Beck Oliver and I have been together for a few months now, and everything has been going perfectly. Which makes sense, Beck Oliver is pretty much perfect. Thoughts like these cloud my mind and I shake my head, telling myself that we're just in the honeymoon phase and I should take this relationship more seriously. Then I see his smile and my heart melts. It's funny, I've never been the kind of girl who really wanted a boyfriend, but now that I had one (Beck Oliver!) I couldn't really imagine being without him. Okay, I know I sound like I'm being dramatic, but I've known Beck for a few years, so it's not like we started out as strangers a few months ago. Either way I was happy, and he was happy. Speaking of Beck, which isn't too uncommon these past few months, seeing as he was on my mind and in my conversations as often as possible, I haven't spoken to him all day. I decide to send him a cute text message, so I pull out my phone and start a new message, I think about it for a few seconds before typing in a simple smile emoticon and hitting send. Expecting to get a reply soon, I set my phone on my lap and return to my day dreams about said boy. But I don't get a reply.
A few hours later, it's almost 8PM. I still haven't heard from Beck and I'm starting to worry, I send him another message, this time saying "Hey, everything ok babe? Miss U 3" hoping he's just busy and didn't notice his phone alerts. I set my phone down, and grab Cat convincing her to go out with a late movie with me. I should get my mind off of this or else it'll eat at me until he replies, which I hoped was soon. Cat wasn't too hard to convince, but when I mentioned movie she hopped off of the couch and started squealing about some mushy cutesy romance movie, but I knew that wouldn't help. After a while (34 minutes!) I end up convincing her to go see the scariest movie playing. She finally budges, sensing something is going on with me and we head off to the theater. I check my phone before the movie starts, it's been an hour since I messaged Beck, still no reply. I frown before shutting down my phone and slipping it into my purse. He must be busy, right?
I didn't hear from Beck after the movie. I didn't hear from Beck the next day either. I started to really get worried when I didn't hear from him all week. On my day off, I decided to drive over to his house to see if things were alright. I was getting worried, I didn't want to come off as a clingy obsessive girlfriend, because I wasn't. But I think a week of silence warrants a visit, expected or not. I'm driving down the last road before I get to Beck's apartment complex, and even though the sun is warm on my skin, it doesn't comfort me. I feel cold and nervous, and I definitely look the part. My hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, my eyes are made up with darker than usual colors. I'm wearing more black in one outfit than I usually wear in one month. I pull into the parking lot and my stomach drops. Beck's car is parked in his usual spot, I hurriedly pull up to my usual visitors spot, but notice it's taken. I thought Beck said this spot was reserved for his guests? He had a guest, but he couldn't respond to a text message, this is when I really start to freak out. I put my car in park and barely pull my keys out of the ignition before flying out of the car and running up the stairs and down the hall to Beck's apartment. Before I can stop myself from being a Trina sized drama queen, my hand is clenched in a tight fist, wailing on the door. I hear someone approaching the door on the other side, so I lower my hand, still clenched into a tight fist. When the door opens, it isn't Beck standing on the other side. It's Jade West, the ice queen of Hollywood Arts.
I gasp and take a few steps back, out of shock or fear, maybe a mixture of both. I can tell by Jade's confused reaction that neither of us are completely sure. She smiles at me "Vega, what brings you by? Beck didn't tell me we were having visitors." I'm frozen in place, my eyes and mouth open wide. Somewhere in the next few seconds I remember to breath and a gasp of air fills my lungs and catches me by surprise, my body loosens, but my expression remains the same. She said Beck didn't tell her "we" were having visitors. WE. As far as I knew, Beck and Jade hadn't been a "we" in years, that's why Beck and I were now a "we", I took a second to compose myself before mumbling "Sorry, I just wanted to see Beck, but I guess he's busy. I gotta run" I quickly turn on my heel and nearly sprint down the hall, I make it halfway down the stairs before I hear a familiar voice calling after me, one I haven't heard in over a week. Beck's chasing me, calling after me. Part of me wants to stop but the bigger part of me says to keep going, so I happily oblige. Not two seconds after I open my car door and slide into the drivers seat, Beck does the same on the passengers side. I open my mouth to tell him to get out, but I can already feel the tears forming in my eyes, I blink them away and speed out of the parking lot, unsure of my, or I should say our, destination.
