ATTENTION: I have an announcement! READ MY OTHER STORY, "Mistakes"!!!! ><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< IN THE PRESENT: MEMORY OF HOMECOMING Dylan's Point of View _____________________ Liv. She was beautiful, smart, funny, amazing. To think that I had her and lost her so quickly breaks my heart, but she's not to blame. It was my fault. All my fault. This wasn't supposed to end this way. I wasn't supposed to actually fall for her. I was supposed to pretend, to feign actual love. Olivia was never what I thought she would be. She walked through the halls elegantly, yet ghostly. I could never understand why so many people were interested in her. Liv was plain, boring. Everybody-including teachers and staff-loved her. They wanted to be around her, but she rejected society, refusing to cooperate with anybody. The fact that she could shut down people and not feel remorse annoyed the hell out of me. The memory of that day is still crisp. The day of homecoming. By then, I had already fell for her charm-the warm blue eyes that enchanted me, the jet black hair that beckoned me, and most of all the heart that beated for me. I loved her so much and that's why I had been dreading this day. A few of my friends with mutual feelings about Liv and I had made a bet. I was going to ask Liv out, make her fall for me, and bring her to homecoming. just to break her heart. Why would I care what would happen to her? She was a bitch. Plus, I would get $200 dollars. She seemed easy enough. If it makes anyone feel better, she wasn't. Countless times, she rejected me. Liv would tell me that she didn't have time for guys like me and that she wasn't in the position to have a relationship with anybody. Liv should have stuck with those excuses. Both of us could have went on with our lives, but that's not what happened. Was it? On homecoming night, I did all I could to keep her away from the dance. I didn't care about the $200. I couldn't let her be hurt like that. Hate overflowed in me. How could I have done this to such an amazing girl? The limousine had arrived right on time. The moment I had dreaded and tried to keep from coming was nearing. Babe's ripped dress was unwearable, so she borrowed a friend's which was even more beautiful than the last. I couldn't even look into her eyes without feeling overwhelming shame. The doorbell had rung and footsteps were crescendoing from the stairs. Her feet finally touched the ground and I looked up, hoping she wasn't as beautiful as I remembered her being, only to find Liv to be even more so. She was so... sexy. Hot. Her blue dress went down to the floor. I flowed like water. Her olive skin was glowing. Why hadn't I realized that before this had all begun? I let out a large breath, disappointed that this would last for only a few more hours. Karma really was a bitch and she had come for me. "Do I look that bad?" She joked. "NO," I said almost too quickly. With that, she have me a slight grin and started towards me gracefully. My hands automatically went up to hold her waist as she held mine. "You clean up nice." She teased, eyes twinkling. I couldn't help but to pull her closer into a hug. "I love you. No matter what happens between us, I genuinely sincerely love you." I whispered into her ear. She pushed away to study my face. "Why are you saying that as if you're saying goodbye?" "I'm not. I just... want to let you know how much I love you. I don't want you to forget. Don't forget. Okay?" I begged, hoping she would remember this conversation when the bet was over. "How could I? I love you too." She gave me a short peck. Knowing the last one would come soon, I grabbed her before she could leave and pressed my lips against hers, capturing every aspect of this moment in my head. "What's wrong with you today? Are you okay?" She said suspiciously. I laughed to avoid further questioning. Smiling. I pulled her through the door and we arrived a homecoming before we knew it. I felt sick. I kept on trying to convince her that being at homecoming would be less fun than being at home, but she won that argument. That was it. There was nothing in the world I could do to stop it from happening. "Secrets" by One Republic came on and she playfully pulled me to the dance floor. We held each other closely. The final kiss she gave me came and went too quickly. I hoped the boys hadn't seen that, but my hopes were let down when someone pulled me away. I stared at Liv as Michael, Sam, Austin, and John slapped me $50 bills and high-fived me. The disbelief on her face gave me actual pain. In the blink of an eye, she was gone. My fist came in contact with Michael's face instinctively. I knew that this was nobody's fault but mine. Then, I ran. And ran. And ran. But by the time I had arrived in the parking lot, Liv was nowhere to be found.
He said she was a bitch because she was secretly with his married dad, he was drunk, an because he loved her, but she wouldn't forgive him.