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Yay! Im finished with this chapter! FINALY!
So yea, I did some thinking and I was kind of wondering…. Do you think im too harsh on Drew's part? I mean, its just it's part of my imagination/plot; but I swear he loves May, he's just a bad play boy. Because like, I let my best friend read the story and she was like 'isnt that kind of harsh?' and I was like 'I dunno' and now here I am asking you these ridiculous that you probably want me to shut now…
So…(ignore what I was saying earlier)
I DON'T OWN POKEMON!
Title: Maybe
Chapter Three: Why
Summary: Drew, high prestigious, charming, rich pokemon coordinator slash PLAYBOY. May an ordinary, plain pokemon coordinator slash Drew's fiancé? What will happen, if Drew made a mistake in purpose? Would he get May back? What if when he finally got her trust back, something very tragic happens to May?!
Drew's POV
I sit here on the soft grass, relaxing; I just finished training with my Roserade and I gave her the rest she rightfully deserved. Leaning my back on the tree, I let myself enjoy the scenery. The golden sun making its way to slumber; the orange clouds looked like cotton candy.
Flashback
A soft melodic laugh.
"Drew, look at that one! It looks like a…. pig, a fat pig, a fat, fat, very fat pig" Another giggle. "Don't you think so, Drew?" she asks.
I look at her smiling and half smirking, I stretched my arms from my lying position; I put my right hand under my jaw and placed my elbow on the soft grass to support my head's weight.
"All pigs are fat, May" I say in a logical tone or what May calls my: smart-ass-who-knows-everything tone.
"Not all! Pigs are fat but there are other pigs that are fatter which makes the others skinny because there some pigs that are fat that also makes that cloud-shaped pig a fat pig and I proved you wrong Drew, Ha!" she says, her blue eyes shinning with triumph.
I smirked.
"That doesn't make any sense, love" I said, rolling my eyes.
She pouted. Adorable.
"Yes it does" she says and she ascended her head a little bit closer to me and so did I- only downwards.
"No it doesn't"
Closer…
"Yes it does"
Closer…
"No it doesn't"
Closer…
"Yes it does"
Only centimeters away…
"No it doesn't" I said, now whispering. I could feel her hot breath over my lips as I gradually closing my eyes.
"Yes it does"
Then laughter…
I opened my eyes and saw my girlfriend laughing; she was lying on her back with both her hands on her stomach. I smirked at her; my eyes glinting deviously.
"You are so going to get it" I said between a bittersweet laugh.
Her laugh died. Then she looked at me trembling, no, she was giggling crazily; wiping her tears of joy on her eyes, she spoke:
"Im sorry" giggle "What did you say?" endless giggles.
I looked at her with a sinister smile I positioned myself edging to her, creeping at her like a lion hunting for its prey.
Then her giggle completely died. She looked at me.
"Aw, Drew you aren't gonna hit a pretty girl, are you" she said acting all innocent, bathing her eyelashes jokingly at me.
"No." I said "But I have a better idea" And with that I tackled her-gently- to the ground; her petite body trapped between my arms and knees. And then I began kissing her; sweet, torturing kisses.
I gave her small, chaste kisses on her cheek, her eyes, her jaw, her lips, her forehead, her neck. And all that while she was giggling; those small laughs that she gives me only to annoy me, and I loved it.
I Love Her. I always knew that.
"Seriously Drew, I'm hardly suffering here" she half said and half giggled when I kissed her nose.
"That's because I'm hardly done" I moved closer to her ear, and said: "Prepare to suffer"
Then all you hear was her sweet musical laugh, I moved fingers on her stomach faster as she laughed more loudly.
And then, her petite fingers were on my neck, tickling me. I backed away from her smirking face.
Then she laughed again "You should've-laugh- seen your face-laugh- it was… -laugh- it was… -laugh- it was hilarious!" she said laughing
I smiled at her.
End of Flash back
I opened my eyes and sighed.
Why? Why now? Why was she on my mind again? Why!?
It's not fair. I thought.
She was out of my life now, She is none of my concern now and She… She is ruining my life.
"She's ruining my life" I muttered. "She's not being fair, she left me… leaving me… not letting me move on, I don't even know she is, Hell! Why do I even want to know" I grabbed a stone and threw it away, very far away.
It's not fair, I dated some girls again but then there was something wrong, there was no spark, no nothing. I wasn't feeling anything when im with other women, there was no feeling. At all.
Sure, they say they 'love' me, but that's just it… they didn't love me for who I am, its not even an inch close with Love, they were obsessed with me. They didn't love me for me; they love what they were getting… money, fame, sex! They only love me for my looks. They don't care about me.
Unlike her.
Unlike May.
She cares, she doesn't care if I have money or none, she doesn't see me as a "Sex God" or that's what others call me nor doesn't she see me as a famous coordinator prodigy, she just sees me for who I am, inside and out.
