometimes it takes someone else you know who you are before you can" then i kiss him and keep walking. before we get to my apartment he says "when you're lost what do you do?" i stop again. this time i loose my total train of thought for about thirty seconds until Ryan comes out of nowhere and we start walking back to my place again. we stay there for about an hour or two and they head back. Andrew stays over Ryans house that night and i stay up writing a letter to. . . James. even though he's dead. . . he's alive. soon i wake up and notice i never finished the letter and dad walks in. we walk downstairs and eat then i go back up to my room, pack away the letter into a box, and get some shorts on with my hightops and Pink hoodie. i tell my dad im going for a walk and head out the door. i need time to myself.