AMY'S P.O.V.
I was in the van, driving back from a week long holiday to Wales. I had done a lot of thinking whilst I was there and I felt a little stronger than I did before. I was going to go back to Uni, at the start of the term in a week. Sophie had agreed to let me stay at hers and I was going to come back home every other weekend on the train. I was going to keep studying Journalism and start writing a novel in my spare time. I would stay at the other side of London, a good half hour away from my old place. I would maybe try to get a internship at the Uni magazine and be more focused with my studies.I felt a little happier than a week ago, relieved to have something planned.
That night I was watching T.V. with my parents when my new phone rang, one I had got in Wales. I didn't recognise the number, so I picked up and went out of the room to talk. "Hello?" "Hey Amy, its Phil, please don't hang up." I paused for a minute, wondering whether I should keep talking to him. "How did you get my number?" "I bumped in to Sophie. Listen I need to talk to you." "OK." "I'm really worried about Dan, he hasn't left the flat since you did, he barely eats, he stays in bed all day, and he doesn't make any videos. He's a broken man." His words are like knifes, digging in to the remains of my heart, I was the one who caused this. "It hasn't been easy on me either." "I'm sure it hasn't." "Look Phil, I'm coming back up to London next week, I'm starting Uni again, maybe I could meet up with him, talk to him." The idea sounded bad out loud but my heart was longing to be back in his arms. "Yeah, that would be great." "OK, tell him to meet me at Starbucks, next Friday at two." "I will, he'll be so happy." "Tell him that I want to meet up so we can talk everything through, just as friends." "Of course." "I'd better go Phil, see you." "Thank you for talking to me, take care." I hang up and go upstairs, my heart beat quickens at the thought of seeing him again, I had missed him so much, but I must remember why I ended things. Our relationship was far from perfect.
"So you'll call us as soon as you get there? And tell me how everything goes?" Mum frets over me, we are waiting for my train and she is acting like I'm a little child. "Please don't worry mum, I'll call you." "And you're back tomorrow evening?" I nod, we hug and my train pulls up. "See you soon mum, I'll be fine." I wave to her as we pull away; I put in my earphones and try not to think about tomorrow.
I arrive in London in the early afternoon after an uneventful journey. Sophie is waiting for me and when she sees me she screams and runs to hug me. "It's so good to see you Amy; it's been really quiet around campus without you." I wonder why she is saying this because I was always very quiet at Uni and I didn't know that we were this close. "Listen, I'm so sorry about what happened with Dan." "Me too." I say as we walk to her flat. She makes us a cup of tea when we get in and I quickly phone mum. Sophie comes back in with the cups and puts her hand on my arm, "I'm sorry that I told Phil your number. I bumped in to him and had a bit of a fan girl moment." "It's fine Sophie, I'm actually seeing Dan tomorrow." Her mouth drops open, "No way? That's really good to hear, I've missed his videos. There were even rumours that he killed himself." "I'm really nervous about it, I have idea how he will be, whether he'll still love me or hate my guts for leaving him." She laughs, "There's no way that'll he hate you, you're meant to be together Amy." I half smile, "To be honest, I'm not sure how I will feel around him; I don't know if I still love him." She nods, "Yeah, still can't believe that he did that to you. What are you hopping the outcome of tomorrow will be?" "I'm really sure; I want to set the record straight, I left the relationship in a bad place. It was really messy." "Well, I think that I speak for danosaurs everywhere that I hope you guys work it out." I smile at Sophie, I've really warmed to her from today, maybe I should put more effort in to making more friends.
That night I toss and turn, I worry myself sick with different ways that tomorrow could go. What if he doesn't turn up? What if he starts crying again? What if he blames me for everything and hates me? And the one thing I worry about most is; what if he has a new girlfriend?