And she tries to understand me even when she hasn't got a clue how to, she taught me so many things, she taught me how to smile, she taught me how to care, The hell, she even taught me how to be nicer to people an less jerk-ish, she taught me how to love.
She showed me how to love life, she showed me how to feel, she showed me true happiness. She was there when I needed her, she was always there. But, I suppose that I was never there for her.
But she still loved me. She always had.
God gave me the most amazing person that had made me feel happy, that made me feel loved and I was stupid enough to push her away.
Im not surprised to say that I miss her, I miss everything about her, I miss her warmth, I miss her laugh, I miss her smile, I miss that spark I feel when I touch her warm hand, I miss being with her, I miss the nights when she whispers to me her "Good nights" and "I Love You-s", I miss her singing, I miss it when she whispers and tell me secrets, telling me stories and I cant help but feel happy that she trusts me. I Miss Her.
She trusted me. She was so faithful to me and I wasn't.
But she still loved me.
If I weren't such an ass back then, then she would probably be still here with me, we would probably be laughing, kissing, we would probably be tickling our guts out of each other. And I'd probably be happy right now.
We should be here together watching the golden sun set down the mountains, she should be here resting in my arms, she should be here laughing with me.
But she wasn't. She wasn't here, I can't hear her, I can't see her, and I don't even know where she is, I don't know how she is, who's she with, I don't know if she's safe or not. She's not here and it hurts to admit that it's my entire fault.
I got up, and shook my head. From this time on, I will not think about her ever again.
"Come Roserade" I called out to my rose pokemon and Roserade followed me obediently.
20 minutes later
I was walking down the streets of Pewter City.
I was walking peacefully with my hands in my denim pockets, and then I felt someone poke my shoulder. I looked around and saw a girl with purple hair looking at me with a smile on her face; blushing.
"Yes?" I said annoyed, I wasn't in the mood for talking.
"Um… You're Drew Hayden and I watched you on TV last night and I was rea-" I cut her off.
"Get to the point, I don't have all night" I said rather coldly.
"I was thinking that, well you want to go to the movies with me tonight, well its awkward that im asking you, but since im the prettiest among my friends I was like wondering that you would ask me since you're the guy and-" I knew where this going, its always the same every other week, month or whatever, girl/whore approaches me, we date, tries to seduce me-if that works, it's a pretty hard work to seduce Drew Hayden- then Balabing Balaboom, I get laid, then I'll say "leave" very harshly. Then girl leaves crying- like I care-.
Though, its time for a change.
"No." I said very curtly.
"but-"
"Let me be and find some other low life you can whore with." I said harshly and left the girl fuming.
Irritated by the mere girls presence I walked faster. Then….
THUD!
I bumped in to someone, looking down; I noticed that the person dropped papers, no, fliers on the ground.
"Im sorry I was in a hurry" I hear a soft girly voice say. Great another girl
Feeling bad, I helped her pick the fliers. I picked the last one and got up, this was when I noticed that the girl was brunette. The same color as hers the only difference was that this girl's hair was straight and not in piggy tail.
"Thank you for helping" the brunette says to me, and her voice was terribly familiar. She slowly got up to face me, I felt my heart accelerate when I saw her features, and it was her with no mistake.
It was May.
It was her, she still looked the same, only her hair was straighter.
"May?"
She giggled.
"Okay, are you psychic or something?" she says.
"What?" I asked stupidly.
giggle.
"I mean I was just about to introduce myself, but anyway, I'm May Maple and you are?" she says.
I stared at her dumbfounded. Was this some kind of joke? Does she seriously not recognize me? Or was this some kind of revenge for what I did to her three years ago? Why?
"Oho-kay, are just going to stare at me all night or are you going to tell me who you are." She says, looking at me with her blue eyes shining with curiosity.
"You don't know me?" I said. So many emotions were mixed in my voice: hurt, anger, confusion, happiness… sadness.
"Why? Am I suppose to know you?" she asks with complete innocence. Why? How? Was this possible?
"Though, you do look familiar somehow"
What's going on? Does she hate me this badly that she pretends that she doesn't know me? Well I guess that seems fair, considering what I've done. But there is something more and I'm going to find out.
Before I could speak she ran away…
"Bye it was nice meeting you!" she shouted as she ran away.
She did say she was in a hurry… my mind wandered off.
But why doesn't she remember me? Did she have amnesia or something or did she literally pretend to not remember me because she hates me?
Why!?
Why!?
Why!?
Why!?
Why!?
But if May is here, then that means that her friends are here with her.
Ash…
That idiot, Wait, he is an idiot and dense.
I chuckled.
Now, I know the exact place where to look. And then I walked towards the south of the city.
Yay! Finished, though it wasn't exactly what I had in mind to happen, but I think its good –grins-
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