Fix you

(Fractured Fairytale of Romeo and Juliet) When they met, they instantly fell in love. Roman and Julie are star-crossed teens, their love seems to be doomed from the start. From Highschool Rivalries to Controlling Families, at every turn seems to be tragedy. A modern twist on a classic <3


6. Chapter <3



She looked so beautiful and peaceful that I didn’t want to wake her. I brushed her hair out of her face affectionately, breathing in her natural scent of sugar and the rain. I would NOT lose her, no matter what. I no longer cared who was a Montague and who was a Capulet, she was perfect and she was mine. I glanced at my watch and saw that it was already 5 o’clock. I remembered her telling me that she had to be home before her parents got there by 5:30, so I carefully laid her down and wriggled out of her grasp. I quickly packed up the picnic basket and food and then regretfully woke her up.


“Julie, wake up beautiful” I murmured and shook her slowly. She sleepily rubbed her eyes and ran her finger through her hair.


“Oh hey Roman” she smiled and my insides warmed. “Ugh did I fall asleep? How long was I out?”


“About half an hour or so”


“God, I’m sorry. I must be the worst girlfriend ever, falling asleep on our first date” she murmured, eyes laced in guilt.


“It’s fine” I reassured her. Honestly, I loved the feel of having her in my arms. It was as if I could be her protector and becoming something better than I already was. I stood up and held out my hand, helping her up.


“Come on, we’ve got to get you home before five thirty” I reminded her gently as I led her back to the car. I opened the door for her and she flushed once again making my stomach flutter. The car ride home was silent, each of us lost in our own thoughts as the sun bathed everything in a buttery gold. I finally pulled up in front of her house. I walked her to the door as we finally parted ways.


“Bye beautiful” I murmured, tucking a strand of her dark hair behind her ear. I grabbed her into a hug as she buried her face in the crook between my shoulder and my neck.


“Bye Roman” she whispered into my ear. She pulled back and placed a kiss onto my lips. It was sweet and innocent, full of longing. I sighed as she pulled back and with a final smile entered her house. I slowly walked back to my car, not wanting this perfect afternoon to end.


 I despised the thought of leaving and had to constantly remind myself that it was not permanent. We had tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that…we had the rest of forever to be together.




As I walked in, I could hear voices in the living room. I cautiously walked towards the noise and was surprised to see my parents home. I looked around and was even more shocked to see an awkward looking Pearce, along with another two people who I assumed to be his parents.


“Julie why are you all wet?!” My father asked, disapproval dripping from his voice. I immediately touched my dripping locks and blushed. I was so caught up in Roman that I had completely forgotten that I was still rather damp. He made me melt every time he even looked at me and every time we touched my body seemed to come to life. He was absolutely perfect and he was mine…he was all mine.


I could never understand why he would want someone like me. I’m just plain-old Julie. I loved ice cream and chocolate and romantic comedies were my favourite type of movie. I honestly liked dresses and was a little girly. I wanted so badly to fit in but longed to stand out in my own way. I was a bit shy in real life but liked to act weird with my friends and music was my everything. I was lazy, insecure and a little vain. I was just a normal teenage girl like the other billion in the world. I was completely and utterly average while he was amazingly special.


“Julie!” my mother snapped, making me resurface from my thoughts.


“Oh um, I was at Netty’s and I accidentally fell in the pool” I explained with a straight face.


“Go upstairs and change, we have guests” she said behind a forced smile. I sighed as I trudged up the stairs and into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and hopped in, mulling over my day. Unfortunately, I had to cut my shower short, knowing that my parents were waiting downstairs. I half-blow dried my hair and combed it out, not bothering to look particularly good. I slipped on a light brown dress that draped across my frame and fell three-quarters down my thighs. Smudging a little concealer under my eyes and wearing a hint of eyeliner, I skipped down the stairs and into the living.


Pearce’s mother looked a little annoyed and I swear I heard his father mutter “finally”.  I didn’t like these people already. I could tell they were the ‘high-class’ type of people that my parents wanted me to be associated with.


“Please excuse my daughter, you know teenage girls these days” My mother nervously babbled, glaring at me. I rolled my eyes; Jeez I tried to be fast.


“Ok I think you should sit down sweetie” my dad began. I started in surprise as he called me ‘sweetie’. My father and I had never been close and he hadn’t called me that since I was little. I cautiously walked towards the white leather couch and sat down, smoothing out my skirt.


“You had fun last night with Pearce didn’t you?” Pearce’s mother asked eagerly. I looked over at Pearce who was looking as uncomfortable as I felt at the moment. At least he seemed like he didn’t know what was happening either.


“Um yeah it was pretty good,” I noted. Honestly, the things that stood out the most about that night all include a certain handsome young man with beautiful emerald eyes.


“Well, your mother and I have decided that you and Pearce would be perfect together” my father continued. My eyes widened in shock. Sure Pearce was cute but he was nothing compared to Roman. Pearce may be clean cut and nice but being with Roman was all smouldering and love.


“So we have arranged for you to be married!” Pearce’s mother clapped in excitement.


“WHAT!?” Pearce and my voices echoed each other as we cried out in horror.

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