We drove to Beck's house but we parked around the corner.
"Good luck." I hugged Gabby tightly.
"Yeah; good luck." Lexi hugged her too.
Gabby, contacting her 'inner gymnast', became graceful and elegant. Her head held high, stronger than me. She knew. She knew if he rejected her, of course she'd hurt, but she would carry on.
Not like me.
Not like how weak I was.
We watched her figure turn the corner before leting out a sigh.
"You think he'll..." Lexi paused for the right word. "... accept her?"
"Gabby?" I smiled, a little sadly. "Of course."
We stayed in my car for about fifteen minutes. What's she doing? I thought. Another ten minutes later I turned in my seat to Lexi.
"We should check." We chorused and scrambled out the car exits.
* *
As we crawled on the Jacksons' lawn, we manouvered to the back of the house. I quickly checked the garden and sitting room. I noticed Mr and Mrs Jackson were in the sitting room, watching some documentory. They were snuggled into one anothers arms, fascinated; not by each other, but by the massive blue lobster on the TV screen. I scurried on my hands and knees to where Lexi was sitting.
"Only one room-"
"-the could be in..." I finished. We sneakily put our fingers onto the window ledge and pulled up.
There they were,
KISSING?!
We watched for a couple of minutes but then became aware of how pervy we must have seemed if someone had seen. They began to quicken the kissing so Lexi and I began getting nervous. We glanced at each other and realised it needed to stop- they can kiss on there own time! We rapped on the window pane, frowning and looking disgusted and happy for our friend.
Gabby ran outside just as it began to rain.
"I'M DATING BECK JACKSON!!" She screamed as we jumped up and down, laughing in the heavier rain.
We linked arms and danced around on the grass, probably making the Jacksons' beautifully cut lawn a mud pie farm.
"Congraaaaaaaaats!!!!!" I laughed.
"WHOO!" Lexi screamed. We talked for a bit before me and Lexi gave Beck a lecture on looking after Gabby.
* * * *
Later, I went for a walk. Still raining, I didn't really want to take an umbrella. Shrugging on my dark grey hoodie, I headed out.
The skies were a purpley-grey colour as shards of rain trickled down from them. I ws walked for a while before I sat under a large evergreen tree on the edge of town. I watched as the rain hit the pavements like it was dancing endlessly, not caring what everyone thought.
I (increasingly stupidly) wore sandals outside into the rain. When it started it was light rain.
Yeah. Not so much now.
So I took them off. I set back down the streets, back home. I pushed my hood back remembering lunch earlier. Thinking of Ren. I stopped in the middle of the pavement and stared up at the sky, sandals in one hand, hood back, soaking wet.
I noticed footsteps behind me. I turned around a little, seeing a male figure walking towards me, head down, groceries in one hand, umbrella in the other. His head snapped up as he noticed my feet.
"Hope?"
"Ren?" I frowned. What's he doing? I glanced back at the groceries bag. Idiot, Hope. Idiot!
"S'up?" He smiled, walking towards me. Noting I was wet, he hovered his umbrella over my head. "You alright?" He kissed the top of my head lightly. I nodded.
"Gabby's dating Beck: she's liked him for a while." He thought about this.
"Really?"
"Yeah." He walked with me, obviously deciding I was going home. As I walked I glanced up at him. He was smiling. I smiled too and threaded my fingers with his, all the while feeling the water on my feet and the warmth in my hand.
* * * *
"You sure you're good?"
"Yes Ren, don't worry, I won't need the umbrella." I laughed.
"Alright then." He turned to leave.
"Ren!"
"Wha-" I shut him up with a kiss.
"Bye bye!" I beamed and skipped off happily down the road,
There was so much love around lately!
I never ever want it to end!!!
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A/N: Next chapters are... Intresting ;)
-Poppy xx

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