Okay so last chapter I feel like it wasn't that good and it could be a lot better. So to make up for it while I edit it.....I made this chapter longer and took time to edit it to make it perfect. :) I hope you guys enjoy it! I have a feeling you guys will like this chapter!

*Sydney's P.O.V*

I hesitated. My breath hitched and my hand is an inch away from the wood, but I cat seem to just, knock. Why is this so hard? All I have to do is bang on a piece of wood (A/N I thought dirt omfg).

Taking another breath a gathered the last bit of courage I had and knocked, twice. Fiddling with the hem of my shirt I heard a voice I didn't want to,"I'll be right there!" Waiting impatiently I heard movement inside and soon enough the door was stretched open to reveal..........Brian.

Like I had expected, he looked horrible. Nothing new, messy hair, bags under his eyes, pale skin, the usual smile a saddening frown. This time his eyes held a different emotion; anger. Expected.

Before I could open my mouth he quickly tried to slam the door in my face, but my foot was in the way,"Brian please let me explain." "NO!" He screamed, trying to slam it harder not caring if he broke off my foot,"ITS YOUR FAULT!" "IM SORRY!" The slamming stopped and I looked through the door to see him sitting against the wall, his head in his hands, I could hear him crying. I would do the same. You did do the same.

No matter what people thought of me, I did love Evan. I loved him for a long time, but then I realized how much he cared for Jonathan, unlike being some girl who was okay with it. I was a jealous bitch. The only thing I thought was if he wasn't going to love me if find someone who would, I did.

For days I cried after the party, my heart hadn't been shattered, but it had been bruised, and that bruise hurt. Now I've moved on and I'm not totally in love with Micah but I do care about him a lot. And now Evan has Jonathan. Jon his a great guy and Evan deserves him. He deserves Evan. They are just perfect.

Sniffling Brian lifts his face up but doesn't move, like he doesn't have enough physical strength to,"Sorry isn't gonna bring him back." I nod and he looks at me, his tear stricken eyes confused,"Your right. Sorry won't, you will." (A/N DUN DUN DUUUN)

*Brock's P.O.V*

No. Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. I'm NOT going to school! The familiar beeping noise sounds again and I groan, I DONT WANNA HEAR IT! But I pick up my phone anyways. Caller ID:Marcel

Marcel:Dude where are you? School starts in two minutes!

Brock: Not. Coming.

That was the 20th text I've gotten from my friends telling me to get my ass out of bed or they were coming over, I'd like to see them come and try. To soon.

*knock* *knock* (GAWD same love started playing OMFGSBJDHS)

Not moving a muscle I just yelled as loud as my swollen voice would allow,"GET THE FUCK AWAY IM NOT COMING TO SCHOOL!" I couldn't hear anything because I was still in my bedroom with the person all the way down stairs on the other side of the door, so if they replied I couldn't hear it.

*bring* *bring*

Furrowing my eyebrows I picked up my phone and looked at the text, my eyes went wide and I felt like crying again, but I didn't. I was sad and terrified, but at the same time, I was so happy I wanted to run down stairs right then and there.

Brian: Please come down stairs, I just wanna see you again.

Breathing in and out a few times I sat up in my bed, the alarm clock letting me know it was 8:13. School has already started and here he is at my doorstep just wanting to see me. Not saying anything else, not saying he wanted me back or that he was sorry. No. He just wanted to see me.

And I was going to go down stairs, because I wanted to see him too. The hallway seemed longer, the stairs a bit further away as I walked down them. The front door right there. I wanted to open it, I really did, but I was also really scared. What was gonna happen if I did open the door? Will seeing him just make the pain worse?

I heard a sigh and a slump sound as a body fell against the door. He is just gonna sit there? Then I heard his voice,"I just wanna see you......" I felt my own body fall against the door,"Brock?" The tears came back, and my voice cracked as I spoke,"Hi." I smiled as I realized after all this time, just being able to hear him again did take the pain away, it make me feel like I always did with him. Happy.

