The following story is true and actually happened to me yesterday/last night c:
the heart broken [him] .&. the heart healer [me] .&.
the heart breaker [her]
[ She was there to throw him down
He was there to shatter
But I was there to fix what was broken
Because he was all that mattered ]
No matter how much she pleaded, I refused. I hated to be with her and her boyfriends; I always ended up being the awkward third wheel. But it was even worse when her boyfriend was the one I truly desired, and she was one of my closest friends. Though, due to that very same fact, I agreed to going with one of my closest friends because she refused to be with him alone.
Why? He was an amazing guy. Sweet, funny, smart, attractive. He had it all. Perhaps it was just the fact that the first date wasn't one to be completely alone. Or maybe it was the fact that they had dated before and she had broken up with him because the relationship was too fast, and she feared that it would happen again if they were alone.
I never did find out.
The night started off well. Center Rocks - The best meeting place. Us hiding like ninjas, and he texting her to say that he didn't see her. Us jumping out and scaring him, and him dismissing it and declaring he was simply surprised. We were all just walking about together like we were simply friends, and not a couple who's friend was only there because she was guilted into coming. We were dashing off across the street, laughing at the fact that the 'Don't walk' sign never did change, despite us pounding on the button. We entered the local minimart, and grabbed ourselves some slushies and multiple packages of colorful little Skittles, picking out the ones to buy based on how colourful the packaging was.
Then things went bad. For me, at least. The two had begun to get affectionate - Hugging and holding hands and speaking all sweetly to each other. It hurt me to see that admittedly. We were sitting upon the play structure at one of the schools scattered about the city. We referred to it as Saint Dom's, seeing as the true name was too long for us to even bother saying. The Northern Lights danced over our heads, slightly faded but still with vivid greens and pinks. I pointed it out, and immediately each one of us glanced overhead.
"Aurora borealis." he commented brightly. "Or maybe it's the Northern Lights."
"Aren't they the same thing?" I questioned with a smirk.
"Yeah, that's what the 'or' was for." he replied matter-of-factly, gazing up at the sky with soft eyes.
The dark sky was illuminated by this colour, but not by much. It was cold out and we, dressed in our thin brand-name sweaters that didn't radiate any heat at all, were freezing. As soon as she mentioned it, he dropped to her side and suggested cuddling to keep warm. She, sounding embarassed, declared that she wasn't cold anymore.
I knew she was lying.
He knew it, too. Her slight shivers were clearly visible. He stood up again, his playfully sly smile disappearing as he returned his eyes to the sky, where the colouring was beginning to fade away even more.
Then I was the savior, speaking to clear the awkward silence hanging in the air. "It's freezing." I declared quietly, pulling the hood of my light rose-pink sweater up over my head to cover my ears.
"You need some cuddles." he added jokingly, that smile returning. She glanced over at him though, and he lost his this mannor, dropping to the wood make-up of the play structure directly across from me, his eyes on me for a moment before switching to her.
"I still can't believe you threw my slushie." I said to break the silence once again.
He laughed, his sweet eyes settling on me. "It was an accident."
"Oh really? You just happened to swing your arm over and whack it right out of my hands and just happen to have it go flying over the railing?" I laughed along with him, enjoying this joke that she wasn't part of. She just sat silently, listening to our conversation.
"Exactly!" he agreed, his laughs beginning to die down in synchronization with mine.
Eight o'clock approached fast. He stood up, glancing down at his cell phone while telling us that he had to leave. Outside of the school grounds, he and my friend said goodbye to each other with a small, awkward-looking hug, before we all set off to go our seperate ways home.
Then I saw my chance.
She texted me to tell me that this relationship was too fast. She couldn't handle it. I, not even thinking about having a chance with him but just acting out of consideration and comfort towards my friend, suggested that she break up with him instead of leading him on. She asked me to do it for her, and I agreed. She wanted me to be mean about it, seeing as he was being a "jerk" in her mind with the taking it slow thing about their relationship, but I wasn't okay with that. I texted him and broke it to him very gently. As gently as I could muster.
I'm so sorry, but she's breaking up with you. I agreed to do it for her so that I could be nice about it. She wanted me to be mean, but I decided you didn't deserve that.
She's seriously breaking up with me?
His texting reply was simple, but I could sense the emotion in it.
