Tell me, Alex Smith

CHAPTER 1- WHAT?!

I smile looking at a photo of my boyfriend Reed and I. In the photo, we are in the park of our town and I'm smiling while he is kissing my cheek. This photo was taken by my best friend Chiara almost three months ago and it was one of the best days of my life. I look at more photos whilst listening to some songs from The Vamps.
I subconsciously look around my room and I realize that all my memories are basically gathered in this room. The first time Reed and I made out, the first time Chiara and I met, my first time some days ago...
"Little Jones, get down hear right now! We have something to tell you". The voice of my mom snaps me out of my trance and the first thing that I think is that my brother and I are in a deep problem. And I can sense that I'm right.
I get out of my room at the same time as my beloved older brother, Blake Jones(note the sarcasm). He is the "jock of the school or whatever. He parties a lot, gets the girl he wants and we can say that everyone loves him. I am really popular too, being captain of cheerleader team, but contrary to them, I'm nice to everyone.
We look at each other and, without a word, he leaves me standing there. He is mad at me because not long ago, I accidentally told our parents that he sometimes gets out of the house and goes to parties. So now, he is grounded and also, mad at me. Yay.
"So guys, we have to tell you something. We know you love Santa Monica and that you've been living here since you were 3 or 4 years old, but for work, we are moving to London" my father says. He raises his eyebrows as if he expects that we start squealing.
What?!
"What?!" yells my brother, voicing my thoughts
"We understand that you are upset guys, but..." my mother starts, but I cut her off
"Mom, London! ENGLAND! Not even in the same country! It's, if you haven't noticed, in the other side of the ocean!" I get over my inicial shock and I am angry. So angry.
"Lydia we need to move to London. If we don't, we'll lose our job!" says my dad, exasperated.
"When are we leaving?" asks my brother, with strangled voice.
"In a week from now" my father says, with a steady voice, even though he looks even more scared than my mom.
When the answer leaves his mouth, I turn around grab my keys, get in my car and head to Reed's. It takes 10 minuts to get there and that's what I need to clear my thoughts.
Calm down Lyd. Breathe. You are just moving to the other side of the ocean. It's not the apocalypsis.
By the time I get there, I am more relaxed.
I open the front door with my own keys and climb the stairs to my boyfriend's room. His house is so familiar that it almost feels like mine. But when I open the door, my vision suddenly blurries and I can't breath.
No, no no no no! You have to be kidding me! Not with her!
The image in front of me it's one I'll never be able to delete; my boyfriend kissing my best friend.
I gasp and they both turn around to look at me, Chiara with regret and confusion written all over her face. But what hurt the most was the smirk playing in his lips. Suddenly, he takes out his phone and calls someone.
"I've done it! I've kissed both and Lydia here has seen it. I won" he says as if it was nothing to the phone. He winks at me and goes to the bathroom. I swear that, from there, he can hear my heart breaking. My eyes go wide, and so do Chiara's. We look at each other and I can't stand it anymore. I run to the front door and open it and slam it.
Funny... now I'm dying to move to London.
"Lydia, wait" shouts Chiara.
"What Chiara? Are you going to try explaining what was that? I wouldn't bother if I were you, as it seems that you won't see me ever again" I reply.
"What do you mean? Lydia, what are you talking about?" she whispers, crying.
I notice that my eyes have tears again.
"I'm moving to London! That's why I was here! I've just been told. I was going to tell him and then I was supposedly going to your house to tell you! Seems like I don't have drive to your house anymore. I was so sad because of the news, but believe me, now I am more than willing to go!" I turn around to leave but she grabs my arm and turns me around.
"Lydia, you have to belive me! I was here to make that english project. I arrived here and everything was fine but then we heard you car and he started acting all funny. He came to me and started leaning forward, but I tried to get out of there. He noticed that, so he grabbed my head and started kissing me. Lydia, belive me please, I don't even like him! I've never had! You know it!" by now, tears are rolling down her cheeks.
Is she telling the truth? One hour ago, I would have never believed that he could do something like that. But what he said before while talking on the phone broke my heart.
"I... I believe you" I say quietly. I'm still crying, just thinking about why would he bet on me. He loves me right?
She hugs me tightly, telling me that she's sorry. But the only I can think right now is him. Then, she starts walking, leaving me there, alone.
Alone
"Where are you exactly going? We are taking the car and we are going to buy ice cream. I need ice cream amd my best friend" I say sobbing. Her eyes shine with happiness and runs to me. She huggs me again and smiles at me.
"Okay, let's go and get ice cream".
She passes an arm around my shoulders and we go to the car. The words that he said are still playing over and over in my mind. However, I'm glad I can still count on my best friend.