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James could still hear that giggle if he closed his eyes. She was in this room an unreasonable amount of time, and for a lot of it, giggling at James as he commented on something as he kissed her.

Heck, she had been on this very bed. He figured his parents hadn't changed the mattress, and despite the fact that the sheets and comforter had been washed, they were still the same.

He let his head fall to the side of his friends car window car they arrived back at the apartment after they went out and saw a movie, James closed his eyes, trying to get the girl who had been on his mind...out of his mind, Ever since that day he last saw her, he couldn't seem to stop dreaming about past times he had with the brown eyed beauty. He figured she forgot about him by now.

"I lied to her," I said after one of the many memories subsided.

"What are you talking about bro?" Kendall, my best friend asked, a confused look plastered on his sun kissed face.

"I lied to Katie. I promised her that we'd stay together, even if I ever went out to California. I lied to her, and I lost her forever." I let out a deep sigh before letting his head fall onto the couch cushions in my parent's large living room.

"C'mon dude, you have to stop feeling sorry for yourself, I mean, you can't keep beating yourself up over something that happened two years ago. You can't change what has already happen." Kendall told me, heading into the hallway and making his way to kitchen leaving me alone.

Great talk Kendall, appreciate it... I think to myself

I sat alone looking at the room, The walls were painted white, family photos from past vacations and school photo's hung along the walls, accompanied by large paintings. The floor was white marble and the couches were large black leather. My parents were always redecorating the house, reinstalling new carpet, or getting new furniture. So every time I would come and visit them, the house would be unfamiliar to me. My bedroom was the only thing that stayed the same it seemed like.

I got up from the floor and roamed the room,

My eyes gazed over the familiar family photos; My eyes stopped wandering when he saw a familiar face in one of the photos. The photo was from a Halloween party my family had when I was in fifth grade. It showed Kendall and myself with the other two boys; Logan & Carlos all huddled together in a big circle, as they smiled wide for the picture.

I of course was dressed up as a zombie as well as Carlos, because everyone knows zombis kick so much ass, and as for Kendall, Kendall was a vampire and Logan was dressed in a batman costume.

What really caught my eye though was the small brunette who was in a fairy princess gown who was waving her magic wand over Carlos, the girl in the princess gown was Katie. I don't remember much of that night because it was so long ago. But I remembered bits and pieces.

A small smile crept onto my face as I remembered when Katie had managed to smash a cupcake into my face for no reason at all other then the fact that James had taken her fairy wand and wouldn't give it back. Which I guess seemed like a good enough reason.

"That was such a wonderful night." my mom said aloud, appearing behind me causing myself to slightly jump.

"You guys were just so cute in those costumes." She told him again taking the picture from his hands and smiling. "Do you miss her?" Was all my mom asked me after the few moments of silence.

"Of course I do, I just wish….you know, things could be different, that I could change the past and have everything perfect again." He managed to say before he looked at the other photos.

"Love isn't perfect. It isn't a fairytale or a storybook. & it doesn't always come easy. Love is overcoming obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on & never letting go. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, & impossible to live without. Love is work, but most of all, Love is realizing that every hour, every minute, & every second was worth it, If you really love her James, You won't let the past get in the way of what could have been, focus on right now and think of what could be." My mom told me, before kissing me on the forehead and walking out of the room leaving me to ponder on what my mother had just said.

Katie:

I was suppose to hate him, yet how could I? He was my bestfriend, my everything. And as much as I hate to admit I miss James, the boy I could tell anything to.

"The more things change, the more they stay the same."

I'm not sure who was the first person was who said that, probably Shakespeare or maybe Sting, but at the moment that sentence that best explains my tragic flaw-my inability to change. I don't think I'm wrong in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same for as long as we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake, or an explosion, or all of a sudden you're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that, the kind of thing most people wouldn't even notice unless they look really really close. Which thank God they never do, but you notice it. Inside you, that change feels like a world of difference and you hope that it is, and that this is a person that you get to be forever, that you'll never have to change again.

If I could lie to you and tell you love was the eastiest thing in the world, I would, but then I'd be lying to you.

Ironic isn't it.

Lying is the thing that is bad for us, but when we are hit with the cold, hard truth it's good for us.

Sometimes we'd be better off to hear lies, then maybe life won't hurt us so hard.

A lot of girls my age turn to things that reality offers them, alcohol, cocaine, meth, stupid things that shorten your life.

I was introduced to a truth that was good, it kept my head screwed on straight and my mind from wanting to totally give up.

I had a perfect life.

That was before he showed up in my life, before he locked his beautiful, mind blowing hazel brown eyes with mine.

That was before I realized that five small, brief minuets with this talkative guy, I'd be falling love with him in just a few months.

He's the kind of guy that when you'd lay your eyes on him, he'd have you captured from that moment on.

The one when you two first hold hands, it's an everlasting hold.