I don't want to seem like a jerk for doing this for her, but I'm truly sorry.
Oh... Really?
Yes.
I didn't even have to consider my reply. It was instant and not the slightest bit hesitant. It was only an hour or so later that I got his reply.
Thanks.
Anytime. We're friends - You can come to me with anything and I'll help.
You will?
Of course.
Again came that instant reply. But no reply from him.
You're okay, right?
Yeah, I'll be fine. Thank you. For everything. Thank you so much.
Like I said, anytime. Anytime at all. No matter if it's three in the morning or two in the afternoon.
That's great to hear. It helps... A lot. It truly does. I'd like to continue this conversation, but I have to go.
Alright. I'll see you tomorrow c:
Goodnight c;
Days later, he was doing very well. I comforted him into not even being hurt anymore. He had no resent toward her, nor was there any awkwardness between them. Because he now knew I cared, I had my best friend ask if he liked me, and I had her tell him that I like him.
I soon got a text from her saying that he said it was a secret. Before I could even reply to her text, I got another. It was from him. Thinking it was just a 'hi' or something simply between good friends, or maybe another thank-you for helping him out of a dark time, I opened it just as I would open any other text.
I just wanted to tell you that I really like you. You've helped me out a lot these past few days even though we're only friends, and that's something I don't want to lose. I've liked you for a while, but because of all this, I've realized that you mean more to me than I thought. I don't know if your friend was right about you liking me, but I hope she was or else I'd feel like a fool for saying this, but... Would you go out with me?
Of course I will.
Yesterday had to have been the day of my life. It was one day after I began dating who I soon found out was probably the sweetest guy ever to exist. We were set to hang out after school, and I brought along my friend, who was also his ex. But because there was no longer any bad blood between them, the start of the night wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be due to her being there.
Her step-father dropped us off at our meeting place - The minimart where we always got slushies and Skittles or chocolate bars and donuts. It was a chilly night, and so we got hot chocolate. I gladly shared mine with my new boyfriend and - though he ended up drinking it all - I could tell that the other people with us, all of them his friends excluding her, thought it was sweet that we did so. As the night continued on, we began to warm up to each other. We were at Saint Dom's, sitting and playing truth or dare. Somehow, I knew that this was going to happen even before I was dared to.
"I dare you guys to kiss." came the voice of his friend Keyler, acting without hesitation on his turn.
I glanced at him, and he just gave me that cute little smile and cooed sweetly, "Come over here."
It wasn't a long kiss. Simply a peck. But it was intense. It was both mine and his first kiss, and we both somehow knew what we were doing. But after that kiss completely shattered the thin sheet of ice between us instead of just cracking it, we were affectionate to each other without even the slightest reluctantancy - despite the fact that we had five other people there - and with not even a hint of awkwardness.
So far, my night was going very well.
We were now walking to that minimart, only an hour later, to get more hot chocolate. Freezing as we were, he insisted that he needed a hug to keep him warm as we began to leave the school grounds.
His arm around me and my head on his shoulder, we were a picture-perfect couple. It was companionable silence between us until he decided to speak.
"You smell good." he commented quietly. His voice was slightly joking, but true at the same time.
"Um, thanks?" I laughed brightly, lifting my head to glance at him before snuggling back up to him.
So far, my night was going excellantly.
"Okay, so this time I'm going to get two straws so you don't drink it all." I said as I dropped mini-marshmallows into my hot chocolate cup.
"Get an extra large. Then we'll be warm for a long time." he suggested, grabbing a plastic lid and two straws.
I rolled my eyes with a smile, grabbed another cup, and proceeded to pour the marshmallows into that cup. I then positioned the cup underneath the spout, pushing the green button for the hot chocolate. It poured out, warm and steaming. Each time I'd stop due to the fact that it tended to overflow if you held it down, he'd comment that I needed more and would irritate everyone, whereas I just smiled at him affectionately and then ended up having to force myself to take my eyes off his.
After paying, we were now walking out of the minimart, our hands overlapping as we both held the cup of hot chocolate to keep our hands warm. I popped the lid off and threw it in the garbage, insisting that we could both drink out of it without a lid. It was then that the tiny bit of ice that still hung between us about being extremely close was broken. We both went in to take a sip of the hot chocolate, our faces only centimetres away. Our eyes met, an unspoken bond between us being noticed there and then.
