Someone Like You
A/N: Hi guys! So, I LOVE Adele and I was listening to her song 'Someone Like You' and I was thinking about my ex… yeah, I said enough. If you haven't heard of this song, I HIGHLY suggest you listen to it. It has an amazing message and not to mention it has a beautiful voice singing it! This story will be a one shot, and it will be Eclare. If you did hear this song, I know, I know, your'e probably thinking this story will be sad… Read and you will find out! Please review! It will mean the world to me! I warn you, this is a LONG two shot!
Important note: I'm trying a different way of writing with this story. You'll understand when you read it :D Tell me what you think about it in the reviews!
Disclaimer: I own a box of Lucky Charms, Not degrassi or Someone Like You by Adele.
Summary: Future story. She see's him and his girlfriend at the grocery store eight years after breaking up. All her feeling's for him never left, she just put them aside, hoping her love for him goes away, considering he doesn't return the feelings. Or does he? Does he still love her? Does he love his current girlfriend? Questions need to be answered.
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I hoped you'd see my face & that you'd be reminded,
That for me, it isn't over.
It was a beautiful, sunny day in Toronto, Canada. The kid's were playing outside, young teens were at the beach in their swim suits, enjoying the warm weather. The elders were sitting on the front porch, watching their grandchildren riding their bicycles, and the mothers were inside preparing lunch, while the fathers were either playing with the children or washing the car.
It should be a happy day, shouldn't it? Not for her. It may seem like it, but it's all just an act. She missed him, missed him a lot. They haven't talked since his senior year of high school. They agreed to stay in touch, but that didn't work out. They agreed they wouldn't let their breakup ruin their friendship, that didn't work out. They agreed to never forget each other, that worked out perfectly.
She had her dream job as a english teacher at Banting University, she lived in a very extravagant condo with her boyfriend. He was a family friend that was very close to her at the age of eight years old, but he moved away, but was soon reunited with his childhood best friend during junior year.
He had everything a girl could ask for. He had the looks, the money, the attitude, he was athletic, and he was popular. He even had her, one of the most beautiful girls to ever walk the halls of Degrassi. She should be thankful that she has such a caring man who takes care of her. Trust and believe, she was thankful, she just felt empty and not fully satisfied.
She watched everyday, the man that she truly loved, hold another women. Smile with her, share laughter and create memories that will last a life time. She tried to move on, she only half succeeded. She got a boyfriend who loved her very much, she just wanted him though.
No matter, how many times she tried to forget about him, the more she craved him. She wanted to hold him and never let go, she wanted to feel his electrifying touch, his incredibly soft lips touch hers, his soothing angelic voice to whisper in her ear, his beautiful green eyes stare right into hers…But what she wanted most, was to hear those magical three words, that meant the world to her, be spoken from him and only him.
She knew she had to forget him already. It's been five years since she decided to break up with him. What did she know at the time? She was fifteen, he was sixteen. They were teens blinded by love, who only wanted to see love, nothing else. No drama, no mess ups, just love.
Of course being the age that they were, it was only puppy love, but it wasn't. Behind everything, their love was true and there. She was just young and couldn't handle the stress of his anxiety. Now, she understood why she left, why she gave up. She had time to think about everything, analyze it to the point, on why she should beg to go back. When she came to a conclusion, that he was what she wanted, it was too late.
He was taken, he had moved on, he forgot about her. He made a promise to himself, to not let his problems ruin this relationship, like how it ruined the past two relationships. Did he really move on though?
She asked herself that question everyday. Did he really move on? Did he forget about her? How about the memories they made? Did he just drop it and forget everything?
One day she decided to give him a call. He didn't know how much times she dialed, then hung up, dialed, then hung up, he will never know how hard it was for her to even press the call button. Anyone would think, calling someone on a normal day was nowhere near rocket science.
They are dead wrong. Calling the person you gave up on, the person you love with everything inside of you, was hard. It was especially not just "Someone", it was the person that meant the world to you, and you feel guilty for your actions. It takes some serious guts, to even confront the person you hurt. Your hands clam up, you sweat continuously, you have a person in the back of your head telling you to stop, but a voice in your heart telling you to just do it.
Oh, trust. It is possible, for a simple phone call to be harder than rocket science. It is never easy to talk to someone you haven't seen or talked to in a while. Especially someone you hurt, left behind for dead, but at the same time loved and cherished.