That when you first kiss it's never ending tingling in the pit of your stomach.

That was before "That Summer" the summer that drove a fine line between the two of us.

Now he's nothing but an old, stained up photo in a shoe box of his things to me, the very photo that you spent all your night sobbing over top of, watching as your tears dripped onto and caused to wrinkle it.

My once best friend and also first love was none other than James Maslow, the one I will never let go.

It started out just like any summer, days that felt a life time long, the smell of freshly cut grass, the warm breeze, birds singing to a lovely tune. That's when we found each other, and we found ourselves.

Following day;

"Dang do I love summer heat" James exclaimed, peeking out the rims of his ray bands starring at the group of girls in skimpy bikini bottoms.

"California girls, nothing is better than that" His friend Kendall piped in, as he let out a sigh.

I was never one of the bikinis on the beach type of girls, in fact I hated the beach, yet here I am sitting on my beach towel in Malibu roasting in the heat.

Kendall rolled his eyes at James before he began to speak. "What you've got to be kidding! Look at girl number 4, did you not see the size of her-"

But before Kendall could finish his sentence he was interrupted by a dark haired girl in shorts and a tank top.

She looked to be at least eighteen, maybe seventeen. Everything about her was perfect, right down to her luscious figure Kendall finally got a good look at the girl trying to talking to me.. She was so little. She was slightly smaller than him, but only a couple inches shorter.

She looked like if He squeezed her too hard, she'd snap in half. She had long brown hair that curled into flawless ringlets. the darkest brown eyes and a small smile finished off her look.

Kendall was quick to fall out of his day dreaming when she began to speak….it wasn't really speaking, it was more like screaming.

"What the heck is the matter with you and your friend!?" Katie yelled at the blonde and the brunette in front of her.

"I didn't come here to listen to you and your friend gawk and favor girls on a beach, for crying out loud they're human beings not objects, so please do me and the rest of the girls at this beach a favor and shut up. If you think that's how you're going to get a girl you're going to be single for the rest of your life."I say, before I trudge back to my beach blanket incredibly upset.

"Wow, someone is sensitive." Kendall exclaimed before giving Courtney a glare, and turning his direction to James who had his jaw opened slightly.

" Oh my god," James said, He looked at Katie again then back to Kendall.

"That was Katie" James whispered as he remembered the girl he used to be best friends with years ago. His features softened, keeping his gaze on her, he couldn't wrap his head around the fact that his former best friend was in the same state as he still, and merely just feet away.

"James...James...JAMESSSS!" Logan, James' other friend screamed, as he waved his arms frantically trying to get James' attention.

"Get your head screwed on straight, I asked if you wanted to go surfing. Do you?" Kendall chimed in as he took a gulp of water.

"No, no, you guys go, I'm going to stay back for a little bit, I'll be in the water later." James told his friends. They all shrugged their shoulders and made their way towards the water.

"Sorry about earlier, my friend doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut." James joked, as he took a seat next to Katie.

"And you had nothing to do with that conversation either? I can see something's haven't changed since the last time I saw you." She scuffed as she gave him a glare.

"Problem?" He retorted, James eyes immediately fell on her behind his ray bans.

"Other than the fact you just blew your friends off to come over and try to make small talk with someone who still hates you, I mean why am I not surprised that you still blow people off "

"Oh please, once again it was entirely my fault. God forbid you never attempted to make contact with me before then." He said getting agitated

"Well I would have if your mouth wasn't plastered to every girls mouth all the time, And besides it's not like our friendship back then was real anyway!"

"Maybe you should accept the fact that I'm trying to apologize for what happened three years ago and try and work things out between us and maybe you wouldn't be so bitchy all of a sudden."

"I have accepted it. But guess what James; I accepted reality right after I watched you drop me in the dust back in the 8th grade. So you know what? You can take your fake apology and shove it right where it came from." She got up and grabbed her belongings before stomping her feet in the sand and walking away.

Nothing that came in my mind made sense, my eyes became blurred as I felt the tears begin to fall from my eyes thinking back to the last time I saw him back in the ninth grade where everything started to fall apart….the last time I saw my best friend.

"How did this happen James?" I rolled over and looked at my best friend. He continued to look at the sky.

"I never wanted this to end, you know that. But….maybe that's what needs to happen." He whispered

I could feel the tears pricking my but I ignored it. "Just promise me you won't forget who I am to you, and we'll pick up right where we left off."

"I promise….."

After only a few months of him moving away I had gotten a text from my friend telling me she saw him in San Francisco with another girl, when I called him to ask if it were true he said yes without any hesitation and told me we could no longer be friends, I would cry for what seemed for days, my mom didn't ask what was wrong, she just knew. A little after two months his calls became less frequent, our video calls cut short.

The memory subsided as I began to feel my breathing hitch, yet I still ignored James shouts, calling me to come back.

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