So far, my night was going spectacularly.
We were now at the Center Rocks. He was seated up in a tree, no longer with the hot chocolate seeing as we had drank it all, and I was lower down. After I mentioned being cold, he said that I should come sit with him all the way at the top of the tree. I carefully did so, climbing up and sitting beside him. This time it was instinctive movement - His arm around my waist, mine draped across his shoulders and our heads drawn close together as we listened to conversations from below. I went to check my cell phone, only to find that it wasn't there.
"Oh shiz guys, my phone's gone." I called down, hoping maybe it had dropped before I climbed up the tree.
"I'll text you." he said, pulling his cell phone from his pocket and zipping through his contacts.
My ringer went off, and the people down below were turning on the flashlights on their phones to find it. Soon my friend thrust her hand up to me, exclaiming, "Found it!"
"Oh thank God!" I said in relief, reaching down to grab it and slide it back in my pocket.
"You cold?" he asked quietly, ignoring the chatter from lower down and glancing at me with a slightly smug look. I knew that he wasn't truly asking if I was cold.
I smiled. "Freezing." I replied, before mentioning that we should get out of this tree. In moments we were down in the group, holding each other and rocking back and forth slowly, my head on his shoulder and his arms locked around me in a warm embrace.
"Were you at the dance?" he murmured softly. Despite being in the group, we were still in our own little world right then and there. We gave our input to the whole group occasionally, but we couldn't really focus on anything but each other.
"Yeah, why?" I replied quietly, content with just staying here forever.
"I was just thinking about it since we look like we're dancing." he said, shrugging slightly. "I wish the dance would've been later in the year. Like around now. Then we could've gone together and actually danced."
"Well we're basically dancing now. There'll be more dances. I think there's a Halloween one soon." I continued, my voice hushed. We were speaking quietly, but it wasn't because we were embarassed to be together. It was simply because it was proper for the mood right now, and we didn't want to interrupt the rest of the group who were a slight ways away from us now.
"I hope so. What time is it?" he asked, addressing the entire group and making it clear that he had no intention on ending our embrace to check himself.
"Almost eight." replied my friend, tucking her phone back into the pocket of her sweater.
"I have to leave at eight-thirty. You know, I could stay like this forever." he said, returning back to the conversation between just us.
"Me too. I wish we didn't have to leave so early." I replied, burying my face into his shoulder as a cold wind whipped by.
"We should hang out tomorrow, too." he said after a moment of bracing himself from the wind.
"Yeah, we should. I have homework to do tomorrow, but I'll get it done and then we can hang out after supper." I agreed, lifting my head a bit. "We should probably start walking since we're going to walk you home." I said. I felt his comfortable grip loosen and his arms slide away as mine did the same. "We should get going, guys." I added to the rest of the group. My friend and I lived close to each other - We'd walk him home and then walk home together.
Everyone else but me, my friend, and him was gone now. We set off towards his house, which wasn't too far away. The whole time our fingers remained intertwined and we stayed close together, while she playfully commented that she felt like an awkward third-wheel.
We arrived at his house much too quickly for my liking. Our hands split apart, and we both wrapped our arms around each other in a tight hug. He pressed a light kiss to my cheek before reluctantly pulling away. With a smile, he waved and sent me with a sweet farewell and a promise to see him tomorrow.
Not even ten seconds after he disappeared into his house and we began walking down the street toward our houses, I got a text from him.
I miss you already :c
I was sad about having to leave, but this text brought a smile to my face and a warmth flooded into me.
Aww, miss you too :c
I replied, though due to my freezing hands, I tapped on my touchscreen keyboard infinitely slowly. We continued back and forth like this. I didn't even notice I was home until my hand was on the doorknob. Cold and tired, but filled with the emotional warmth of feeling so loved and cared for and being able to give that feeling to someone, I climbed the stairs up to my room and changed into my pyjamas. I was going to take my sweater off, but when I noticed that his sweet scent was all over it, I zipped it back up and dropped into bed. I could not see myself while sleeping of course, but I could swear on my life that I fell asleep with a smile.
