Authors note
** Hi guys! Sorry I never finished the other one, but I got new inspiration for the story so I decided to restart it all over, the grammar should be fixed as well. Please enjoy and send me messages on what your thoughts are. Thank you for reading!
-Alex **
I read about it in the paper, in the subway on the way to work. "Kurt Hummel's new summer collection sells big in Los Angeles!" I couldn't believe my high school sweetheart had become one of the biggest designers of this decade. I mean I always knew he was going to be something spectacular but that was just obvious given his intelligence. He probably didn't remember me. Now I know, I know. You're probably confused as to what happened. Well trust me it is a long story, but to keep it short and sweet, he left because he was going to New York and I was staying in Ohio. ( Even though if I had the chance I would definitely have come with him.) There were other things said by the both of us that may have caused it. But they were silly words screamed in the heat of the moment. But I guess that's the thing about couples that never fight. They never fight but when they do it is hell. Sometimes I just sit and wonder what would have happened if I hadn't been so stubborn...if I had tried to call him.. if I had tried anything. I just let him go. I regret it so much now that I look back. I just wondered what we could have been. I mean a lawyer and a fashion designer, not a bad combination right? If only he knew that after seven years I still felt the same about him. He would probably think it was childish or even laughed in my face. I try to remember that whenever I start remembering our stolen moments in Dalton halls, the dates at the Lima Bean, or even the more special nights when we had 'sleepovers'. To be truthful I have been with a lot of men... like that since then. But whenever I'm with them all I see is Kurt.. all I smell is Kurt..all I feel is Kurt. I know it sounds like some crazy 90's movie but it was the truth. My brother tried to explain that no one ever forgets their first love, until they find their soul mate. I believe him and all but I just get the feeling that Kurt was my soul mate. I had never felt that way about anyone or anything until I met him. I know I'm young but I'm not stupid, or maybe I am and I just don't realize it. Oh and to top all of this off, Kurt decided to come to my firm for his new case. I just prayed that he wouldn't find me you know? I mean. I do want him to find me.. so we can run and fly off on a unicorn to get married in neverland. But I learned at a very young age. Dreams. Don't. Come. True. So I'm going to stick with hoping that I never see him again. So I can get on with my life. So he can get on with hims. I just prayed that all the memories would come back all of the bad or even all of the good. I don't think I could deal with the depression.. or the pills. I just have to tell myself that I am now a grown man. I am over Kurt Hummel, even if I'm lying to myself. I need to believe it. For my own sake.