8. Kyle
How do you know if you love a girl? Is it when she makes you a better person? Or is it if you don't feel whole until she is there? I loved Lola or at least I thought I did. But I wasn't sure what separates a girl you love from someone you like. Is love when you can't live with the other person? Gabriella and Bonnie walked over to me, and I saw people staring and whispering. First I thought they were whispering about me, but I realized they whispered because Gabby gave me a hug.
"You okay?" I ask her and she nods.
"Why wouldn't I be?" She asks.
"You don't have to put up a good face Gabs I know what people are saying about you hurts."
"She is taking it surprisingly good." Bonnie says.
"How come?" I ask.
"Because there is nothing to be hurt about. Actually we came over here to talk to you." She tells me.
"About what?"
"You and Lola. We've noticed you two don't talk. So what did you do?"
"Me. I didn't do anything." I say to my defense.
"Ahhh because I'd say you forgot to say the three words as well." Gabby laughs.
"How do you know?" I ask with a smile.
"People talk you know."
"Is that so?" I ask and Bonnie responses with a yes, I can tell she's referring to the rumor about Gabby.
"So what's the problem?"
"How do I know if I love her?" I ask them.
"Does she make you smile?" Bonnie asks.
I nod.
"And laugh?" Gabriella asks.
"Yes of course."
"Do you miss her when she isn't here?" Gabriella asks.
"Yes. I miss her all the time."
"Does she make you a better person?" Bonnie asks.
"Yes she does more than that, why all those questions?" I ask confused.
"Just answer the questions Bolton, and we'll help you with your Lol." Gabby says.
"Would you be able to live without her?"
"No."
"Do you picture yourself with her for the rest of your life?"
"Yes."
"Who's the smarter one you or her?"
"Her. But why does this even matter?"
They look at each other and I give them a confused look.
"Kyle?"
"Yes Gabby."
She smiles at me. "You are completely and totally in love with Lol."
"I am?"
They both nod and I smile excited at them. "Thank you." I give both of them a hug.
Lola walks over to us, and Bonnie and Gabby leave.
"Do you like me?" She asks me and I shake my head.
"No."
"Okay fine." She turns around and walks away, but I run after her and grab her left wrist and turn her around.
"Don't leave."
"Why? You don't love me."
"Yes I do."
"But you just said." She is confused
"I said I didn't like you, that doesn't mean I don't love you."
She gives me a slight smile and blushes.
"Say it out loud."
"I can't."
"Why not?" She turns sad again.
"Because three words are not enough to tell you what you mean to me."
She wraps her arms around me. "Thank you, I love you."
I look in to her eyes and kiss her softly. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you yesterday."
She shakes her head. "It doesn't matter. What matters is that you do love me."
"I do." I smile at her and kiss her forehead. "With all my heart."
Lol smiles at me and I can see tears forming in her eyes. "What's wrong?"
"I'm just happy." She tells me.
I kiss her nose and wrap my arms around her. "What about from now on we use smiles instead of tears."
She giggles. "Okay."
I look in to her eyes and smile. I can't help but think that I never want to leave her that I want her to be mine forever. I kiss her lips.
"Get a room." I hear Jeremy say and we pull away from each other. "I see you two made up."
"You know?" I ask confused.
"Yeah I know you didn't have the guts to tell her you love her."
I give Lola a look. "Yes I told him, I was frustrated. I thought you didn't love me. I'm sorry."
"Nah it's fine."
"Lol btw that's for helping me with Em, it really helped."
"Just glad I could help." Lol says.
"I gotta go. I have history and I believe you have biology."
They nod and I peck Lola's lips before I walk to class. My mind is filled with memories of Lol, but as I walk down the hall I see something that isn't right at all. Apparently I'm late for class so the halls are pretty much empty, except that there's a girl lying on the floor having cramps.
I rush over to her, and give her a glance. She looks like Bonnie. Except her hair is curly and not wavy. She isn't herself, so I take her to the nurse's room.
"Is she okay?" I ask the nurse. She doesn't have cramps anymore and she looks better.
"She is epileptic, which means this happens to her once in a while."
"But she's okay right?" I ask again, because I'm not really happy with the answer I get.
"Yes she'll be fine, but you should stay. It will be good for her that someone is here when she wakes up."
The nurse leaves and I look at the girl. She's actually really beautiful. I see her eyes moving and slowly she opens them. "Where am I?"
"The nurse's office."
She sits up. "Who are you?"
"I'm Kyle Bolton. Bonnie is your sister right?"
She nods. "How do you know?"
"You look like each other."
"I guess."
"What's your name?"
"Sorry I'm Bree. I had a seizure didn't I?"
I nod.
"Great." She looks embarrassed. "Did people see me?"
"I don't think so, when I found you I was the only one there."
"Good. But I'm sorry you had to see that. I'm sure it didn't look good."
I give her a smile "Don't worry about it and luckily you aren't that heavy."
She gives me a confused look. "What?"
"I had to carry you here."
She looks away from me again. I can tell she feels embarrassed.
"Don't worry about it."
The nurse comes in and tells her it's okay for her to leave, but she suggests she calls her parents and get them to pick her up.
We leave the nurse's office together.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"Helping me. Not everybody would have done that so thanks."
"Don't worry about it." I tell her.
"So you want to go home?" I ask her.
She nods. "Yes I don't feel like having classes after this, I just have to find out what class Bonnie's in."
"Why?"
"She needs to take me home."
"I can do that." I offer.
"No you've already done too much."
"I don't mind." I tell her and she lets me do it.
In the car I put on the song Angels on the moon by Thriving Ivory and I can't help but noticing that she sings a long. "You know this song?"
"Yes it's one of my favorites."
"Really? I thought you were more of a Bieber girl." I laugh.
"Do I look like a girl that listens to Bieber?" She asks me.
"I don't know. I just thought that maybe."
"It's because of my age isn't it?"
"I don't even know how old you are?"
"Oh. Sorry."
"It's okay, how old are you?"
"Fourteen."
"So you're a freshmen?" I ask her.
"Yeah. And you?"
"Sixteen, I'm a sophomore. But I can still not believe you like Thriving Ivory, nobody I know likes them."
"I do. Their songs make me feel better."
"Yeah me too." I say. "So what other music do you listen to?"
"Uhmm I listen to U2, Keane, The Kooks, Coldplay, Dashboard Confessional, Foo Fighters, stuff like that."
"Are you serious?" I ask her and she smiles at me.
"Yeah is that a bad thing?"
"No. It's amazing. You know Dashboard Confessional is playing in two weeks."
"You are kidding right?"
"No."
"I have to go. But I don't know anyone here except Gabby and Dani and Bonnie. And I know hey don't want to go."
"We could go together?"
"That would be amazing."