Hey everybody :) Here's the update, this chapter happens to be my favorite, besides the next one;the last chapter.
I just started a Cody fanfiction last night, and I'm working on it. So, BE PATIENT. I'm going to be busy this weekend, so I might not update for you guys. Emily's spending the night, and other people are going over here to hang out.
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CHAPTER 7---
The waves coming in and out, is all I hear now. I guess I fell asleep, dreaming about the old days. I only wish things would be like that again, that they would be so simple; and yet so complicated at the same time. I miss him, and I miss what we had.
The warm breeze that just went across my body made my spine shiver. The sand is shifting; I think someone is lying down next to me. I'm too lazy to open my eyes to look and see if it's a stalker, or if I know them. My stomach lying flat, my hair curly, all natural, no fancy business gone into it. The sand in my toes, I hope it's someone that I know.
I think I remember that smell. The breeze brought the scent to me, and it smells familiar. It IS someone that I know, but who? I didn't ask someone to meet me here, or did I? I don't think I did. But, I've been doing strange things lately. I heard a sigh in the distance between the two of our bodies, sounding familiar too. It was all too creepy. It's weird, because the smell is Dylan's scent, and I know it's not him.
I turned my head, opening my eyes under my sunglasses. Dylan's face, in sunglasses and a swim suit, came into view. He was lying down next to me, just like I have been, with his arms behind his head, looking up the sky, eyes closed under the sunglasses.
Do I say something? I don't know what to do. This hasn't happened to me before; I've always known what to say to him. He knows it's me behind the sunglasses, I know he does. Why is he here? I thought he hated me now. I don't know what to do. I sat up, looking out onto the ocean. I heard him sit up too, and then his voice, soft as velvet, rang into my ears, making a smile come across my face.
"Hey." He said, making me turn to him again. He swallowed, pausing, waiting for me to say something, anything, back to him. "How'd you find me here?" I asked him, looking through the sunglasses, to see his eyes. The ocean mist came to me, sprinkling my body with water.
"I know you too well, I guess." He said, having an awkward pause come between us. This hasn't happened, ever. I hear only the ocean now, not knowing what to say to him. What could I say? There's nothing to say, it's already been said. I don't know what else I can do now. It's all up to him. I've tried, and now he needs to. But it's too late to apologize. That's all I know right now, and it's all that I'm thinking of.
"So, why did you track me down?" I said, my guard, and my wall to my heart all up high. I'm scared. What if he says that he hates me, and wants to break up, for REAL and for good? Or he wants me to move out? I can't handle that right now. This is killing me.
"I miss you. I know it sounds stupid, after all that was said earlier, but I do. I truly miss you in my life, Julia. I'm sorry it took me this long to realize it." I couldn't believe what he said. Is this really Dylan? I know it is. I struggled with words. "I miss you too." I said to him, his hand coming over mine, just like the radio DJ, but this time, I didn't pull it away.
I licked my lips, wondering what was going to happen next. It was still kinda awkward, but not as much. "So, can we start over at the beginning?" He said to me, smiling that smile that made me melt in the sand, right then and there. "Yah, that'd be nice." I replied, his fingers lacing into my own, and I squeezed his hand tight.
"So, you wanna take a walk or something?" He asked me, getting closer to me. I smiled, "Sure, but where would we go?" I asked him, laughing. He smiled too, "I don't know, wherever you wanna go." He helped me up off the sand, with our hands still attached.
So down the sandy beach shore we walked, together again. I think this time is forever. I hope it is at least. My feet are soaked with the ocean water, clear and smooth. I'm counting on this forever, and it'll last. It's like our love is the waves of the ocean; if it goes away, it always comes back. And this time, it'll stay forever. I think he feels the same as I do, and I'm happy. This just might be real.