When she got the courage to press the green button on her cell phone, she anxiously waited. Waited for a lot of things, his voice, his reaction, his excitement or lack of, or if he was even going to pick up. When the other line opened up, she didn't expect what happened to happen. She answered the phone for him, the other woman in his life answered with a venomous "Hello?"
As soon as she heard her voice, she hung up faster than lightning. Did that really happen? Her heart was crushed, he didn't answer, and she tried so hard to call him, only for his girlfriend to answer. Later on that night, she cried herself to sleep. Her boyfriend thought she was PMSing and comforted her all night. Her in his arms, in the dark, him whispering sweet nothings in her ear, trying to make the pain go away. All of the sweet gestures from him, made her feel even more guilty, considering she was crying over another man…
On the other side of town, he asked her who it was that called. She answered with a "I don't know. They hung up, damn prank callers" she said with a laugh. He shook his head and went back to the bathroom to finish getting ready for bed. She knew exactly who called, she recognized the number. She laughed evilly to herself, she thought of her as a fool. She gave up on him a long time ago, she should just give up. The next time, she decides to call, she's going to tell her, to just give up already. He doesn't love her anymore.
That was wrong, he still loved her. He just decided to move on - not forget her - just move on, considering she moved on. He wanted nothing more, than to hear her beautiful voice again, to see those blue eyes that started everything, but he knew that could never happen.
One night, she and her boyfriend had to go to the super market, to get some groceries for dinner that night and for the rest of the week. What happened at the super market was either a horrible coincidence or it was fate.
She saw him and his girlfriend in the cereal section looking at the various selections of cereal. She saw him look at Lucky Charms while his girlfriend was looking at the Cheerios. She saw that small smirk he made when he just stared at the Lucky Charms. Lucky Charms was the only cereal they ate together - dry or with milk- during their relationship.
Whenever they ate Lucky Charms together, they would aways eat it straight out of the box. But, here's the catch, they held a handful of the cereal in their palms and only ate the cereal. When it came to the marshmallows, they made a wish on it, then fed it to each other.
She turned her body in the other direction, when she saw his girlfriend turn to him with the box of plain Cheerios in her hand. She had on one of those loose beanies on her head, so if they ever decided to look in her direction, they wouldn't recognized her.
Her heart was pounding hard in her chest and she winced at the smack of lips.
"Why are you looking at Lucky Charms? It's fattening and for children. Besides, I already picked out the Cheerios." She heard his girlfriend say with a smile in her voice. She secretly knew that he detested Cheerios, especially the plain ones. How did his own girlfriend not know he hated Cheerios? He always thought it was boring and it tasted like card board box. She heard him sigh in defeat and put the box back on to the shelf.
"Sorry, I was just… remembering something." His girlfriend just shrugged her shoulders and didn't notice his obvious sadness in his voice.
"Whatever, let's go get the rest of the things we need." She turned her body to the side a little, pretending she was looking at the Coco Puffs. In her peripheral vision, she saw his girlfriend leave the opposite side of the isle with the shopping cart and he looking at the Lucky Charms one last time before turning, to go follow his girlfriend.
She then turned and walked back to her boyfriend where he was in the coffee aisle putting in a box of french vanilla cream into the shopping cart. What she didn't know, was that he turned his head - before going back to his girlfriend - and he could have sworn he had seen that body before. He shook his head and told himself he was going crazy and he was certainly NOT going down that road.
When she got to her boyfriend, she got on her tippy toes and kissed her loving boyfriends cheek with a smile. He turned his head and gave her a confused smile.
"Thanks for the kiss, but what for?" He said as he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist. She shrugged and kissed his lips chastely while her arms were around his slender, pale neck. "What? A girlfriend has to have a reason to kiss her boyfriend?" She said with a cute smile. She was done going after a guy that is happy with another woman. She's happy for him, she want's him to be happy, she wishes nothing but the best for them two.
She found someone like him. Someone who cares about her, who loves her immensely, and it was time she focused on him and only him. She decided she was going to let the two have their happy life together while she and her boyfriend lived their happy life.
While in the car back to their condo, she sat in the passenger seat grinning out the window, while she held her boyfriends hand. She looked at the moon and mentally thought in her head, that she was talking to him.
