My Happy Ending
A Work of Fiction by shuuxharuka
A/N: I decided to edit this, so I could update chapter 3 ;)
The reviews have been just wonderful sources of inspiration, and I owe you readers an update (:
This story I remember now was based off Avril Lavigne's song My Happy Ending for Dawn and Drew's relationship :D
Edited on 20th October 2009 4:20pm
Full Summary: Having your heartbroken was like a never ending nightmare turned reality. Dawn now begins to question whether "happy endings" truly existed or merely happened within the realms of fairytales. But maybe, just maybe, she just hasn't been looking hard enough to find happiness – and her perfect prince charming. Dawn x Paul.
You were everything, everything I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
"My Happy Ending" - Avril Lavigne
Chapter 1: Heart Break
She woke up that fine morning, the echoes of birds twittering, Mother Nature at its finest. The sun began to peak across the hillsides, its rays casting a glorious light over every living thing visible. Her eyes sparkled at the breathtaking scene; a pleasant smile crossing her face.
Its mornings like these . . . that just make you feel so rejuvenated and refreshed . . . she thought to herself.
But, a certain green haired male crossed her mind, earning a deep sigh. Every day, she wondered, waiting in blissful delight at when those three words would be spoken by him. The longing for him to say those three meaningful words to her . . .
Sometimes she cursed her weakness – the fear of rejection, the fear of heartbreak. Dawn had a certain . . . feel that perhaps, he too felt the same way, but was it just wishful thinking? She hadn't taken the plunge; taken the chance to make the first move.
Dawn, after all, always had dreamed of the perfect "fairytale ending", the happily ever after. Where she was the princess being awaken by the love of her prince.
She eventually crawled out of the warm, tempting comforts of her beloved blanket. Dawn was about to give in to the wonderful temptation, but her voice of reason countered. You mustn't be late for school . . . maybe you'll even get to see him . . .
That did it. She hopped out of bed, and made her way over to the bathroom. Dawn stared at the reflection in the mirror – a simple girl with a smile that showed she hadn't suffered any of life's troubles and was well loved.
Dawn giggled, as the image of him floated into her mind once again. How could such a person induce so much feeling out of her? How could he make her feel like she was the most important on the face of this planet?
Her one special someone. Namely, a boy by the name of Drew Hayden.
They'd known each other for as long as they could remember, always together, never parting.
"Oh I wish he'd confess soon, I've been waiting for so long for this to happen. . . " muttered Dawn, slightly crest fallen.
She mentally slapped herself, "No need to worry!"
Second Period
Dawn continued to doodle aimlessly within the confines of her precious notebook. The usual hearts, the "Drew x Dawn" kind of thing. She could feel her inner self embarrassed at her love sick behavior. Her heart, however, thought otherwise.
So this is how it feels to be in love….. thought Dawn, sneaking a glance at Drew, who was seated on the other side of the classroom.
His emerald locks draped over his face, his face contorted into a look of concentration. She sighed dreamily – he truly was stunning.
She continued to stare, drinking in every inch of his face. But, she was interrupted by an irritable nudge to her side. Dawn turned, and glared at the person seated next to her. The girl handed her a note, as she hastily opened it.
I have something really important to tell you, so meet me in the cafeteria after 2nd period, I'll be waiting . . .
Drew
Dawn immediately looked up, to see him grinning charmingly, as he winked. She quickly looked down, hoping to hide the ever growing red appearing on her face.
Don't tell me . . . he's confessing? Oh my god . . . I'm not even ready yet . . .
She let out a small squeal, her insides in a current fit of happiness. But really, was it too good to be true?
Break
Dawn immediately bolted when the bell signaling the end of 2nd period, and hurried out of the classroom to the direction of the cafeteria. She had a spring in her step, and tried to soothe her ever speeding heart.
All sorts of wild fantasies ran through her mind, along the lines of dating, and even marriage. She giggled at her rather bizarre thoughts – it wasn't too good to be hasty right? Maybe she was just assuming after all . . .
Dawn quickly opened her locker, shoving in all her books and quickly collecting the books needed for 3rd and 4th period. She slammed it shut, and attempted to pull a straight face as she trotted towards the cafeteria – right around the corner.
The suspense, the tension – she was at her breaking point. Do fairytale happy endings exist after all? she wondered.
Dawn entered the entrance to the bustling cafeteria, as she scanned around for a familiar green head. A sea of people, chatting and emitting comforting warmth – after all, it was break time.
All too soon, she spotted him – after all, who wouldn't with that green hair? It was like a shining beacon, drawing all eyes on him. Drew as, as usual, seated with that sapphire eyed brunette named May.
Dawn cringed slightly. She always was slightly cautious and wary around potential "love rivals". You could say she was jealous, but he was the one she was aiming for. With May's striking eyes and cheerful personality, she was simply hard not to like.
She was pretty oblivious to most things and hung out with the "normal crew". Nothing too out of the ordinary – and yet she didn't see the affection she was receiving from plenty of the male student body.
Dawn liked to think of them as only friendly rivals. After all – how can two people love each other when they're constantly arguing? She always thought of sappy love stories when it came to romance.
Like picnics on the beach and moonlit walks together, the possibilities were endless. They are just friends . . . right? Definitely wouldn't be much . . . harm.
The two were once again engaged in a "lover's quarrel" as many would call. The brunette was yelling at him, while he smirked, amused, and flicked his hair. Dawn giggled – she thought he just looked so cool like that.
But – her world slowly began crumbling down after what happened next.
Drew took the spoon he had in his mouth, scooped some mashed potato and gravy and shoved it in May's mouth. She swallowed.
