Here's a Story, Just Bare With Me...
Background
This was it. This was my last day with Alan. My last full day in California. After 16 years of our friendship, being side-by-side every hour that we could, growing stronger with every day, with every memory - good or bad, funny or serious - 16 years of being inseparable and along comes the one thing that would rip us apart; I was moving to England. No more America, no more life, and worst of all no more Alan, at least for the foreseeable future anyway. But that's not good enough, he's like my twin! How am I going to go from seeing him daily to seeing him once a year, if I'm lucky?! I can't cope without him, he's always there for me - as I am for him, or rather was there for him. I wouldn't be now, it's not possible. So here I was, sat in our spot on top of the jungle gym, over-thinking everything as per usual. Checking the time on my phone, I realised I had been sat here for 20 minutes waiting for him.
"God damnit, Ashby," I sighed, "Where the fuck are you?".
"Talking to yourself again?" he smirked, which turned into fits of laughter when he saw how much he made me jump, I swear if he hadn't snaked his arms around my waist I would have fallen to the ground.
"DUDE! You know I hate it when you make me jump," I was practically yelling, which only made him laugh harder, "How long have you been sat there? It's already getting dark and today is my last day. I wanted to spend as much of it with you as I could" I was now pouting, leaning back into his chest. Damn he smelt good. No, Ellie stop. He doesn't think of you like that, and even if he did you're only going to hurt yourself, and worst of all him. You're leaving, remember?!
"Well hello to you to, Miss No-Manners," he teased, "and not very long in all honesty. Seriously though Ells, relax. I know you're worrying about leaving but just don't think about it for now, enjoy the time we have left. We'll worry about you leaving when that time comes. Besides, I have two surprises for you," my heart fluttered at the nickname he gave me, but then I saw him pull out two gifts, each with my name scribbled on in his handwriting. "You're not allowed to open them until you've left," I narrowed my eyes at him, why tell me now if I can't open it? "Don't glare at me sweetie, you're too beautiful for that".
I scoffed, "I'm far from beautiful, Gingie".
"No. Don't say that, you are gorgeous. Trust me, I know. I see you differently to how you see yourself, you point out flaws that aren't even there, I see the real you, you're beautiful, Ellie". I thanked him, and then groaned as my mum was probably expecting me back.
"Dude, I'm gonna have to go now," tears were forming in my eyes, then fell when I tried to blink them back. He turned me so I was facing him before wiping them away with his thumb.
"No you're not, I talked to your parents. You're sleeping at mine tonight, your bags are already there," he smiled. God, his smile. I could just melt into it, he was perfect. I realised he still had his hand on my face, and reached up before placing mine on top and smiling at the ground. I felt two fingers gently pushing my chin up, and then his lips on mine. He is kissing me. Alan Anthony Ashby is kissing me. And I'm kissing back. His hand wonders to my waist and he pulls me closer to him so our bodies are touching, and he runs his tongue along my lower lip and I instinctively grant him access. In that moment I felt every worry fade away into nothing, and then for the first time in years everything was perfect.
"God damnit, Ashby," I sighed, "Where the fuck are you?".
"Talking to yourself again?" he smirked, which turned into fits of laughter when he saw how much he made me jump, I swear if he hadn't snaked his arms around my waist I would have fallen to the ground.
"DUDE! You know I hate it when you make me jump," I was practically yelling, which only made him laugh harder, "How long have you been sat there? It's already getting dark and today is my last day. I wanted to spend as much of it with you as I could" I was now pouting, leaning back into his chest. Damn he smelt good. No, Ellie stop. He doesn't think of you like that, and even if he did you're only going to hurt yourself, and worst of all him. You're leaving, remember?!
"Well hello to you to, Miss No-Manners," he teased, "and not very long in all honesty. Seriously though Ells, relax. I know you're worrying about leaving but just don't think about it for now, enjoy the time we have left. We'll worry about you leaving when that time comes. Besides, I have two surprises for you," my heart fluttered at the nickname he gave me, but then I saw him pull out two gifts, each with my name scribbled on in his handwriting. "You're not allowed to open them until you've left," I narrowed my eyes at him, why tell me now if I can't open it? "Don't glare at me sweetie, you're too beautiful for that".
I scoffed, "I'm far from beautiful, Gingie".
"No. Don't say that, you are gorgeous. Trust me, I know. I see you differently to how you see yourself, you point out flaws that aren't even there, I see the real you, you're beautiful, Ellie". I thanked him, and then groaned as my mum was probably expecting me back.
"Dude, I'm gonna have to go now," tears were forming in my eyes, then fell when I tried to blink them back. He turned me so I was facing him before wiping them away with his thumb.
"No you're not, I talked to your parents. You're sleeping at mine tonight, your bags are already there," he smiled. God, his smile. I could just melt into it, he was perfect. I realised he still had his hand on my face, and reached up before placing mine on top and smiling at the ground. I felt two fingers gently pushing my chin up, and then his lips on mine. He is kissing me. Alan Anthony Ashby is kissing me. And I'm kissing back. His hand wonders to my waist and he pulls me closer to him so our bodies are touching, and he runs his tongue along my lower lip and I instinctively grant him access. In that moment I felt every worry fade away into nothing, and then for the first time in years everything was perfect.
Notes
So this is my first ever fanfic, it's probably shit so I apologise.
I've just had ideas in my head for fanfics and thought 'fuck it, write them, what's the worst that could happen' XD
Hope you like it :)
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I love this please update soon :D
4/6/15