When Summer Ends [SAMPLE ONLY] *** Previously called The Perfect summer...

Copyright © 2012 Isabelle Rae.   All rights reserved.

                                                     

                                                       Chapter Six

I stood there for ages not knowing what to do. Could I pretend that nothing happened like he said? Sure it was probably easy for him if he didn’t feel anything for me, but I was totally crazy about him. How was I supposed to sit in his class everyday knowing that? I took a deep breath and splashed some water on my face. My skin felt tight from all the crying, my eyes were sore, and I was starting to get a tension headache.

When I was composed again, I walked out of the bathroom, keeping my eyes firmly on the floor, not wanting people to see me and know I had been crying. I couldn’t tell anyone. I couldn’t talk about it at all. I had no one to rant to and help me mend my breaking heart because I couldn’t get Will in trouble. I silently thanked my lucky stars that he hadn’t met any of my friends as they would have known who he was today.

The hallway was abnormally quiet for the end of school. I raised my head and risked a glance to see the hall empty of people. Where the hell is everyone? Surely people should be messing around in the hall getting their things from their lockers before heading home.

“Chloe!”

I turned round to see Nick walking towards me smiling. “Hey,” I muttered, turning my body so he wouldn’t get a clear look at my face that was sure to be puffy and red.

“What are you still doing here? Amy was looking for you earlier, she’s gone home now,” he said, stopping at my side.

I looked down at his feet letting my hair fall over my face. “She left? What time is it?” I asked, confused.

“It’s almost four.”

Almost four? Was I in the bathroom for that long?

“Where were you anyway? Amy said you jumped up and ran out of class like a bomb went off and then she couldn’t find you.” He put his hand on my shoulder, squeezing gently. The warmth of his hand seeped through my shirt and into my skin. I turned my head and put my cheek on the back of his hand needing comfort as my eyes started to fill up again. “Are you okay?” he asked quietly. I shook my head in response. He pulled me into a hug, stroking his hands down my back as I sobbed on his shoulder. When my tears finally dried up he pulled back and cupped my face in his hands. “What happened?”

I sniffed loudly, swiping at my nose. “I don’t want to talk about it. Thank you for the hug, I seriously needed that.” I forced a fake smile and stepped back.

He smiled warmly. “Anytime, I’ll always be here for you.” Nick really was a really sweet person. We were friends before we dated, not best friends or anything, but we were fairly close. He was always someone I could talk to. When we broke up we promised we would go back to that and still be friends. I really hoped we could. “Come on I’ll drive you home,” he stated, putting his arm around my shoulder and taking my bag in his other hand as he led me towards his car. “You know, you look so attractive right now, Chloe. Puffy definitely suits you,” he joked, smirking at me.

I laughed and slapped his chest with the back of my hand. Nick always could lighten the mood. He grinned looking a little proud of himself as he opened the car door for me, throwing my bag in the back seat. I climbed in, and as he shut the door, I spotted Will standing by his car watching me. He was frowning angrily about something. He climbed in his car and slammed the door so hard I was surprised it didn’t smash the glass. He sped out of the parking lot a split second later and Nick climbed in the driver’s side.