The Meaning Of Love-x

Heyy I just thought it up off the top of my head. I'm 10 years old. Please comment! x


I hopped out of the car and kissed my Mum on the cheek, and said bye. The wind whipped my hair up and made my teeth chatter, so I decided to go and sit inside. I pushed open the cinema doors and a buzz of a mixture of peoples voices filled my ears. Sitting down, I waited for Roxy, Jake, Selena and Taylor. Taylor is my boyfriend. He makes me so happy. As thoughts of his beautiful face ran almost endlessly through my pressured mind, I jumped at the sound of Selena's voice.

"Hiya," She bubbled.

"Oh," I muttered. "Hi! Where are Jake, Roxy and Taylor?" I questioned. I thought they were catching a ride with Selena.

"I just got a call from them, they will be about 10 minutes. Why don't we go to the bathroom while we're waiting?"

"Uh, sure." I said, jumping off the bench. Roxy was the loved up one, with Jake. She was also kind of good with school work and stuff. Jake was the one who acted cool and bunked off. (A lot.) Selena was the fun, bubbly one, like I could be when I wanted to. I was the fierce one, who got annoyed easily, and was REALLY emotional. And Taylor .. Well, Taylor was just.. He was concerned, funny, bubbly, emotional, exceptionally intelligent. I guess you could say he was all of our friends personalities mixed into one. We were all emos/goths. Selena needed the toilet, so I waited outside near the basins. Just when she finished washing her hands, my phone rang with Taylor's ring tone I set for when he called. It was the first song we danced to. Flightless Bird, American Mouth, by Iron & Wine. He was obviously waiting for us outside the cinema. As I neatened my black, slightly crimped hair, I flipped up the phone. I couldn't wait to hear his smooth, perfect voice.

"Hi," I answered.

"Scarlett..." A faint and vague voice choked on the other end of the line.

"Uhm, Taylor?! Are you ok?!" I screamed. Everybody was staring at me. I didn't care. I just wanted to know if Taylor was okay.

"I love y.." The line went dead.

I needed to find out what was wrong with him.

I needed to see if he was ok.

I needed him. He needed me.


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