First Love • Jace Norman

Battle Scars*

*Trigger Warning

A few days later Jace had returned with a bouquet of delicately placed roses in his hands.

"El, Jace is here." Alex's obnoxious voice called from up the stairs.

I put on some sneakers before running down the stairs to find a very handsome teenage boy with some beautiful roses, and then there's Alex.

I rolled my eyes when my eyes met his, but then I quickly averted my eyes back to Jace.

My eyes lit up when they met his.

I quickly entwined hands with him before Alex spoke.

"Have her home by 10." He said in partial disgust at our cheesiness.

"Hey that's my line." Mabel playfully yelled out from the kitchen.

I rushed out of the door.

"We're going to your place?" I asked, so used to his house by now.

"Actually, I have something else planned, follow me." He said scratching the back of his neck.

I kept a steady pace behind him as we walked to the park.

What I saw was unbelievably beautiful.

Under the willow tree's branches and leaves was a plaid red blanket and a picnic basket with a candle in the middle.

"Jace it's b-beautiful." I whispered while looking at him with awe.

My eyes teared up a bit.

There's something I had to tell him, but it could wait.

He quickly walked in front of me not noticing my tears, I swiftly wiped my tears with my sleeves.

We sat down and admired the gorgeous scenery around us, the candle lit as the night began to set in.

I smiled, a real smile.

And then giggled.

He was so amazing, so thoughtful and so cool. He took the time to listen to me as I became more sad during the year, more depressed.

Depressed is such a harsh word, but it applied during my situation.

Oh God, how am I going to tell him.

"What are thinking about?" He asks whilst setting out the apple cider and spaghetti.

I sucked in a deep breath and tightly closed my eyes.

"Nothing." I said offering him a fake smile.

He quickly pecked my lips and smiled back.

I brought my knees to my chest.

Why am I so selfish, I have to tell home, I have to.

"Jace can I talk to you?" I ask lightly.

"Yeah sure." He says looking up from his plate.

"Do you think I've changed?" I asked with curiosity.

"What do you mean?" He further presses.

"My personality, has my personality changed?" I ask firmly.

"No, your still as wonderful as when I first met you." He says and grins as his cheeks flush a bright pink.

8 months. We've know each other for eight months, we've been dating for 5 months.

"Jace, I've changed. Before I was so happy all of the time always jumping with excitement and joy and now I just feel so...empty." I speak what's on my mind.