forget, forgot, forgotten ?

Alex is an really normal girl. When she is 12 she falls in love with a boy while on vacation. When they return the next summer everything is perfect. They keep in touch but over the year the contact slowly fades away. When the next summer comes around he isn’t there. In a moment of complete anger and heartbroken she deletes all the contact information. All that’s left are the pictures. Almost directly after she feels miserable. A whole year go’s by and she is sure they will never meet again, a summer passes and she stay’s home. But almost a summer later she sees a clip on youtube, and there he is. Singing on the X-factor. Will they be reunited? And does he still remember her?


5. chapter 5 - summer loove

NOTHING FINE I’M TOOOOOOOORN º . Ugh way too early for this. I sat up against the headboard and searched for my phone. It took a while but finally I found the source of the music. I push on ignore and try to doze off again as my mobile starts to serenade me again. I’M TOO SEXY FOR MY SHIRT, TO SEXY FOR MY SHIRT, TOOO SEXY FOR MY SHIRT!  I really need to get on ringtone and keep it, ugh. I pick me phone up to see a missed call. “1 message!” the screen said. From; Niallator : heyy lex, so what about hanging out today? X. A big smile crept up my face, I quickly hit respond... To Niallator; yeah sure, come to my place at eleven? Xx. As it was ten o’clock I took a shower and walked to the closet. As I’m not such a big fan of dresses and skirts I looked to my big collection jeans and my big love; soccer pants? I’m not sure the exact name. Just those pants football players always wear. I now, I know, quite unusual eh? Well, I am quite unusual. I like them because they are comfy and they go well with t-shirts. I had like very color you can think off, but my favorite was white. So I picked a white football pants and a black tank top with a creamy color baseball jacket and some black/broken white low converse. I guess you can call me very un stylistic… but I didn’t care. At exactly elven the doorbell rang. I opened to door to see Niall standing there, a smile grew on my face. He looked so cute, his hair was a bit messy and he had big red blushes on his cheeks. “Take a picture it’ll last longer.” He said giving me a wink. My cheeks went bright red and I tried to hide my face bit. “I understand that I make you blush but we got to go I’ve got a surprise for you!” I laughed about his little joke about me liking him and quickly followed him to our bikes. We ride for like an hour until we were in a beautiful dune. There was a lot of wind that day but in the dune you couldn’t feel anything, it was like a tiny place that was completely shut out from the outside world. My eyes grew big in amazement. “This is so… beautiful!” I loved it here. “Let’s make it our special place then eh?” he grabbed a piece of wood that looked like a comfy little bench, it turned out to be a bench. He took out a knife and carved our names and the date in it. We just sat down and talked for like hours. It became a little darker “do you mind if I ask you something about… you know… uhmn, your dad?” “Uhh, no sure. Hit me” I grinned. “Why is he never around when he made you come to this?” great, right in the heart. “He has a really demanding job. That’s why we couldn’t go far. He’s a doctor. I don’t really know why it always takes his time during vacations and stuff.” great, I felt tears coming up. His arms wrapped around me and I quietly started to sob a little. “It’s ok to cry really love.” His voice made me calmer. I smiled trough my tears. “I really don’t like it when you’re hurt, but I have a suspicion. I don’t think you want to hear it. But please, if anything upsets you or bothers you just, you can trust me okay?” I nodded; he cupped my face and gave a little kiss to my cheek. We both blushed like crazy. But then I noticed the time on my phone, it was already half past six.

 We jumped on our bikes and started to make our way back to the village. At my front door he quickly pecked my cheek one more time before he faded away round the corner. I opened my door and put the TV on. Dad would be home in 10 minutes. At ten over eight the doorbell rang, my dad standing in front of it. I jumped in his arms. “Hey daddy, I missed you!” he smiled. Well, let’s go inside. I totally forgot my anger towards him and we went inside. We ate dinner and watched a movie. I fell asleep half way through. The next morning I woke up to torn again, I rolled over to the night stand. A message! From; Niallator; heyy love, free to hang out today?  I think my dad wants to spend some time... maybe tomorrow?  Xx. I quickly replied. Then I walked over to the shower to prepare for the day. I had spent that day with my dad going to the beach, where he told me he was leaving the next day again. I got angry with him and walked away, I felt like he didn’t love me anymore. I was right I guess, looking back at it now. Anyways, that night at dinner he told me he had made some kind of change what mend that he wasn’t leaving the next day.

 A week gone by, my dad being there or nor it was really weird. I had spent most of it with Niall and his family. After a week it was really like natural with him. He never asked anything neither did me but we were boyfriend and girlfriend no doubt.

                It was the third week, I remember quite clear. I was with Niall at our spot when my phone rang. DAD, the screen showed me. “Hey strawberry, I am not coming back until Thursday so I’ll make some money to your account so you can buy food. Bye.” And he just hangs up. I stood there like an idiot staring into my screen, and then i broke. I hated him, I hated him… I FREAKIN HATE HIM. I screamed out. That was the final straw for Niall I think. He calmed me down and was there for me. He knew me from the inside out at this point. That Thursday when my dad returned I was at the apartment, Niall was leaving because he came. I knew he didn’t like my dad very much. I sat down to watch TV as I got a text; I’ll be home at nine thirty instead of half past seven xx. Great, more hours of boredom. I didn’t know why he would be late, but now I would find that out later. He came home at nine thirty exact. He acted different he acted loving. Also he said that he wouldn’t go to work for the rest of the vacation. I remember finding that change very weird but I never actually questioned it. The rest of the vacation was all nice and lovely until the last day, the last day the drama would reach its limits and the truth would be revealed. Only I didn’t know. 

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