And now at the end of this day, my night was as perfect as it could possibly be.
the heart broken [him] .&. the heart healer [me] .&.
the heart breaker [her]
[ She was there to throw him down
He was there to shatter
But I was there to fix what was broken
Because he was all that mattered ]
No matter how much she pleaded, I refused. I hated to be with her and her boyfriends; I always ended up being the awkward third wheel. But it was even worse when her boyfriend was the one I truly desired, and she was one of my closest friends. Though, due to that very same fact, I agreed to going with one of my closest friends because she refused to be with him alone.
Why? He was an amazing guy. Sweet, funny, smart, attractive. He had it all. Perhaps it was just the fact that the first date wasn't one to be completely alone. Or maybe it was the fact that they had dated before and she had broken up with him because the relationship was too fast, and she feared that it would happen again if they were alone.
I never did find out.
The night started off well. Center Rocks - The best meeting place. Us hiding like ninjas, and he texting her to say that he didn't see her. Us jumping out and scaring him, and him dismissing it and declaring he was simply surprised. We were all just walking about together like we were simply friends, and not a couple who's friend was only there because she was guilted into coming. We were dashing off across the street, laughing at the fact that the 'Don't walk' sign never did change, despite us pounding on the button. We entered the local minimart, and grabbed ourselves some slushies and multiple packages of colorful little Skittles, picking out the ones to buy based on how colourful the packaging was.
Then things went bad. For me, at least. The two had begun to get affectionate - Hugging and holding hands and speaking all sweetly to each other. It hurt me to see that admittedly. We were sitting upon the play structure at one of the schools scattered about the city. We referred to it as Saint Dom's, seeing as the true name was too long for us to even bother saying. The Northern Lights danced over our heads, slightly faded but still with vivid greens and pinks. I pointed it out, and immediately each one of us glanced overhead.
"Aurora borealis." he commented brightly. "Or maybe it's the Northern Lights."
"Aren't they the same thing?" I questioned with a smirk.
"Yeah, that's what the 'or' was for." he replied matter-of-factly, gazing up at the sky with soft eyes.
The dark sky was illuminated by this colour, but not by much. It was cold out and we, dressed in our thin brand-name sweaters that didn't radiate any heat at all, were freezing. As soon as she mentioned it, he dropped to her side and suggested cuddling to keep warm. She, sounding embarassed, declared that she wasn't cold anymore.
I knew she was lying.
He knew it, too. Her slight shivers were clearly visible. He stood up again, his playfully sly smile disappearing as he returned his eyes to the sky, where the colouring was beginning to fade away even more.
Then I was the savior, speaking to clear the awkward silence hanging in the air. "It's freezing." I declared quietly, pulling the hood of my light rose-pink sweater up over my head to cover my ears.
"You need some cuddles." he added jokingly, that smile returning. She glanced over at him though, and he lost his this mannor, dropping to the wood make-up of the play structure directly across from me, his eyes on me for a moment before switching to her.
"I still can't believe you threw my slushie." I said to break the silence once again.
He laughed, his sweet eyes settling on me. "It was an accident."
"Oh really? You just happened to swing your arm over and whack it right out of my hands and just happen to have it go flying over the railing?" I laughed along with him, enjoying this joke that she wasn't part of. She just sat silently, listening to our conversation.
"Exactly!" he agreed, his laughs beginning to die down in synchronization with mine.
Eight o'clock approached fast. He stood up, glancing down at his cell phone while telling us that he had to leave. Outside of the school grounds, he and my friend said goodbye to each other with a small, awkward-looking hug, before we all set off to go our seperate ways home.
Then I saw my chance.
She texted me to tell me that this relationship was too fast. She couldn't handle it. I, not even thinking about having a chance with him but just acting out of consideration and comfort towards my friend, suggested that she break up with him instead of leading him on. She asked me to do it for her, and I agreed. She wanted me to be mean about it, seeing as he was being a "jerk" in her mind with the taking it slow thing about their relationship, but I wasn't okay with that. I texted him and broke it to him very gently. As gently as I could muster.
I'm so sorry, but she's breaking up with you. I agreed to do it for her so that I could be nice about it. She wanted me to be mean, but I decided you didn't deserve that.
She's seriously breaking up with me?
His texting reply was simple, but I could sense the emotion in it.
I don't want to seem like a jerk for doing this for her, but I'm truly sorry.