Dawn gasped inwardly. Indirect kiss! her inner romantic screamed.
Drew then, grabbed her chin and pulled her face closer to his, him looking at her endearingly, and her blushing. Dawn sensed something was wrong, terribly wrong.
Drew then, pulled the spoon out of her mouth and kissed her.
She didn't need to be a genius to work out what was "going on" between them. Her heart was shattering, never to be put together again. This heartache – it felt so real, so far from the "happy ending" she dreamed of.
It was far more painful than described in the books. How did they overcome this agony? In fairytales . . . it was simply a smooth ride . . . you just had to sit back . . . this was far from a smooth ride.
She was incomprehensible – seeing the one she'd loved for so long kissing some other girl. Now she knew what he wanted to talk to her about. All this time she'd be dreaming of something that wasn't ever going to happen.
Dawn felt the tears springing into her eyes, but feigned desperately to hold them back. Drew then broke away, as his eyes travelled to her and lingered. He murmured something to her, and they both began to slowly walk in her direction.
No! Don't come this way, I don't want you of all people to see me like this! she inwardly screamed.
"Hey, Dawn!" Drew called, coming nearer and nearer, before he stood face to face with her.
"This is what I wanted to tell you about! This is my new girlfriend May,"
"Y-yeah….. I'm s-so h-h-happy for you!" exclaimed Dawn, with false happiness.
Drew frowned slightly, studying her. "You okay with it?" he questioned, his eyes slightly narrowed. He can see through me . . .
"S-sure . . . " she mumbled, avoiding eye contact as she suddenly became fascinated with the floor.
". . . I'll see you later, then?" were his last words, before he turned and walked away, her at his side.
Then, Dawn ran, ran as far as she could go. She went to the one place that she went to whenever she needed to be alone. To wallow by herself, the cool rush of air really worked wonders.
The ancient, yet colossal cherry blossom tree on the hill, overlooking the large football field.
Time quickly flew by, as the tears continued to flow relentlessly. School was over, and she was crumpled in a one heap, unable to will herself to move. Dawn had never realized that the world was crueler – her head was filled with fairytale endings, of charming princes that never would come rescue her from this dark abyss.
"Stop it, Dawn! You're over it. Stop being so pathetic," she screamed her voice cracking.
"H-he never liked you . . . so stop wishing that he did . . ."
She was lying to her heart, and she knew it. She wasn't over it – after all, it only happened a few mere hours ago. Where all her hopes were placed into something that never existed.
"Why did it have to be this way?" whispered Dawn, as a gust of wind blew, cherry blossom petals carried away by the wind, surrounding her.
Her eyes were swollen, no matter what she did; the tears kept coming at full throttle. Dawn leaned onto the trunk of the tree, drowning in her tears, misery and heart ache.
"I should have known things would turn out this way . . . I shouldn't have childishly believed in fairytale happy endings . . . I should've known better . . . that life always feels like it's against you, and that, in reality, things never go to plan . . ." she murmured.
Then, she felt a shadow looming over her. Dawn quickly whirled around, blue orbs connecting with violet. It was someone she'd never seen before; she could've sworn she heard people talking about him as she escaped from that suffocating confine.
Is this that transfer student they were chattering about? From what I heard he looked like a rebel . . . no wonder he's the "next biggest thing" . . . Dawn thought.
He had the coldest eyes she'd ever seen, it was mysterious, alluring, there was something behind those eyes. The true meaning, hiding, waiting to be unlocked. They were eyes that have been scarred before, and been through so much.
"Tch. How pathetic, I hate girls that cry just because of love issues and stupid guys, just get over it" he grunted harshly, not once looking at Dawn. Instead, he chose to stare at the football field, his eyes wondering.
Dawn could feel her tears cease as anger pulsed through her veins. "Well, you've never had your heart broken have you?! How would you know how I feel? How can you tell me what to do?" she shrieked, her face nearing his.
He didn't even flinch.
"You aren't crying now . . . are you? Annoying girls are better than crying girls . . . at least they don't wet your shirt and whine about all their troubles," he muttered, eyeing her from an angle.
Dawn paused, pondering on his words.
"You wouldn't be so bad if you weren't so annoying . . . ugly girl," he said coolly, smirking maliciously.
"Psh, you dare call me ugly girl? If you must know, the name's Dawn! If you think you're so great, what's your name?" she questioned angrily, venting her frustration.
He smirked slightly, his purple hair caressed by the wind, blowing slightly along with the breeze.
He's actually not bad to look at when he doesn't open his mouth . . . wait, what? Dawn, have you lost your mind? She silently berated herself for thinking such . . . horrific thoughts.
"The name's Paul . . . and unlike you, I have things to do," he stated, before he turned around and walked away. The cherry blossom petals fell around him, giving him a majestic aura.
Dawn could only stare in awe, only to realize that she was gawking at him.
She slapped herself.
"Remember, the next time I see you, my foot has an appointment with your face!" Dawn shouted after him.
So much for my happy ending . . . but that Paul isn't so bad I guess . . . I only realize that through his words, I'm one more step towards the path of healing this heartache . . . he had a different way of expressing his comfort . . .
She's . . . different, quite interesting . . . I didn't think she'd bounce back so fast . . . he thought, as he shoved his hands into the depths of his trouser pockets.
Unbeknownst to the two of them, even though it was the ending of Dawn's love for Drew, it was the beginning of something new.
She was on her road to healing, and as for him, who knows what role he plays in her life? After all, it's all up to the decisions you make, the things you do, that change your future.
Although, fate does have its strange ways . . .
How will these two opposites happy ending turn out?
Another edit done – now on to chapter 2 :)
--shuuxharuka x
