Lost Hearts - Ch. 1
This is my first story on Buzzle so I hope it's good.
Chapter 1
My first crush turned out to be a total player. Even though he was always dating girls and dumping them at the end he was really popular. He hurt a lot of girls so far, but what made me fall for him wasn’t his looks nor because he was rich.
It was simply because of his personality. Again not because he uses girls…I’ve seen a side of him that really made me hurt inside.
All the girls he’s ever dated had only liked him because of his looks and money. Of course they’d get hurt after getting dumped but they can easily get over it since they don’t really like him.
I was sitting in a coffee shop waiting for my best friend, Lynn to come. She always has something to say. This time she wanted to meet me here but she’s still not here.
I looked at my phone and saw a message. I checked it and it was from Lynn. ‘Sorry! Can’t come..I’ll talk to you at school.’
Oh great! It was 10:43 at night. I can’t believe she made me come here and didn’t show up. I walked out and started cursing her nonstop. Why does she have to be so dumb? Was she trying to get me mad? Or maybe she’s planning on something. Yes! That’s it!!
I kept walking until I noticed I was lost. What kind of luck do I have? It’s worse than bad! I looked around for someone but I couldn’t see anyone in the dark. I took out my cell phone and called my brother. He didn’t pick up. Even my mum didn’t pick up. Lynn’s phone was turned off. Oh great!
My phone went out off battery. Stupid!! Just then I heard a car stop by. I froze. "Hey! What’s a girls like you doing out here all alone?" that voice was really familiar.
I didn’t move until I heard the door shut, and there he was…my crush, Damien. He stood in front of me at first not caring who I was.
"D-Damien?" his eyes widened just as I said his name. He quickly looked away to hide his expression. The light from the car was enough to see he wasn’t happy to see me.
I’m sure he hated me. I was the first girl to see silent tears coming down his beautiful cheeks. He’d told me not to tell anyone or else I’m ‘dead’.
I promised not to but he doesn’t seem to trust me. "Get in. I’ll drive you home," his tone was harsh and I didn’t like it.
"Hey! Are you ordering me around? No way would I get in there," I began walking away, but he caught my arm. "Ow! Let go."
Just then I saw a group of drunk guys coming over. This time I hurried into the car after him and sat quietly. "Ok since you asked," I said.
He snorted and told the driver to take me home. I told him my address and then sat quietly without another word. "You didn’t tell anyone right?" he finally asked.
"Huh? You mean about you crying?" I asked with a smile. I tried to hide it but he caught me almost laughing.
"I wasn’t crying! Are you making fun of me?" he asked. I looked at him and for the first time saw how dark and beautiful his eyes were. It was a dark blue, almost black. His hair was black and emo like.
"Uhh…" I couldn’t make out the words. He laughed.
"Did someone eat your tongue?" he said teasingly.
Just then the car stopped. "We’re here mrs.," the driver said.
I quickly got out of the car. "You better not tell anyone," he called after me.
I stuck out my tongue at him, but he ignored me and gave me a smile instead. "Ok," I said, more like to myself.
Even though he’s mean but he still cares. His heart isn’t all black. That’s what I love about him. Seeing those beautiful tears last time actually really got to me. I couldn’t help but notice how much I was starting to like him.
My first crush turned out to be a total player. Even though he was always dating girls and dumping them at the end he was really popular. He hurt a lot of girls so far, but what made me fall for him wasn’t his looks nor because he was rich.
It was simply because of his personality. Again not because he uses girls…I’ve seen a side of him that really made me hurt inside.
All the girls he’s ever dated had only liked him because of his looks and money. Of course they’d get hurt after getting dumped but they can easily get over it since they don’t really like him.
I was sitting in a coffee shop waiting for my best friend, Lynn to come. She always has something to say. This time she wanted to meet me here but she’s still not here.
I looked at my phone and saw a message. I checked it and it was from Lynn. ‘Sorry! Can’t come..I’ll talk to you at school.’
Oh great! It was 10:43 at night. I can’t believe she made me come here and didn’t show up. I walked out and started cursing her nonstop. Why does she have to be so dumb? Was she trying to get me mad? Or maybe she’s planning on something. Yes! That’s it!!
I kept walking until I noticed I was lost. What kind of luck do I have? It’s worse than bad! I looked around for someone but I couldn’t see anyone in the dark. I took out my cell phone and called my brother. He didn’t pick up. Even my mum didn’t pick up. Lynn’s phone was turned off. Oh great!
My phone went out off battery. Stupid!! Just then I heard a car stop by. I froze. "Hey! What’s a girls like you doing out here all alone?" that voice was really familiar.
I didn’t move until I heard the door shut, and there he was…my crush, Damien. He stood in front of me at first not caring who I was.
"D-Damien?" his eyes widened just as I said his name. He quickly looked away to hide his expression. The light from the car was enough to see he wasn’t happy to see me.
I’m sure he hated me. I was the first girl to see silent tears coming down his beautiful cheeks. He’d told me not to tell anyone or else I’m ‘dead’.
I promised not to but he doesn’t seem to trust me. "Get in. I’ll drive you home," his tone was harsh and I didn’t like it.
"Hey! Are you ordering me around? No way would I get in there," I began walking away, but he caught my arm. "Ow! Let go."
Just then I saw a group of drunk guys coming over. This time I hurried into the car after him and sat quietly. "Ok since you asked," I said.
He snorted and told the driver to take me home. I told him my address and then sat quietly without another word. "You didn’t tell anyone right?" he finally asked.
"Huh? You mean about you crying?" I asked with a smile. I tried to hide it but he caught me almost laughing.
"I wasn’t crying! Are you making fun of me?" he asked. I looked at him and for the first time saw how dark and beautiful his eyes were. It was a dark blue, almost black. His hair was black and emo like.
"Uhh…" I couldn’t make out the words. He laughed.
"Did someone eat your tongue?" he said teasingly.
Just then the car stopped. "We’re here mrs.," the driver said.
I quickly got out of the car. "You better not tell anyone," he called after me.
I stuck out my tongue at him, but he ignored me and gave me a smile instead. "Ok," I said, more like to myself.
Even though he’s mean but he still cares. His heart isn’t all black. That’s what I love about him. Seeing those beautiful tears last time actually really got to me. I couldn’t help but notice how much I was starting to like him.
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