"Can-can I come in?" I nodded but then remembered he couldn't see me,"Yeah." I breathed. Always. He sighed, and I could hear him stand back up, so I did too. My hand held the door knob tightly as I unlocked the lock. I could tell the suspense was killing Brian, I knew him to well.

As soon as the door opened the tiniest bit he was gently pushing it back faster, trying to see me again. I gave into what he wanted, because I was eager to see how he was. I wonder if he was holding up better than me?

Nope.

I looked at the boy in front of me and saw myself, it was like looking into a mirror, he looked so miserable, so did I. People would tell us we were sick but we knew our only medicine was each other.

Almost as soon as he sees me he pulls me into a hug and I instantly relax. I missed him, a lot. My arms fund their way around his torso on their own and I buried my head in his neck not wanting to pull away from him. He did that for me though.

I wanted to kiss him right then and there, but I didn't know if he would let me. If we were even going to get back together, I wanted to, but did he?

"What are you doing here?" My voice sounded steady but I was shaking on the inside, he knew I was,"I already told you." "That can't be the only reason." "Your right there is another reason." He stood and dragged me to the couch were we sat down, next to each other, before he couldn't take it anymore and pulled me to him. I didn't move away, I couldn't.

I should stop using that excuse, I couldn't. I could. I could pull away if I wanted, if I wanted. But I didn't, so I didn't pull away. I leaned into him,"Would you like to tell me that reason?" He nodded before lifting up my chin to stare into my eyes, his softened," I came here because I love you, and Brock, I want you back." Before I could say anything he continued,"I've been so miserable this past month (A/N yeah it's been a month), everyone kept saying I looked sick. I blamed myself for breaking us up, and it was my fault, I believed that bullshit and that's why I couldn't bring myself to talk to anyone from the gang, I knew they hated me for what I did to you and I hated myself. I just missed you and I couldn't stand it anymore-" "Can you ever shut up?" I giggled and he gave me a confused look,"What?" "It's not your fault. The only person you have to blame is whoever told you I cheated on you Brian, I would never cheat on you-" He nodded quickly," I know that-" "Shut up." I gave him, a smile. I haven't smile in forever. Now I couldn't stop smiling," I would never cheat on you and never will, Brian, I love you and I missed you, and I can't say no if you want me back because I want you back to. I missed you so much." I started to cry again, for the thousandth time, but this time, they were happy tears.

He gave me his widest smile that he only let me see and leaned in towards me before stopping,"Can I?" I felt his breath hit my neck before nodding,"Yeah."

*Felix's P.O.V* *At School*

The familiar figure leaned against the locker next to me but this time I ignored the shit out of him,"Oh come on are you mad?" Yes," Look, I'm sorry okay. I told you that. Ten freakin times!" I slammed my locker shut and walked away, the best way to make him realize he made a mistake is to just ignore him.

"Come on Felix! Please just talk to me!" Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. I'm ignoring! I mentally fought myself. Hey, if he really wants to hang out with me at least next time I know he won't ditch me like a little b.

That's right, he ditched the shit out of me and I'm not happy. I was actually really excited, couldn't wait. I went to where we were suppose to meet and waited, for an hour. An hour later I got a text saying he 'couldn't make it'. Bullshit.

I mean, you see where I'm coming from right? If someone ditched you wouldn't you be pissed? (A/N actually happened to me :/) I know I shouldn't be this mad but for some reason I was. If something was so important he had to ditch me shouldn't he tell me what it is?

I asked him, but he just said it was personal. Personal my ass. He was probably busy banging some chick or ditching me to play video games with his actual friends. I guess I'm not one of his actual friends. Just some new kid on the side who is such an easy target to just push around. Probably.

I never should have thought moving would be this easy, it just seemed like this was the place we were gonna stay at. I just connected with it so well and I do wanna stay here, I just should have know, new kids are always just gonna be new kids.

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All I can say is.....it's been awhile. So hi! I hope you liked the chapter and that it improved from my last one which wasn't so good. That's really all. I'll try and update by Monday. :)

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