She thought,'I guess she gave you things I didn't give you. I hope your'e enjoying everything and living out your dreams. I promise to you, that nothing will ever compare to our relationship. You don't have to worry and no care is needed. I don't regret anything that happened between us, just so you know, our mistakes are memories that are made, and I could never forget our memories. I remember you telling me that Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead. Just so you know, I was hurt and it wasn't over for me. But I saw how happy you sounded with her, so I let you go. So, I'm not hurt anymore, and I still love you, it's just a different kind of love. Just please, I beg, don't forget me.
After she was done mentally talking, she turned her attention to her boyfriend and smiled and brought his hand to her lips and kissed every single one of his knuckles. He turned his attention to her and smiled. When they got to the stop light, the two people turned to each other and shared a loving kiss that hasn't been shared in a while. When the light turned green he sped off to their home.
oooooooooooo
On the other side of town, in their apartment, he and his girlfriend were putting away the groceries in silence. When they had gotten home from the super market, he couldn't help but think of that girl in the cereal aisle, in the loose beanie.
He recognized her, he definitely knew her. He recognized her body shape and those flats. The flats the girl was wearing, was black flats that had two inch heels, a black bow on the top and the bottom was white. He knew who wore those flats, he just didn't attempt to say her name, he knew if he said her name, he would start hurting again.
He focused his attention back on the vegetables he was putting away in the fridge. He was putting away the oranges into the drawer when he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist. He stood up straight and turned around. There in front of him was his girlfriend since the ending of senior year.
She was an outcast, always had to have the attention on her. He didn't notice how almost everything she did, always had to have some sort of attention on it. She made Eli somewhat happy, it's just her constant need to impress everyone, but herself made him aggravated.
She reached up and kissed his nose. He opened his eyes and looked down into her brown eyes. He smiled a little at her. He loved his girlfriend, he just couldn't get her out of his mind. Her crystal blue eyes, her creamy snow white skin, her reddish brown ringlets, her sweet scent, and her beauty in her soul, in her face and in her body. She was truly amazing.
He would always see something that reminded him of her. For example, he was at the music store after work and he saw Adele's new CD, 21. He smiled when he saw the CD because he knew she absolutely LOVED Adele. He would always have to listen to it whenever he drove her to school, or if they ever just hung out on his cars hood.
Every time he listened to Adele, he would smirk and stare off into space, remembering the past. Remembering the past he could never get back…
His thoughts were snapped back to reality, when his girlfriend tilted her head up a little to kiss him on the lips. A difference from his ex. She was way shorter than him, and she would always have to tippy toe to reach his lips. That was his most memorable characteristic of her.
She was a tiny girl. She had tiny shoulders, a tiny waist, tiny hands and feet, but she had those big blue eyes, her big brain, her big smile and her big heart. He felt guilty kissing his current girlfriend, while thinking about his ex girlfriend.
His girlfriend released from the kiss and looked him straight in the eye and smiled, he smiled back.
"I Love you" She said, he grinned and said, "I love you too"
Him saying 'I love you' to her still felt foreign on his tongue. In his past relationship, he was always the one to say 'I love you' first, because he was always so excited and his mind didn't think whenever he was with her. He always did instead of think.
STOP! He told him self. Stop thinking about her! Stop acting like she's in your life still! Stop comparing them! They're two different people! He pulled away from his girlfriend and pulled on the roots of his hair. He breathed, in and out
slowly. Trying to control himself.
His girlfriend looked concerned, "Babe? Are you okay?" She talked slowly to him, she stayed in her spot and didn't move a muscle. He just waved her off and said, "Everything is fine. I just need to take a breather, I'll be back later on." with that said, he walked to the front door of the apartment, put on his shoes and coat and grabbed his keys. He left his phone back purposely. He didn't want to talk to anyone right now. Except for the one person he knew he couldn't talk to.
He drove for two whole hours until he ended up at the abandoned church. He stayed in the car for a couple minutes until he had the courage to get out and relive his teenage years. So much things happened in this place. Their first I Love you's happened here, cuddle sessions, hang out's on the weekends, picnics, the first and only party the Misfit's ever threw. This place held so much memories. Good and bad.
He walked over to the wall and he saw the heart with his first real loves name and his own. He saw the shards of glass from the picture frame still there, a single bullet was on the ground. He was surprised after eight years his mistakes were still there.
