I had just gotten off the phone with my mum about dinner when Zach came in with the mail. One of the envelopes containing my future. Okay it doesn't literally, but it is a big factor with what I do with it. "We'll look on 3. Or should it be 10. Yeah, 10 sounds better right?" I rambled. I was too nervous to even think about what the results were going to be. I was even considering not looking, and pretending this never happened.
"For God's sake, Meghan! Just open the damn thing already!" Cassie yelled at me, obviously frustrated at my stalling.
"Okay." I sigh. You can do this. Just take a slow, deep breath. In and out. I think to myself before I rip open the letter that will tell me if I got into the one school I've wanted to go to since I was a little girl. "Dear Miss Harwood, Congratulations on joining the highly promising, talented group of students who wish to pursue a career in criminal law." My happiness was seeping through the words as I read them aloud. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I could've actually gotten in. I thought my essays were terrible. I never have been good at writing about distinct topics. I do much better writing to my own desire.
"Meghan, you got in! You're going to fucking Columbia! That's where the really smart people go." Cassie squealed into my ear while bringing me into a bear hug. "Oh my God, my best friend is leaving me to go to another continent. Thirteen years of friendship and you're leaving me here to fend for myself."
"I am not leaving you behind! And you're smart too, it's not just me." I laugh. "Besides, I've applied to other colleges, so I'm not sure that's where I'll be going. " I say trying to lighten her mood a bit.
Cassie gives me a skeptical look, "What other law school would you possibly want to go to more?" She asks, probably knowing my answer already.
"Cas, are you forgetting that you applied to NYU as well? That's like, 30 minutes away from Columbia. You should be getting your letter any day now. We could even get a flat together our sophomore year!" I say hoping she won't bring up the 'leaving her behind' topic anymore. Now that I know I got in, I have to come to terms with the fact that I'll be leaving my family for a long time. And that's going to be hard enough.
"That would be a great idea Meghan, if I get accepted. But I don't think that I'm going to because I don't exactly have the best track record when it comes to behavior."
"Don't talk yourself down like that, Cassandra. You are my best friend and you are the most talented director I know. Sure, you may have had a few weeks of detention here and there, but NYU would be lucky to have you in their film program." I tell her, my motherly side rearing its ugly head. Cassie has no idea how gifted she truly is, and it hurts me to know that she doesn't feel like she's ever going to be good enough. "Alright let's bring my mother some food before she kills us both."
I had just pulled out of the hospital's parking lot when Cassie asked me if had had told the guys about my acceptance letter yet. "No, actually, I haven't. It's been a few weeks since I've seen them."
"Even Ashton? I thought you two said you'd still hang out like normal." Cassie said with a furrowed brow.
Obviously I had told Cassie what Ashton had said and our agreement when he left that next morning. She isn't my best friend for nothing. But naturally, she squealed in excitement and said she 'knew we would get together eventually.'
I pursed my lips in annoyance, "Oh no, we did. He just hasn't been returning any of my phone calls."
"How long has this been going on?"
"We talked for the first few days, but he just stopped responding. After a week of nothing, I just gave up on trying." Cassie gave me a scolding look. "Don't look at me like that! Apparently he didn't care as much as he said he did if he can't even answer a simple text message. I don't even want-"
"Okay I'm going to stop you right there. Ashton does care about you. It's clear to see that everytime he talks to you." Cassie interrupts. "That boy has been infatuated with you since we were 10."
"Yeah well, if he would answer my calls, he would know I feel the same way too." I say running a hand through my hair.
Cassie looked like I had just told her I robbed a bank. "Are you serious? Why haven't you told him?"
"I literally just said he wouldn't answer my calls." I deadpanned.
"No, I meant why haven't you gone to his house and told him that you love him too, you idiot?" She all but screeched.
I shake my head vigorously, "It's been nearly a month since I've actually seen him, Cassie. I say after parking my car in Cassie's driveway. "I can't just show up after hearing nothing from him and confess my love for him."
All she did was roll her eyes at my evasion of actually doing something about this situation. "Oh my God, Meghan. Just grow a pair and talk to him. I'm sure Ash will be thrilled to hear what you have to say." I let out an annoyed sigh, knowing she was right. "Let me know how it goes, okay? Love you."
"Love you too!" I yell to her figure which was running to her front porch.