Oh... Really?
Yes.
I didn't even have to consider my reply. It was instant and not the slightest bit hesitant. It was only an hour or so later that I got his reply.
Thanks.
Anytime. We're friends - You can come to me with anything and I'll help.
You will?
Of course.
Again came that instant reply. But no reply from him.
You're okay, right?
Yeah, I'll be fine. Thank you. For everything. Thank you so much.
Like I said, anytime. Anytime at all. No matter if it's three in the morning or two in the afternoon.
That's great to hear. It helps... A lot. It truly does. I'd like to continue this conversation, but I have to go.
Alright. I'll see you tomorrow c:
Goodnight c;
Days later, he was doing very well. I comforted him into not even being hurt anymore. He had no resent toward her, nor was there any awkwardness between them. Because he now knew I cared, I had my best friend ask if he liked me, and I had her tell him that I like him.
I soon got a text from her saying that he said it was a secret. Before I could even reply to her text, I got another. It was from him. Thinking it was just a 'hi' or something simply between good friends, or maybe another thank-you for helping him out of a dark time, I opened it just as I would open any other text.
I just wanted to tell you that I really like you. You've helped me out a lot these past few days even though we're only friends, and that's something I don't want to lose. I've liked you for a while, but because of all this, I've realized that you mean more to me than I thought. I don't know if your friend was right about you liking me, but I hope she was or else I'd feel like a fool for saying this, but... Would you go out with me?
Of course I will.
Yesterday had to have been the day of my life. It was one day after I began dating who I soon found out was probably the sweetest guy ever to exist. We were set to hang out after school, and I brought along my friend, who was also his ex. But because there was no longer any bad blood between them, the start of the night wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be due to her being there.
Her step-father dropped us off at our meeting place - The minimart where we always got slushies and Skittles or chocolate bars and donuts. It was a chilly night, and so we got hot chocolate. I gladly shared mine with my new boyfriend and - though he ended up drinking it all - I could tell that the other people with us, all of them his friends excluding her, thought it was sweet that we did so. As the night continued on, we began to warm up to each other. We were at Saint Dom's, sitting and playing truth or dare. Somehow, I knew that this was going to happen even before I was dared to.
"I dare you guys to kiss." came the voice of his friend Keyler, acting without hesitation on his turn.
I glanced at him, and he just gave me that cute little smile and cooed sweetly, "Come over here."
It wasn't a long kiss. Simply a peck. But it was intense. It was both mine and his first kiss, and we both somehow knew what we were doing. But after that kiss completely shattered the thin sheet of ice between us instead of just cracking it, we were affectionate to each other without even the slightest reluctantancy - despite the fact that we had five other people there - and with not even a hint of awkwardness.
So far, my night was going very well.
We were now walking to that minimart, only an hour later, to get more hot chocolate. Freezing as we were, he insisted that he needed a hug to keep him warm as we began to leave the school grounds.
His arm around me and my head on his shoulder, we were a picture-perfect couple. It was companionable silence between us until he decided to speak.
"You smell good." he commented quietly. His voice was slightly joking, but true at the same time.
"Um, thanks?" I laughed brightly, lifting my head to glance at him before snuggling back up to him.
So far, my night was going excellantly.
"Okay, so this time I'm going to get two straws so you don't drink it all." I said as I dropped mini-marshmallows into my hot chocolate cup.
"Get an extra large. Then we'll be warm for a long time." he suggested, grabbing a plastic lid and two straws.
I rolled my eyes with a smile, grabbed another cup, and proceeded to pour the marshmallows into that cup. I then positioned the cup underneath the spout, pushing the green button for the hot chocolate. It poured out, warm and steaming. Each time I'd stop due to the fact that it tended to overflow if you held it down, he'd comment that I needed more and would irritate everyone, whereas I just smiled at him affectionately and then ended up having to force myself to take my eyes off his.
After paying, we were now walking out of the minimart, our hands overlapping as we both held the cup of hot chocolate to keep our hands warm. I popped the lid off and threw it in the garbage, insisting that we could both drink out of it without a lid. It was then that the tiny bit of ice that still hung between us about being extremely close was broken. We both went in to take a sip of the hot chocolate, our faces only centimetres away. Our eyes met, an unspoken bond between us being noticed there and then.
