12 November 2012
---Annie's P.O.V--- I open the door after someone knocking on it for quite sometime and there standing before my eyes was Nick. The "Nick". My teenage love, Nick. "Um, hello. Do I know you?" I said, playing dumb. Of course I knew him. I think of him all the time. Why would I have forgot him? "You don't remember me?" His brows knitted together in confusion.
---Nick's P.O.V--- This whole time I have still loved her and she has forgotten about me. Only me .. Only me. I have the worst luck ever. I might as well leave now. I don't want to waste my time with someone who has forgotten everything we had shared. "Nick, yes I do remember you. I am just shocked to see you here. Why are you here?" A sudden relief flushed over me. She remember me. I looked down at my shoes, blushing. "I was actually wondering if you would like to go out with me sometime?"
---Annie's P.O.V--- "Of course !" I said, not mentioning the fact that I had a husband. It isn't like it is going to be a date. Just a get together with my teenage love. Oh gosh .. What have I done? "Well that is great. What day is good for you?" "Um, next Friday seems fine for me. For you?" "Yeah, Friday seems great." He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek before walking to his car and all of my memories came flooding back in. When we had contact there was like an electric shock. It was piercing.
---Payton's P.O.V--- I picked up Scott's phone shakily in one hand. Scott was in the shower and he left his phone on the dresser. I hit messages on his phone and nothing popped up. A sigh of relief came through me. I dropped the phone quickly when I saw Scott coming into the room. He looked really good and he smelled good also. His wet hair sticking on his forehead and the towel wrapped loosely around his wide hips. "Are you ok?" He smirked. "Yeah, I am fine. Why do you ask?" "You were staring." I felt my cheeks heating up and I quickly turned my head and waited for my blush to go away. I looked back over at him and smiled. I walked up and kissed him as he grabbed a hold of my sides. It was nice spending this much time with him. "Where is Emily?" He asked questionably. "She is down stairs with my Mom." "Well I am going to get dressed so I can see my little girl." He smiled. I smiled back. He really loved us both and he wanted to be apart of this family. I could tell.
Smells Like Teen Drama. (Chapter 21) • Opuss № I