You're Going Nowhere
And I Know That You'll Find Love
Nick left a week ago and I only got to say goodbye through a phone call after Joe and Kevin had said their goodbyes and left. Kevin texted me once but I never responded and Joe...I haven't expected anything from him.
Well that's a lie. I wish he'd call...come by...send a flare...a text even. I miss him. No one's really making contact with me, and I've gotten use to not having my phone with me, hiding it in different places so I have to get up off my lazy ass and go get it if I want to check it. Get some sort of excersise.
I laid on the couch, I'd watch TV but i've already seen it all. I'm hungry but I haven't gone grocery shopping for awhile and I normally go with Joe. Once again, Joe. Why does my world have to revolve around Joe?
Because you love him.
I hate when your concious talks to you. Makes me feel crazy. I sighed, I guess I could go check my phone. This time it was on the shelf in my closet. You have to jump to grab it so I'll be getting a lot of excersise. I pushed myself off the couch and walked into my room and stepped into my closet and jumped.
---Joe's POV
I've ben sitting in my car next to hers for about 10 minutes trying to gather the guts its gonna take to walk up there and knock. I took a deep breath and stepped out of my car and walked up the stairs. I knocked, knowing her she was in the living room watching her stupid shows.
But after 5 minutes of her not answering I knocked again. Did she see me drive up? Is she ignoring me? Mad? After 5 seconds of waiting again I walked down the stairs.
Atleast I...tried? Right? Isn't that what matters?
---Remy's POV
After finally jumping enough to see that my phone was pushed way back there I got it. When I landed on my feet and I swear I could hear a faint knock. Or an echo of a knock. I quickly ran to the door, unlocked it and swung it open.
"Joe?" I asked. No one was there. I shut the door and went to look over the balcony. His car wasn't there.
God...I hate my life. I sat against my door, sliding down it as tears dribbled down my face.
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I quickly looked up. He was tall, had these gorgeous green eyes and I think I was already in love.
"Are you alright?" he asked, a slight smile on his face.
"I've had some better days."
He studied me for a moment. "I'm Tony Karlsson."
"Remy Vanzant," I put out my hand and he bent over and shook it, then after helped me up to my feet.
"Well Remy, would you like to go to dinner with me? A whole bunch of us are going and I just got the notice that I need a gorgeous date."
I blushed, "Sure. Let me just change my pants and get my purse." I smiled.
"I'll be right here," he smiled reasuringly.
Maybe life wasn't so bad after all...
Well that's a lie. I wish he'd call...come by...send a flare...a text even. I miss him. No one's really making contact with me, and I've gotten use to not having my phone with me, hiding it in different places so I have to get up off my lazy ass and go get it if I want to check it. Get some sort of excersise.
I laid on the couch, I'd watch TV but i've already seen it all. I'm hungry but I haven't gone grocery shopping for awhile and I normally go with Joe. Once again, Joe. Why does my world have to revolve around Joe?
Because you love him.
I hate when your concious talks to you. Makes me feel crazy. I sighed, I guess I could go check my phone. This time it was on the shelf in my closet. You have to jump to grab it so I'll be getting a lot of excersise. I pushed myself off the couch and walked into my room and stepped into my closet and jumped.
---Joe's POV
I've ben sitting in my car next to hers for about 10 minutes trying to gather the guts its gonna take to walk up there and knock. I took a deep breath and stepped out of my car and walked up the stairs. I knocked, knowing her she was in the living room watching her stupid shows.
But after 5 minutes of her not answering I knocked again. Did she see me drive up? Is she ignoring me? Mad? After 5 seconds of waiting again I walked down the stairs.
Atleast I...tried? Right? Isn't that what matters?
---Remy's POV
After finally jumping enough to see that my phone was pushed way back there I got it. When I landed on my feet and I swear I could hear a faint knock. Or an echo of a knock. I quickly ran to the door, unlocked it and swung it open.
"Joe?" I asked. No one was there. I shut the door and went to look over the balcony. His car wasn't there.
God...I hate my life. I sat against my door, sliding down it as tears dribbled down my face.
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I quickly looked up. He was tall, had these gorgeous green eyes and I think I was already in love.
"Are you alright?" he asked, a slight smile on his face.
"I've had some better days."
He studied me for a moment. "I'm Tony Karlsson."
"Remy Vanzant," I put out my hand and he bent over and shook it, then after helped me up to my feet.
"Well Remy, would you like to go to dinner with me? A whole bunch of us are going and I just got the notice that I need a gorgeous date."
I blushed, "Sure. Let me just change my pants and get my purse." I smiled.
"I'll be right here," he smiled reasuringly.
Maybe life wasn't so bad after all...
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there we go. thats it.maybe sequel, maybe not. tell me what you guys want!