A good thirty minutes later, I'm tired of driving. I have no idea where I'm going so I pull into the closest parking lot and park my car. I shut it down and get out and start walking away, my arms wrapper around my body, my head down. I hear Beck calling after me, I can feel him catching up, but I don't care. Suddenly he's in front of me, his hands grasp my shoulders as he tells me to stop. "Tori, where are you going?" I frown and lower my eyes, I can't look at him right now. "I don't know" I mumble. he sighs and pulls me into a hug. I'm too upset and confused to fight it, but I don't return the gesture. After the weirdest hug of my life, Beck pulls away, his hands returning to my shoulders "I can explain Tori, it's not what it looks like!" I shake my self from his grip, "Really Beck? Cause it looks like you've been MIA for the past week and I come to find that you and your ex girlfriend, who hates me by the way, are shacking up behind my back! If you wanted her back, why didn't you have the balls to be honest with me? What the fuck is-" I'm cut off as Beck's lips hit mine. For a second, all the tension and anger leave my body, I melt into the kiss, our bodies close in on each other. Then I remember Jade and I pull away, tears forming in my eyes again, "What the fuck Beck?" That's when the tears win, suddenly I'm standing in some random parking lot, in front of my maybe ex boyfriend, with tears rushing down my face. He pulls me into another hug, this time I let him. I don't care who he is, he's comfortable. Right now in his arms, everything feels okay, even if it isn't. Even if he is leaving my for his high school girlfriend. He pulls away from me and wipes my tears with his thumbs. He places his hands on either side of my cheeks and pulls my head in and places a kiss on my forehead. "Tori, I told you, just us. I meant that, nothing is going on between Jade and I. She just showed up at my apartment the other day and announced that she was going to be staying with me for a week while she was in town. I should have told you, maybe I should have told her no, but I'm so sorry for avoiding you all week. But nothing is going on, Jade means nothing to me."
He pulls me into another hug before wrapping his arm around my shoulder and leading me to my car. He offers to drive, but I refuse. I need the drive to clear my mind. When we arrive at his apartment, he turns to me, "Baby, you haven't said anything. Are we okay?" I look at him and see the worry in his eyes. I trust him, it's just Jade I don't trust. "I guess so, but if you ever ignore me again, I don't think I'll be able to overlook it. You had me worried sick Beck." He looks a bit hurt, but mostly guilty, he lowers his eyes "I know Tori, I'm so sorry. Can you wait here? I'll be right back." I nod and he rushes up to his apartment. Ten minutes later, he hops back in the car with a backpack stuffed full of who knows what, he instructs me to drive to my place, and I do. Once there, he tells me to wait in the car, confused but tired, I agree. He comes back with one of my bags full of my personal belongings, I'm even more confused.
"Beck, what's going on, I'm tired. Can I just go up and sleep?" He shakes his head and tells me to switch seats with him. Once in the drivers seat, he reaches into the back for a little blanket we use at the beach. It's clean so I wrap up in it, tilt the seat back and drift asleep. When I wake up, I'm in an unfamiliar bed, in a unfamiliar room, next to one familiar boy. I smile, and as if on cue, he smiles back before opening his eyes and rolling over to face me. He lets out a yawn and a stretch before speaking, "So Tori, when I saw how much I upset you last night, I really wanted to make it up to you. I've been planning a trip out of the city for your birthday coming up, but decided we both needed to get away right now." I couldn't think to do anything but smile and curl up into him and fall back asleep. My last thought I Tori Vega, was in love for the first time. In love with Beck Oliver.
A/N - Oh my goodness! I am so sorry for the long wait! I got busy with the holidays and work and friends and One Tree Hill, and I also somewhat lost my connection to this story. I wasn't sure where to take it, so I kept procrastinating and I kept putting it off until I started to forget about it. But I promise I will finish this story, even if it takes me a while. :)