Her older brother, the Prince, was a secret superhero, who went around at night saving the world, in his baseball gear, of course. His powers came from his right hand. He would raise it to the sky and the sun would beam down on it. His hand held the strength of a thousand men. The Queen and King, her parents, were also heroes, but not your normal, everyday ones. They were the kind that loved and cared for those that didn’t have anyone else to love and care for them.

Julie loved the story, and when Mandy and Nathan saw it, they loved it too.

Now, we’re in the car.

Two hour drive to Jake's house.

In silence.

Awkward as hell.

“So…” he says out of nowhere, surprising me and making me jerk in my seat a little. “Julie showed me the book.”

“Oh yeah?”

“It’s beautiful, Mikayla, really. You’re something else you know that?” he says this, never taking his eyes off the road.

More Silence.

I guess he can’t take the quiet anymore because he plays with his stereo until the bluetooth connects with his phone.

And then…

‘You’re insecure

Don’t know what for,

You’re turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or…’

My head snaps to his, and his eyes are wide, a blush creeping to his cheeks.

“Holy shit!” I yell out in laughter. “One Direction, Jake? Really? What the fuck happened to you in the last two weeks?”

He laughs. A good, all out, carefree laugh. And I missed it. I missed it so much. And god, I miss him. So fricken much.

“Shut up!” he laughs, eyeing me sideways. “It must have been on like, a compilation I downloaded, or Ju-ju, she probably put it on!”

“What? Your 8 year old sister got your phone and loaded One Direction on there? For what? For her to listen to on the times you don’t have your phone?!” I’m all out laughing now. Tears in my eyes.

“I honestly don’t know how it got there. I swear it,” he laughs again.

By the time we get to the house we’ve listened to the song no less than 20 times, know most of the words, and have a half a dance routine made up for it.

Thank you, One Direction, for breaking this awkward tension. If for nothing else, I will always remember the one song that bought me back to the most important person in my life.

Chapter 36

*Mikayla*

It’s not enough that I have to live with, and deal with Jake Andrews.

Now I have to deal with college Jake Andrews.

And this Jake Andrews, is a whole other level I didn’t even know existed.

The hype of him being here was definitely downplayed by those around me because fuck, he is a big deal.

I can’t go anywhere with him without being stopped every two minutes.

Everyone wants a piece of him, and I mean everyone.

I thought that Marisa chick was hot, she’s nothing compared to the women here. And I say women because that’s what they are, women, older, and more experienced.

From the few college parties I’ve experienced since being here the last couple of weeks, I know he can have any girl here.

Which is why, I choose not to go to many parties at all.

I’m still that frumpy, stupid, jealous, insecure little girl I was at that hotel.

In our home, he’s my Jake, and I’m his Kayla.

We hug and hold hands, and talk and laugh.

We still never kiss, and we’ve never taken it further than innocent touching.

As fucking hard as it is, we have held back.

The minute we step out of those doors, it’s like I shut down. Because I don’t want to be known as the girl that hangs around Jake Andrews, the one he saved one tragic night. The one he cared for when no one else did.

I don’t want to be the girl the other girls see as competition, because I’ve been that girl, with James, and with Megan, and there are way too many fucking Megan’s in college. Only this time it would hurt so much more. Because how I feel for Jake, when I let myself feel it, is a thousand times heavier than what I felt for James. Which means the heartbreak will hurt a thousand times more, and I don’t think my heart can handle any more pain.

So out there, in the real world, I don’t let myself feel it, the love I have for him. Because I really, truly, deeply love him.

And I’m scared. So fucking scared. That I won’t be enough.

And that I’ll never really have him. My Jake.

***

Contrary to how our relationship ended, James has been a good guy. We did plan on going to college together so I see him around campus and catch up with him every now and then. He’s the only one, a piece of my past, that understands and remembers my family the way I want to. He was a big part of my life and for four years, he was part of my family. The sad part is, is that he loved them too. And he felt too guilty to grieve them the way he should have.

Girls ogle James when I’m with him, but it doesn’t bother me. Not even a little. Because truthfully, James is a good looking guy, but only to those eyes have never laid on Jake Fucking Andrews.

***

A few days after we got here, I landed a job at a video store. Yes, those still exist. It’s shit pay, but they work around my schedule and when it’s not busy I get to sit and read and do homework, so it works out perfect. I’m saving the money I earn and can hopefully move out soon, so I can start working on finding who I am without Jake. So that if the time comes, I can give him me. All of it.

***

*Jake*