He didn't like that area one bit, because that reminded him of how he let his past control him and let himself get out of hand.
He walk to the opposite side of the church and he saw what he thought would never be there. He saw the hammock. That hammock sent chills up his spine and a huge smile to come across his face. The bright yellow and print of the hammock had faded, it was covered in dirt and leaves that had fallen from the trees up above. He went to it and ran his hand on it.
Sure, it was dirty, it was faded and old, but it held so much memories on it. It amazed him that it was still there. What amazed him even more, was that it wasn't torn. Not a single hole or scratch was on it, just the dirt. He let his hand glide across it back and forth and smirked. It was still soft and held the magic it had eight years ago.
He looked around the open areas of the church and noticed, it looked as if no one has been there in a while. The only difference was that there were dead leaves everywhere. He then noticed the carving on one of the walls. It read 'Forever a Misfit! C.E+E.G+A.T' He smiled and ran his hand across the carving. They had wrote it in after the secret party.
He let his hand run over the A.T and smiled. He still kept in touch with his best friend. He found someone who accepted him for him, they were working well. He then noticed the C.E that made his smile fade and he just let his hand rest on her initials. He missed her. They promised each other after his senior graduation, that they would keep in touch and still be friends.
They lied to themselves. They never kept in touch, nor did they stay friends. They both wanted to, very badly. It was just really difficult, considering he moved to a different area for college and didn't return to Toronto after graduating. While looking at her initials, he let a couple tears fall upon his cheeks. He really, really missed her. He wanted nothing more, than to hug and kiss her. He knew it wasn't going to happen. He hadn't seen her in so long, if they did meet again, things would be awkward.
He looked at his watch and noticed that it was eleven o' clock. He didn't want to leave this place just yet. So, he went to the hammock and slowly and gently lied down in it, trying not to break it. To his surprise the hammock was still strong and sturdy. He relaxed and watch the stars. He remembered their innocent conversation back in grade 11.
"The stars are out" She said as she gazed at the stars.
"What's your wish?" he asked her tenderly.
"If I say it out loud, it won't come true" She said with a adorable grin, he couldn't help but let a small laugh past his lips.
"How cheesy would it be if I said that…mine already has" He looked down and looked at her lovingly. He noticed a blush creep on her soft cheeks.
He smiled at the memory and closed his eyes. A slight breeze hit his face and he breathed out in ecstasy, this was his home, he belonged here. He rest his eyes for a good twenty minutes before getting up slowly and walked to his fixed Morty.
He drove to his old neighborhood and saw his old house, his parents still lived there, but they were on vacation visiting his cousins in Winnipeg. He passed by his best friends house and noticed his best friends mother was outside talking to his grandmother. He absolutely hated that women, but oh well. He then passed Degrassi Community School. It still looked the same, he remembered those steps and where he ran over her glasses. It was memories he cherished most.
The last place he decided to visit was her house. Her parents kept the house considering it meant the world to her. Her older sister returned from Kenya and moved in the house with her husband and her adopted daughter from Kenya. He didn't stay there long because it hurt him, to even drive onto the street.
When he returned home, at two thirty in the morning, he wasn't even tired. He peaked through the bedroom door and his girlfriend was sound asleep. He made sure he didn't make any noise while he grabbed some clothes, so he could shower.
He took a nice, long hot shower for thirty minutes and he went to the living room where he sat on the couch. He sat in the dark and he pondered about his current life. Did he really want this? The perfect life that his current girlfriend gave him? The nice apartment? The relationship with no ups and downs? The relationship that just went along? The constant guilt he felt everyday? The longing to hold his one true love, he has been away from for the longest time? How long could he handle this? He didn't want to hurt his girlfriend, but he didn't want to give her something he knows he isn't going to be giving his 100% in.
Decision. Decisions. Decisions.
A/N: So, I'm going to stop right there because that was getting pretty long! ahaha I enjoyed writing this soooo much. I swear every time I got an idea for this, I would type like there was no tomorrow! Let me know what you guys thought! Reviews mean sooo much to me! I really, really want to know what you guys thought! I will try and get the second part of this two shot in by friday! Maybe before or after I update Demented and Deranged! Thanks my loves! I know I will be updating Demented and Deranged around the middle of the week!
