A/N: Yes, I know a new story. I know it's probably not best to start a new story when I have others to do. But I got great inspiration for this, so I thought why not? Hope you enjoy. xo.
Kendall:
"Mm, baby. It's time to wake up." She said to me in almost a whisper as she began to kiss my face. I smiled at the sound of her voice, and her lips on my face; each kiss so soft and tender. "Come on, baby. I made you breakfast." She continued to say. Every morning it was something just a little bit different, but that's what I liked. She was an adventure, she was able to make me see and believe in things I never knew existed. I began to feel her warm, soft, gentle hands on my body trying to shake me awake. This only made me let out a small laugh before turning over. I heard her giggle, it was the most sweetest melody I have ever heard. Soon, I felt her lean over my body to whisper into my ear again, "If you don't wake up, you know what will happen." A smile spread across my face, as I buried my face inside of my pillow, letting out a fake snore. Suddenly I felt little hands trying to tickle me, I laughed out loudly because she knew just where my tickle spots were. "Okay! Okay! I'm up!" I say as I being to sit up out of bed. She smiles at me because she thought she had defeated me, but I pointed at the ceiling, "What's that?" I say. She was so gullible once she looked up I wrapped my arms around her small waist and began to tickle her. All her limbs went flying as she pleaded for mercy. "Please, baby! Please!" I stopped, and pulled her in close to me and whispered, "You know what you have to do to make me stop." I smiled against her skin, when she pulled my face closer to hers. Our lips slowly locked together like we were two pieces of a puzzle that matched together perfectly.
That was almost two years ago, her name was Charlotte. I loved her with every single fiber in my body, she was the reason I got up in the morning, and she was everything to me. Then one day, the doctors weren't quick enough, I wasn't quick enough, and everything fell apart. Now, here I am two years later in Brooklyn, New York in a one bed room apartment, trying hard to become a writer and still manage to make ends meet each month. Ever since the accident things haven't been the same. The sun doesn't shine as bright anymore, and the birds don't sing as loud anymore. It was as if the sun needed her to shine off of, because she was brighter than the sun could ever dream of. Maybe the birds would try and match the sweet melody that was her voice, but now that she's gone the birds don't have anything to match.
I miss her.
Lucy:
I was finally here, here in New York City. It's always been a dream of mine to live here and do art here. Only a few short weeks ago, I got a letter from the art institute telling me that they had an opening, and I took it without even thinking twice about it. New York is where dreams came true, and it was where I intend to become someone different, someone new. It was where I planned to actually do something in my life. I'm not in this alone, I'm also here with my boyfriend, James. We have only been dating for around eight months. It wasn't anything too serious, but it was getting there. Together, James and I packed up from a small town in Texas, to the city where adventure awaits at around every corner, and excitement is its middle name. I'm ready New York, but the question is, New York, are you ready for me?
A/N: Okay this chapter is very small, but the next one I plan it to be a ton longer. Promise.