"I'm moving," he said. A cool breeze swept past.

"What?" I asked. Moving? No he couldn't be. No, he wasn't, right?

"Yeah, I'm moving," he said as he looked down.

"Don't say stuff like that, of course you're not moving!" I exclaimed. He didn't respond.

"Where?" I nervously asked.

"Germany," he replied.

"Germany! But that's like half way around the world! Why?" I asked.

"Dad's job, we travel a lot," he answered.

"When?" I asked.

"Next Wednesday," he replied.

"Next Wednesday! That's only five days from now! Why didn't you tell me sooner! How long have you known about it?!" I screamed. Andre sighed.

"I've known since I moved here, but..."

"But what?"

"I just couldn't tell you. I knew I had to, but I didn't want to! I didn't want to make you sad. If I told you, I knew you'd be sad. I told myself everyday that I'd tell you. But the words just never came out..."

"Please, tell me you're lying. No, you're just joking around, right!" I gave him a hopeful glance. "Right?" No response. I shook his shoulders. "Andre!"

"Wendy, I would never lie to you about something this serious..." I looked in his eyes. One look, and I knew he was telling the truth. I refused to accept it.

"No, you can't move!" I shouted. "You just can't! Not that far away! I don't want you to! I'm gonna be all alone again!"

"How do you think I feel! I'm the one leaving America! I don't want to leave here!" he shouted. Silence.

"Why? Can't you stay here? With me?" I asked.

"There's no way out of this Wendy, there just isn't. I'm leaving this town, next Wednesday," he said.

"But you can't!" I screamed. "No, I won't believe you!" I ran off into the distance.

"Wendy!" Andre called. "I'll be waiting here. Tomorrow at 1:00! I'll wait for you. Until I leave! Wendy!" But I pretended I couldn't hear him. He was leaving me. I didn't care about how he felt anymore.

I stopped.

"Andre, why?"I asked myself. It was now pouring. I didn't care. This was how I felt now. Gloomy, and full of tears. I couldn't tell at first, if I was crying, or raindrops just falling down on my cheeks. But even in this rain, I knew I couldn't hide the tears. Why did he have to move? Andre, of all people? It just wasn't fair!

"You can't just leave me, all alone" Rain continued pouring down. I kicked a nearby tree.

"It's not fair!" I don't want you to move!" I screamed into the forest. Although no one heard me. I eventually started heading home,and tried to stop crying.

Is it really our fate

To be split far apart

I want to believe that

Nothing will change

That was a song, You're not here. It was one of my favorites. Those verses reminded me of what I was going through. I sang it, over and over. Although no one heard me. I eventually started heading home,and tried to stop crying. I simply couldn't. I decided to get more wet, hopefully it would cover my tears. Hopefully.

Once I stepped inside, Mom yelled at me for being out for too long. I looked at the clock. 5:30. How long had I been in the forest? I didn't know. I took a hot, warm shower and ate dinner. My parents or my brothers didn't even notice anything was wrong. I wanted them to know, I wanted to tell them, but I couldn't get my lips to form the words out. I then instantly went to bed. The next day, Saturday, I got sick. Mom said it was because I was in the cold rain for too long. I didn't think it was. How could rain get you sick? I guess from hypothermia, but I had a fever. Mom made me stay in bed all day. Great way to start the summer, right? First I found out my best friend was moving to Germany, then I got sick. For the next two days, I was sick in bed.

Tuesday, finally, I was able to get up. Mom and Dad were both at work. My three brothers were at their friends houses. I looked at the clock. 1:10. And heavy rain. Was it possible Andre was out there waiting for me? No, he couldn't be, its raining, but... I reluctantly grabbed an umbrella and headed outside.

5 later, minutes I hid behind a tree by the split. Sure enough Andre, was standing out there. In the cold. With no umbrella. Just standing there in the rain.

"I wonder if I'll ever see her again..." I heard Andre say. He held his hand out in the rain, and clenched his fist.

"Of course I won't see her again, Why would she wanna see me? After I betrayed her." I heard him sniffling. I wanted to help him. But I couldn't. I had lost my courage to talk to him now. I simply walked away.

It was now Wednesday. The day he would leave. Once again, Mom and Dad were at work, my brothers elsewhere. I decided for myself I would go see Andre. At 12:50, I left home, and headed for the split. When I reached there, Andre wasn't there. Of course he wouldn't be. He'd be busy moving. He was probably far away by now.

"Wendy?" I heard Andre ask. I turned around. "I can't believe it, you're here!" I didn't know what had come to me, but I ran up and hugged him.

"Andre!" I cried.

"Wendy! You came back! I thought I'd never see you again!" he exclaimed.

"Andre, I'm sorry," I said straight out, letting go of the hug. "I shouldn't have been harsh to you last Friday."

"It's okay, just come with me, to my house, I have to leave soon," he said. He pulled my arm. We walked about 5 minutes when we reached a small house on top of a hill, with a giant moving truck parked next to it.

"Andre!" A woman whom I assumed was his mother called. "We're leaving in five minutes. Okay? Exactly five!" Andre looked straight at me.

"Wendy, listen, here write your adress down, quickly," Andre said, handing me a small sheet of paper and pencil. I quickly wrote mine down.

"I'll write to you, as soon as I get to Germany, alright?"Andre said. I nodded. I sensed my eyes getting teary, and I guess Andre saw it too.

"Don't cry." he said.

"But you're really leaving," I said.

"Don't worry, I'll see you again," Andre said.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah, really, some day, we'll see each other again?"

"Promise?" I asked.

"Promise," he said. Andre held out his pinky. I put mine out and we pinky promised.

"Andre, let's go! Now!" Andre's mother called.

"Gotta, go, write to you soon, alright?" he said. He gave me a sad smile. "Bye Wendy." He turned away and without looking back, hopped into the car.

"Bye Andre!" I called. He turned around and grinned, and waved. I watched them drive away, all the way until they disappeared into the distance.

"Bye Andre," I whispered to myself. I sensed my tears coming. I stopped them. I wouldn't cry. Not now. For Andre's sake.

Hello, sorry I haven't updated in like over a week. I was in D.C. I also haven't exactly been in the mood for writing GF fanfics, cuz its on a stupid hiatus again :(. I feel like going on a hiatus for writing GF fanfics then! :( Well, I'll at least finish this one, cuz its not finished in case you were wondering! But hey, I gve you a long chapter, this is the longest chapter so far I have ever written for fanfiction, including one shots. Oh and this chapter was kind of based off of when I found out my crush was moving, back in 6th grade, it was sad :(. Chapter 1 was also based off of how I met one of my guy friends, too. Well I'll try to update soon! Bye!