Wouldn't Be A Lie

Her head was in the clouds, and his feet were glued to the ground. Playing like lovers in the moonlight, but never stepping out into the sunlight.

(In the process of being edited so I apologize for any craziness!!)


7. Seventeen Forever


You were young, and so am I.

And this is wrong, but who am I to judge?

I feel like heaven when we touch.

I guess, for me this is enough.

We're one mistake for being together.

Let's not ask why it's not right.

You won't be seventeen forever.

And we can get away with this tonight.

You are young and I am scared.

You're wise beyond your years, but I don't care.

And I can feel your heartbeat.

You know exactly where to take me


I woke up to the light streaming into my room from the window. I rolled over to find my bed empty. There was no Holly in it. I looked at my clock and it read 11:46 She must have left hours ago. Today was Sunday; Holly's parents were due any minute now. I rubbed my sleep filled eyes and rolled off my bed. I opened my door and headed downstairs to find my little sister and Holly already down there watching cartoons. Holly was wearing white shorts, and pink tank top, white Chuck that were surely my sisters, and a matching pink bow in her lopsided ponytail. I sat next to Holly and batted at her ponytail. She grabbed it protectively and gave me her beautiful smile. I smiled back and winked at her. I couldn't forget the night before, we had a secret. She felt something for me, and I returned her feelings. We hadn't said anything about being anything in public; I needed her to know that. Everyone would try to keep us apart, and that wouldn't do for me. 

I pulled on the ends of her ponytail and nodded my head upstairs. I got up and left, hoping she followed me. Minutes later she appeared.

"Hi baby girl," I whispered.

"Hi," she said fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.

"About last night. I meant what I said, but I don't think other people around us would be too happy about us," I said.

"Oh, yeah. I get you," she said quietly.

"It won't be the only secret we have," I said pulling her into my arms.

I loved how small she was, and how she fit against my body. She was warm and she wrapped her arms around neck. I leaned down and buried my head into the crook of her neck and shoulder. I soon had to let go or Sammie would get suspicious. 

"Go back down. I'll be down in a few," I said to her.

"Okay," she said playing with her ponytail.

I head into my room and decide to change out of my basketball shorts and T-shirt. I change into blue jeans a white T-shirt and slip over my head the sweater Holly had worn. She left it smelling like her, like innocence, strawberries, and late night pancakes. I slid my black Chucks on and went out the door and down the stairs to find my mother talking to Holly's mom. 

"Morning Eli," Holly's mom said.

"Morning, Mrs. Anderson," I responded.

I saw Holly's dad struggling to carry all of Holly's things out the door so I offered to help.

"Thanks, son," he grunted.

We went back inside once we were done and Holly was saying goodbye to Sam and they were talking about Sammie's birthday party two weeks from now. She came up to me and hugged me goodbye.

"I'll miss you baby girl," I whispered.

"I will too," she said and pulled away.

She left closing the door behind her. Sam went back up into her room and my mother left telling me she was off to some sort of business call. I went back up to my room and got a call from Tony.

"What?" I answered.

"Come over. We scored some stuff," he said hanging up.

Stuff for us meant weed. I got my keys out of my nightstand drawer and left without telling Sammie where I was going. She was fine by herself. I flipped on a Saints snap-back that I found on my way out the door. I went into the garage and got out my skateboard. I stepped on my skateboard and took off towards Tony's house. I was there minutes later. I checked my phone it was 1 p.m. and I knocked on the door. Tony answered and let me into a house full of smoke and the sweet lingering smell of weed. I sat down with John, Tony, Sabrina, Dianna, and Eric. 

Hours later, at around 9 p.m. I couldn't even tell you who I was or what I was doing here. I left Tony's house on my own and wandered the streets for awhile. I aimlessly and unconsciously headed towards Holly's house. I had only been there once when my mom dropped Sam off that one time at Holly's house. I took out my phone once I was less high and texted Holly to come down.

I stood in front of the door and waited for her. Minutes later a sleepy Holly opened the door.

"Hi babe," I said.

"You're high," she said bluntly.

"Kinda," I said.

"Do you want me to call your parents?" she asked stepping outside with me.

"Fuck no baby," I said sitting down on the chair on her porch.