So far, my night was going spectacularly.
We were now at the Center Rocks. He was seated up in a tree, no longer with the hot chocolate seeing as we had drank it all, and I was lower down. After I mentioned being cold, he said that I should come sit with him all the way at the top of the tree. I carefully did so, climbing up and sitting beside him. This time it was instinctive movement - His arm around my waist, mine draped across his shoulders and our heads drawn close together as we listened to conversations from below. I went to check my cell phone, only to find that it wasn't there.
"Oh shiz guys, my phone's gone." I called down, hoping maybe it had dropped before I climbed up the tree.
"I'll text you." he said, pulling his cell phone from his pocket and zipping through his contacts.
My ringer went off, and the people down below were turning on the flashlights on their phones to find it. Soon my friend thrust her hand up to me, exclaiming, "Found it!"
"Oh thank God!" I said in relief, reaching down to grab it and slide it back in my pocket.
"You cold?" he asked quietly, ignoring the chatter from lower down and glancing at me with a slightly smug look. I knew that he wasn't truly asking if I was cold.
I smiled. "Freezing." I replied, before mentioning that we should get out of this tree. In moments we were down in the group, holding each other and rocking back and forth slowly, my head on his shoulder and his arms locked around me in a warm embrace.
"Were you at the dance?" he murmured softly. Despite being in the group, we were still in our own little world right then and there. We gave our input to the whole group occasionally, but we couldn't really focus on anything but each other.
"Yeah, why?" I replied quietly, content with just staying here forever.
"I was just thinking about it since we look like we're dancing." he said, shrugging slightly. "I wish the dance would've been later in the year. Like around now. Then we could've gone together and actually danced."
"Well we're basically dancing now. There'll be more dances. I think there's a Halloween one soon." I continued, my voice hushed. We were speaking quietly, but it wasn't because we were embarassed to be together. It was simply because it was proper for the mood right now, and we didn't want to interrupt the rest of the group who were a slight ways away from us now.
"I hope so. What time is it?" he asked, addressing the entire group and making it clear that he had no intention on ending our embrace to check himself.
"Almost eight." replied my friend, tucking her phone back into the pocket of her sweater.
"I have to leave at eight-thirty. You know, I could stay like this forever." he said, returning back to the conversation between just us.
"Me too. I wish we didn't have to leave so early." I replied, burying my face into his shoulder as a cold wind whipped by.
"We should hang out tomorrow, too." he said after a moment of bracing himself from the wind.
"Yeah, we should. I have homework to do tomorrow, but I'll get it done and then we can hang out after supper." I agreed, lifting my head a bit. "We should probably start walking since we're going to walk you home." I said. I felt his comfortable grip loosen and his arms slide away as mine did the same. "We should get going, guys." I added to the rest of the group. My friend and I lived close to each other - We'd walk him home and then walk home together.
Everyone else but me, my friend, and him was gone now. We set off towards his house, which wasn't too far away. The whole time our fingers remained intertwined and we stayed close together, while she playfully commented that she felt like an awkward third-wheel.
We arrived at his house much too quickly for my liking. Our hands split apart, and we both wrapped our arms around each other in a tight hug. He pressed a light kiss to my cheek before reluctantly pulling away. With a smile, he waved and sent me with a sweet farewell and a promise to see him tomorrow.
Not even ten seconds after he disappeared into his house and we began walking down the street toward our houses, I got a text from him.
I miss you already :c
I was sad about having to leave, but this text brought a smile to my face and a warmth flooded into me.
Aww, miss you too :c
I replied, though due to my freezing hands, I tapped on my touchscreen keyboard infinitely slowly. We continued back and forth like this. I didn't even notice I was home until my hand was on the doorknob. Cold and tired, but filled with the emotional warmth of feeling so loved and cared for and being able to give that feeling to someone, I climbed the stairs up to my room and changed into my pyjamas. I was going to take my sweater off, but when I noticed that his sweet scent was all over it, I zipped it back up and dropped into bed. I could not see myself while sleeping of course, but I could swear on my life that I fell asleep with a smile.
And now at the end of this day, my night was as perfect as it could possibly be.
Leyrissa plays the part of Maria for this match-up, and would be the only one singing. The prince has no name as of yet, and Draco is actually another nameless pet.
