Thread: The Stranger on the Metro North

How did you get here? You're not supposed to be here. I've tried this love thing for the last time...
I was laying on my bed moping and groaning, all morning. My mom came into my room wondering what the problem was.
"Naja you've been in your room for hours. Get out and go somewhere." I sniffed, and wiped my face.
"I think I'll go for a walk." I nodded to her.
"While you're out can you pick up some milk from across the street."
"Yea." I got up and threw on a sweat shirt and jeans. Even though it was summer, it was still a bit chilly today. ABout 70 degress chilly.
"Lighten up, I dont get why girls are so emotional and sensitive these days." She shook her head and walked away.
She didnt know that me and Justin "unofficially" broke up. She closed the door behind her and I pulled my short hair up into a messy bun. She didnt even know I knew Justin. Period.
"Time to face the world." I pushed my iPod ear buds into my ear and headed out the door, not eating anything. "Bleed it Out" by Linkin Park was the 1st song to play, which kinda pumped me up. I took long strides down the block, all the way up a hill, past some country clubs, and back down the hill on the opposite end of the street. A I was walking back in the direction of my house, a lexus pulled up beside me, cruising slowly as I walked.
"Hey."
"Hey." I wouldnt dare look at him.
"You're not gonna look at me?"
"I have no reason to."
"C'mon get in the car, Naj." Justin begged. I stopped then he stopped.
"Fine." I opened the passenger door open and sat inside, crossing my arms over my chest and looking out the window.
"Naj. Please look at me."
I turned my head to look at him, and he gently caressed my face, rubbing my cheek with his thumb.
"I'm so sorry."
"No you're not."
"I am. I shouldnt have led you on. And I'm sorry."
I pulled my face out of his hand.
"I dont care."
"Hear me out? Please?"
"What?"
"I kinda like you. But I LOVE Caitlin, and....I'd love to be your friend."
And I thought I was crushed before.
"So...you came all the way down here to tell me that you love her and wanna be friends?"
He nodded slowly.
"Sorry you wasted your time." I frowned opening the door and stepping out of the car. I slammed the door as hard as I could and ran down the block.
I'M SORRY IF IT'S ALL OVER THE PLACE, I'M LIKE HALF AWAKE

poor thing. more more

Super super good! Keep it up!!!

Updateeee!

Awwwh :'(
updatee?

aawn, sad. ):

When I 1st saw you, I said oh my, oh my, thats a dream, thats my dream...
All I wanted to do was break down and cry. I ran into the mini-park that sat next to the Marina, and cried on the bench. It wasnt fair at all. It really wasnt. Everytime I found the perfect guy, something or someone got in the way and I ended up not being happy. I punched the wood and groaned in pain. I spit my knuckle open and it was bleeding. Great. Lovely. Brilliant. This day was turning out to be ****. "Are you okay?" A really smooth, yet slightly hoarse voice asked me. I sat up and a tall well built, yet slender boy with black hair and blue eyes stood over me. He had snakebites and he was wearing a black "Hollywood Undead" concert tee with white skinnies and white nikes. Oh baby.
"Yea, I'm alright I guess." I sat up and wiped my face. He sat next to me.
"Why are you crying?"
"Stupid popstars." I mumbled to myself. He chuckled and I glared at him.
"Whats so funny?"
"Is it that Bieber fag all the girls are crying over?" He frowned.
"Yea..."
I didnt even defend him. My heart wasnt in it.
"Well just be happy you've never met the guy, I'm sure he's a real jackass in person."
I rested my head in my hands and cried harder. He pat my back.
"You did meet him, and he was a jackass."
I nodded, even though it wasnt really a lie. It was sort of a half truth.
"Baby baby baby...ahhh." He started making sexual noises. "He's just a baby baby baby OHHHHH"
I giggled to myself through the tears.
"There we go." He smiled at me. More very white teeth.
"So what's your name funny man?" I wiped my face and took a deep breath.
"Roland. Whats your's?"
"Naja."
"Nice to meet you beautiful." He kissed the back of my hand and I blushed.
"Nice to meet you too."
"What are you doing out here all alone?"
"I ran here." I chuckled softly.
"Oh. Well, I cant let you walk back home all alone. Someone might try to take you. You need a big strong man to beat up some perverts." He flexed his muscles, which were actually really nice arms (think Taylor Lautner in Eclipse arms) and I blushed.
"Stop showing off." I gently pulled his arm down. Wow his arms were thick. I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"So how old are you, Naja?"
"Sixteen, you?"
"Eighteen." He chuckled.
"Hm. You're an old man."
"Am I?"
"Mhm."
He bit his bottom lip and I could see his dimples. Oh my god he's perfect.
"I likes me some jailbait." He joked.
"Hush, and walk me home." I stood up and grabbed his hands pulling him. In comparison to me, Roland was tall.
"Wow, how tall are you?" I asked, adjusting my clothes.
"6'2." He shrugged and stood up, flipping his hair slightly which reminded me of certain people that I refused to acknowledge. His black hair fell over his sky blue eyes again and next thing I know I'm being lifted off the ground.
"Put me down, Roland I'm not a baby!"
"You could be my baby."
I tossed my head back.
"I just met you." He carried me across the street and put me down.
"Thats true." He rubbed the back of his head.
"So...what are you gonna do about it?" I leaned back against the fence.
"You could introduce me to your cell phone." He winked. I shook my head laughing.
"Lame."
"I know." He brushed his hair our of his eyes and his eyes crinkled in the corners adorably. I gave him my cell and he put his number in. He gave me his and I did the same.
There's always time for a fresh start.