She sat on my lap and rested her head on my shoulder. Even in my high state, I wrapped my arms around her and rested my head on top of hers. She reached into my pocket and took out my phone. I didn't bother with a pass code. She scrolled through it and held my phone against her ear. I closed my eyes but could hear her talking to John to come pick me up, and ten minutes later John came.

"Let's go back," he said taking my arm.

"I don't want to," I said.

"I know. But you have to," John said pulling me away.

“No, make me,” I said pushing him away from me.

“Bro, her parents are gonna come out and you’re gonna be fucked. Let’s go,” he said pulling me again.

Holly called out a goodbye and John pulled me away from her house and towards mine. We arrived at my house and John rang the doorbell and left. My mom opened the door and picked me up into a hug and pulled me inside. 

"Where have you been? Do you know how worried I have been?" my mother yells on the verge of tears.

"I was at Tony's," I said pulling away from her.

"Don't you ever do that again," she said.

"You act like this is the first time and it's not," I say frustrated.

“You’re high,” she states.

“Wouldn’t be the first time mom,” I retort.

She slaps me and I hold my hand against my reddening cheek.

“Don’t you ever talk to me in that tone,” she says coldly.

“What are you gonna do if I don’t listen? Hit me again? Go ahead,” I said standing up.

“You better change your attitude,” my dad says walking into the room.

“Or else what?” I sneer.

“I’ll beat your sorry little ass,” he says standing in front of me.

“Go ahead, Mom already slapped me. Why should I be afraid of you huh? Go ahead,” I said.

“You better shut your fucking mouth Eli Plascencia,” he yells.

“Or what? You already said you were gonna beat me, go ahead. I’m not scared,” I shout over him.


She opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out; instead she bursts out in tears. I walk past my dad and up the stairs and go into my room. She acts like she cares when she doesn't. If she would care she would never let me go out in the first place. Because whenever I go out she knows where I am and what I'm gonna do. I'm not her little kid anymore. I pull out a pack of Marlboro cigarettes that Tony had gotten from Brent, the guy who hooked us up with the good shit, and lit one with my blue Bic lighter. I opened my window and took a drag from the cigarette. I blew the smoke out of my window. My mother knew I got high with my friends, yet she acted like she cared when I came home late. I smoked the rest of the cigarette and threw the butt out my window. I went into my bathroom and proceeded to take a shower. I got out and fell in my bed.

It was strange to not have Holly in here tonight. I missed watching her come into my room shyly, and crawling on top of my bed. I missed watching her sleep, she looked like an angel. I fell asleep thinking and dreaming about my red-haired angel.


*Holly's P.o.v.* 

I was in my bed thinking about how Eli came to me, high. I wasn't at all surprised. I had seen him high before. I wondered what would happen to him when he would get home. I had school tomorrow so I would see for myself. I buried myself between my pillows and pink bed covers. My bed sheets didn't compare to Eli's. I finally fell asleep and was awoken by my alarm. I woke up and got dressed in blue jeans and a white tank top. I slipped on my feet Sam's white Chucks she had given me. I didn't bother with my hair today and just threw it into a messy bun; I brushed my teeth and headed downstairs. I took out a lime Popsicle that was sitting in the freezer and went back upstairs to knock on my mom's bedroom door.

She answered and rubbed her sleep filled eyes.

"Mom, take me to school," I said.

"Why so eager?" she said slipping on her robe.

"No reason," I said.

"Sydney Holiday. A Popsicle for breakfast?" my mother said.

"Only today," I said.

"Better be only today" she mumbled as we went outside and got into the car. I retrieved my backpack from the backseat and put it on my lap. 

We arrived to school and she dropped me off. I walked quickly to the front gate and stepped through it to find Sabrina's lips locked onto Eli's. The smile on my face fell as Sam greeted me with a hug, and she took my lime Popsicle from my hand. Eli let go and turned to look at me. We were supposed to be nothing, yet we were something. I looked away from him and paid my attention to Sam who was chirping on about her birthday party next weekend. I nodded along to what she was saying, my mind still on Eli and Sabrina. If he was going to be like that then I could be too. Austin was now included into our group and I let him take my hand. I saw Eli's glare but I returned it with a flip of my hair. The bell rang and Sam and I headed to our lockers to get our books. Eli met me at my locker. 

"What the fuck what that Holiday?" he said.

"What were you and Sabrina" I asked hurt showing on my face.

"Nothing," he replied.

