You and Kieran have been together for over a year. You both loved each other very much and were completely inseparable. Everything was happy, until summer came.
He started to hang out with his best friends more, talking to them all the time. You couldn't help but feel left out and jealous, trying to get your mind off it.
Eventually, another boring school year started. You were looking forward to seeing the love of your life again, until you noticed the huge changes in his appearance and personality.
He grew his hair out, frequently even wearing a headband. His voice was deeper, unlike the younger Kieran you just met years ago. What you noticed the most was his height. He grew really tall, surprisingly.
You were about to greet him, until he started talking to his best friends, completely oblivious to his presence. Maybe he did know you were there, but didn't wanna talk to you.
2 months passed, you and Kieran were really distant. You were walking with a friend who was in his class. Her name was "Sarah", the smartest girl in his class. You were happily walking with her, until she told you something that broke your heart into a million tiny little pieces.
Sarah: "Oh, also, Kieran... He said he doesn't feel the spark he used to have for you anymore... I'm sorry..." She felt really bad, hugging you tightly.
You ran to the bathroom, crying as you locked yourself in a stall. You loved him so much for 16 months, and those months were just thrown away.
Your head started to hurt and your heart started to feel heavy. You felt like vomiting and fainting. Sarah and a group of people rushed to the bathroom, worried and curious about your current situation.
2 hours later, you got sent home. Your parents and your brother tried their best to comfort you. They then left the room, still worried, leaving you alone. You felt worthless.
You wanted to spend the rest of your life with him, to raise a family with him, but all you wanted was nonsense.
You eventually went back to school the next day, still depressed and heartbroken. Kieran passed by you, looking at you and eventually rolling his eyes. He pushed you, pinning you to a locker.
He leaned in close, whispering to you. Kieran: "Stop with this stupid act, no one cares. I'll make sure no one is on your side, you little drama queen. I wish we were never together."
He then punched your stomach really hard, leaving you in pain, physically and mentally.
3 months passed, you still couldn't get over him. It was the day of the tour around your city. You would stay in different hotels and visit many places.
Surprisingly, you got grouped with Kieran to share a room and a bed. You were nervous and scared, not even daring to look at him.
You got on the bus, sitting next to him while looking away. He just stared at the plushie in your arms, the one he gave you for Christmas. He really missed you, he really did.