'Hey, this is Ashton. Sorry I didn't answer your call, but leave a message an-'
"For fucks sake! You have got to be kidding me right now." I scream after hanging up the phone. This was the tenth time I had tried to call Ashton, each time going to voicemail. "The one time I really need to talk to you, you don't pick up. That's bloody great then."
"Sissy?" I turn around in my desk chair to see Zach standing at my bedroom door. "Are you okay?" He asks before coming in.
"Yeah munchkin, I'm fine. I'm sorry if I distracted you from homework."
"I already was because someone kept ringing the doorbell."
"Did you see who it was?" I asked him.
"Yep. They're in the living room if you want to see."
"Zachary! You do not let strangers in the house. Regardless if me or mum and dad are home." I reprimanded.
"But he's not a stranger. I thought you knew he was here."
I pinched the bridge of my nose, "Look, go back to your room and I'll go see whose downstairs."
I muttered a few curses on my way downstairs. I knew I shouldn't have let Zach out of my sight. He's always does whatever he wants. Never thinking of how dangerous it might be. My thoughts were stopped by seeing a tall, hazel eyed figure standing in my living room. "Ashton, what are you doing here?"
"Cassie called me. She, um, she said you guys needed my help building something for Zach, but I can see that was just a ploy so I would come here." He cleared his throat, "You, uh, you cut your hair. And dyed it. I-It looks great."
I ran a hand through my hair, "Yeah I did. Thanks." I let out a fake laugh. "Look, I don't know if you care, but I've been trying to call you. I really need to talk to you about us."
"Yeah I know."
"You know?! Is that all you have to say? Why the hell weren't you answering then huh?" I am so frustrated with him right now. I don't understand how he can stand here and act like he did nothing wrong.
"I thought you kept calling to tell me that you'd made up your mind, and I wasn't what you wanted. I didn't want to hear it, so I chose not to answer." He said, rocking back and forth on his feet.
I scoff, "Are you bloody serious?! Ash, I was calling to tell that I loved you too. I guess I have for a while and just didn't realize it."
His head shot up, "Loved? As in past tense?" I could tell by the look on his face that he was heartbroken and I realized I needed to fix my slip up.
"God no! That's not what I meant. I love you Ashton. As in right now." Ashton smiled at my words and took hold of my hands in his large ones.
"That's good. Um, amazing actually. I really thought I had ruined everything, but hearing you say that, is music to my ears." He laughed. I feel like a weight has been lifted of my shoulders by finally perceiving that I wanted to be with Ashton.
"You do know how cliché that conversation was, right?" I ask with a laugh. "Two best friends just confessed their love for one another. We sound like we belong in a romance novel."
"Yeah, it really was." Ashton releases my hands only to pull me into his chest by my waist. "C-Can I, um, is it okay if I kiss you? I-It's totally fine if you don't want me too. I just-"
I had decided the best way to end his rambling was to kiss him, so I did. It took him a few seconds before he figured out what had happened and started to kiss me back. I placed my hands on his chest, trying to keep my balance. Ashton placed his hand to where his fingertips were on my neck and his thumb caressing my cheek.
He deepens the kiss, and right as I place my hands in his hair, the front door opens. And our three best friends come barging into the living room like a stampede.
"What the fuck is this?" Calum screamed out, causing Luke and Michael to stop their conversation and turn their attention on Ashton and I. The both of them looking like deer caught in headlights.
Ash and I are quick to separate ourselves and he give me look that reads 'what the hell do I say?'
"We're dating. Ash and I are dating. Ya know, boyfriend and girlfriend. All that good stuff." I say while trying not to make eye contact with any of the guys.
"When did this happen?" All three of the blithering idiots say simultaneously.
Ashton finally speaks up, "Yep, it happened about 5 minutes before you got here."
The next thing I know, we're being tackled to the floor with the lads saying their 'congrats' and 'we're happy for you' and Michael's 'yeah mate, get some.' We were all dying of laughter when my dad walked through the door and we had realized just how ridiculous we must've looked to him.
Now, I have to tell them that I'll be moving to New York in the fall. I just hope that this relationship can survive while being on two separate continents.
author's note: I am so sorry that I haven't updated in so long. School has been kicking my ass and I haven't had much time to write with constantly having homework and writer's block. I am going to try to write and updated as much as I can, but please don't let my time between updates keep you from continuing this fanfic. Thank you so much for reading, love you! xx