"Then he was nothing. I can play your game too," I responded.

"I don't want to see him with you," Eli said.

"But I get to see Sabrina with you?" I said angrily clenching my small fists.

"She's means nothing to me, and you know that," he said pleading.

I shut my locker and left him standing alone in the hallway. Sam and I went through periods 1-4 laughing and discussing her party plans. She wanted me to stay over this entire week, and I called my mom on our way to lunch, and she agreed saying she would take a bag of clothes over before school ended. I thanked her, and sat down at our usual lunch table.  

"Eli, Holly's coming over the entire week," Sam said smiling and hugging me.

"Didn't we get enough of her," he says teasingly.

As much as I hated him for still keeping Sabrina around, I had to remember we were technically nothing, and that threw my childish heart out of balance. The day ended and we all climbed into Genevieve's car and she drove us to their house. Sam and I raided the kitchen as Eli went upstairs to change into his football uniform, since he had practice. We were walking down the hallway when he came out of his room and stole the gummy worms from my hand, smiled at me and sauntered down the stairs his helmet in his hand. I swear he didn't get any more beautiful than that. 

Sam and I spent our afternoon shopping with Genevieve. Sam found a neon green dress that matched her shades and bought it. I found the most perfect pretty pink high low dress, Genevieve bought it for me and we headed home. Eli was home and he was high, again. Genevieve yelled at him for getting high at practice and sent him to his room. We all knew he wasn't gonna regret anything or not do it again. 

Sam ranted about her druggy brother as I picked at my pink nail polish. I showered hours later and pulled on blue cotton shorts and one of Sam's T-shirts. Sam and I stayed up singing and she finally fell asleep at two in the morning. I slipped out of her bed and down the hallway where my boy was waiting. 

I slipped into his room, and he was still full dressed.

"Going somewhere?" I asked as I slid next to him.

"Yeah," he said taking out a cigarette from his front shirt pocket and lighting it with his blue Bic lighter.

"New habit," I said it more of a statement than a question.

"Have a problem with it?" he snapped.

"No," I said.

"I'll be back princess," Eli said blowing smoke into the room.

"Don't go," I pleaded.

"I'll be back before you know it," he said walking to the door.

I heard that, before he had told me he liked me. He left and I was left alone in his bedroom. An hour passed by and he wasn't here. Another hour and he hadn't come back. Five a.m. rolled around he had never bothered to come back. I was hurt, but I got off his bed and left his room. I slid back into Sam's bed and I felt so childish. No doubt he was with that slut Sabrina getting high somewhere while I was here being naive, waiting for him. I didn't want this. I didn't want to wait around for him as he left with Sabrina and didn't come back until it was time to go to school, smelling like weed and slut. I fell asleep for two more hours and got up when it was time to go to school. He was in the kitchen when Sam and I went down the stairs dressed to eat breakfast. He kicked me lightly under the table but I didn't return him anything. Sam went upstairs to brush her teeth and I stayed down to finish my cereal.

"What princess, you mad?" Eli asked.

I didn't answer.

"You can't be mad at me for long," he said.

I stood up to put my plate in the sink and turned on the water to let my bowl soak. Eli came behind me and put his hands on my waist. 

"Tell me that you're not mad," he whispered.

I pushed him away.

"You're such a kid," he said.

"You're only a year older," I said breaking my silence.

"Only a year, but I've seen so much more baby girl," he said crossing his arms.

"I'm not mad, I'm naive," I said.

"How so?" he asked.

"I waited for you, knowing you wouldn't come back till now because you had done it before we had something. Yet I waited," I said.

"You waited because you cared and you were let down," he said.

"I was," I said.

"I'm sorry. I won't do it again," he said pulling me into his arms.

I hid my face in his chest, and believed his words. I hoped so much he would mean them but deep down I knew he didn't mean it. I shut that feeling up and focused solely on his arms around me and his intoxicating smell. He smelled this time like vanilla, cigarettes, weed, and trouble. I breathed in his scent and let go.

"You know I wouldn't hurt you baby girl," he said pressing his forehead against mine.

"Why not? I'm no different than Sabrina," I said.

"You're completely different, because I care about you, and only you, even if being together is a mistake for others, it's not for me," he says leaning forward and pressing his lips against mine. 

(All rights reserved to Metro Station's Seventeen Forever)

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