A/N: Here's My sequel to If I Didn't Have You, actually, it's more like a prequel, this is what happened before Amanda met Drake. It's a bit dramatic at first, but it turns out happy, hope everyone likes it!

Also, I had to alter the ages, I made them together for 6 years in the other one, but they're only 20 so that would make them 14 when they met, so…she's 19 in this story, ignore that…LOL

--Britannia

On a very rainy and stormy Saturday, Amanda and her boyfriend (A/N: At the time), Matt, were cleaning and dusting their apartment, when his cousin, Jeff, came barging in like he owned the place, and Matt and Amanda stared at each other like, "What is he doing here?" When he says, "Hey, I wanted to tell you that I got a call from a certain Jessica Lawrence today,"

"Who's Jessica Lawrence?" Amanda asked

"Um, no one." Matt said eager to the subject

"No, seriously, who is she?" Amanda asked now impatiently.

"Uh, she, well, you see-"

"She was Matt's 'first'." Jeff said

"First what?" Then she stopped herself, she knew, "You told me I was your 'first'!"

"Yes, but you see, I didn't think that-"

"What? It was important?"

"Well, no, it is important, but I, well-"

"Oh my God, you lied to her! How could you keep that from her!" Jeff said

"I don't know! It all happened too fast, and I don't know, I tried to block it out."

"Matt, it's not that I wouldn't have accepted that, it just that you didn't tell me! I am your wife, you can tell me anything, but to thin you kept something like this from me…" Amanda put her head in her hand,

"Amanda it was a huge mistake, and I thought if I blocked it completely out of my mind, I would never have to talk about it again."

"Jeff, what did she say to you?" Amanda said

"I don't think I-"

"What did she say to you?" Amanda said, this time very sternly

"She said that even though she and Matt's long term relationship ended eight years ago, she hopes you can reconnect, someday soon," Josh said quietly

Amanda's jaw dropped, "WHAT?" she said, "Four years ago? Four? That's one year before you met me, and your relationship didn't mean anything! We've been together three years, does this relationship mean anything to you? Or will this last four years before you leave me, and move on!" Amanda was so furious and sad, she couldn't stand it much longer, she might just walk out.

"Amanda it wasn't like that, the entire eight years we were just friends, and one night we just went too far, O.K.? I wasn't in love her, I'm in love with you. I didn't love her anymore than a friend."

"I still cannot believe you didn't tell me! She thinks you love her, and I have a feeling you might also, if you're hiding your true feelings from her, then I don't know what I'm doing here,"

Amanda was now on the verge of crying, she ran out of their apartment, and couldn't wait for the elevator, she knew Matt could catch her, so she had to run down the stairs, and into the main lobby where she was receiving many glances from people, wondering why she was in tears, and running as fast as she could to get out of there. She flung open the main door, and ran out into the horrible storm, she didn't care though, she had to leave that apartment building, all the horrible things she just found out. How could he lie to me about something like that? Why? Was he hiding something deeper than that? These were the thoughts that ran through her mind, she wanted them all to go away, and just have nothing to worry about or think about, she ran down the wet slippery street, and was turning on 5th street, when a horribly loud clap of thunder startled her, she just continued to run, she had no idea where to go, so she made a sharp turn on 4th street, and slid into the coffee shop. She skidded in as lighting, followed by thunder, brightened and loudened the coffee shop.

"Can I use the pay phone?" Amanda asked, her teeth chattering,

"Yes, of course," The main clerk asked showing her the phone by the restroom

Amanda ran to the pay phone, dripping wet, and took 15 cents out of her pocket, and jammed it into the money slot, and dialed.

"Hello?" the person on the other line said

"Hi, I'd like to book a flight to California please," she said to the attendant

"Name,"

"Amanda Michalka,"

"First class?"

"Yes, please," she said

"Alright, ma'am, your flight leaves at 2:00 p.m. this afternoon, we'll give you your ticket when you arrive Ms. Michalka,"

"Thank-you very much," Amanda said hanging up, then pulling her wet hair off of her face, and behind her shoulders.

Most people in the coffee shop were staring at her, and she smiled, and walked out.

She spent a few hours walking, it had only been 11:00 that morning when she left, so she had some time to kill, before going to the airport, she wondered if leaving Washington for a few days was wrong, but she stopped thinking that, it was a good thing, she needed to leave and think things through. She glanced at her watch, and it was 11:45, so she hailed a taxi, and jumped in.

"Wow, you like you've been through the mill, are you alright?" the driver said

"Um, yes, I'm O.K.," Amanda said

The cab driver was the most handsome person she had ever seen, he had short dark drown hair, and brown eyes, and he looked about her age. She thought she could easily fall in love with him, but she wasn't concerned about that right now, she had to concentrate on leaving Seattle, above anything else.

"I'm Drake, by the way," he said, eyeing her from the rear-view mirror.

"Amanda," she said smiling at him, she definitely felt a spark between them, she wondered if he felt it too.

"So where am I takin' you?" he asked, he had casual way of talking, that Amanda found irresistible, she was thinking about whether or not to stay so she could marry him, but she couldn't just judge him from the five seconds she's known him…

"Oh, the airport," she said

"Ah, were you off to?"

"Um, California."

"Oh, I'm from there, in fact I'm going back today, maybe will see each other there..?"

"It's a big state, but I hope so," she said

"So, how long have you lived here?"

"Not long, I moved here with a friend a few months back, and now I can't wait to get out."

"Yeah, Washington's not my style, I came here to visit family, and they went home, and I thought I'd stay, just to see if I'd like it, but I don't. I've been here, almost a year,"

"How could you stand it that long?"

"I don't know. But I've met some nice people here,"

"Yeah,"

"So, how old are you?"

"19. You?"

"23," he said

A/N: More very soon, bedtime! buh-bye

Britannia