ohhh nooo dnt replace justin

Originally Posted by Erin_Aang

ohhh nooo dnt replace justin

But boys with peircings are sexy ;] not that Justin isn't...but...well, it's a 'emily thing' ;]

boys with piercings are dead sexy. That is unless they have too many. When I made Roland's character, I kinda thought of Alex Evans mixed with Channing Tatum. haha

Alex Evans >>> http://s.bebo.com/app-image/84528982...ex-evans10.jpg (less homo looking)

Channing Tatum <3 >>> http://gossip.whyfame.com/files/2010...ning_tatum.jpg

When I'm kissing you my senses come alive...
Three weeks later.
I sat in Roland's one bedroom apartment and flipped through the channels looking for something good to watch. Roland lived in a small studio apartment down the block from Monroe College. I'd only been here once before and it was to drop off some stuff before we went out on our second date. He asked me to be his girlfriend a few weeks before, and he told me that a guy is supposed to really get to know a girl before asking for a relationship.
"Younger dudes do it all wrong, they ask for a relationship first, and then a date." He would say.
I really liked Roland. He was sweet, and funny, and really smart. He hopped over the couch and sat next to me with a bag of Honey BBQ Cheese Doodles in his hand. It was a mutual favorite between us.
"So whats on the boobtube today?" He stuffed 5 in his mouth at once and put an arm around me.
"Nothing. TV sucks, you know that?" I shook my head and messed with my side ponytail.
"Guess what Naj?"
"What?"
"I like you." He ate more cheese doodles and I chuckled.
"I like you too."
"I'm glad you're my girlfriend. I cant imagine being with a better person."
I smiled and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Me neither."
For once in my life, I was actually happy. I had the world's greatest boyfriend, my mother and I were getting along, and she didnt mind that Roland was 18. She found him to be very sweet and respectful. I'd almost completely forgotten about -oh what was his name?- James, Johnny? Roland stole a kiss from me and I blushed. Roland's kisses always made me feel good. There was always a spark.
"What did you wanna watch?" I asked kissing him back.
"Forget the TV." He smiled and kissed me, gently biting my bottom lip. I softly moaned his name.
"Yea?" He kissed down my throat and kissed my lips again.
"Take it slow, baby." I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Right, I'm sorry, Naj." He pecked me on the lips and rubbed the back of his head.
"Its fine." I smiled, gently brushing hair from his eyes. They were beautiful. Like two little aquamarine orbs. When I got this close to him, I could see the small greenish specks in his eyes.
"What are we gonna do today?" I gently pushed him with my shoulder.
"A few of my friends are having a beach party slash bonfire...if you wanna go I mean."
I nodded biting my lip.
"I'd love to meet your friends. I just hope they like me." I pulled my knees to my chest.
"They'll love you."
I was wearing one of Roland's soccer jerseys and jean shorts, with fuzzy socks. I took some cheese doodles and munched on them. He messed around with his snakebites with his tongue and it kinda turned me on. I shook my head free of the thoughts.
"So, what color was your hair before you dyed it black?" I ran my fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes. He loved when I did that.
"It was dirty blonde." He mumbled.
"Did you not like it?"
"Its not that. I just decided to change it when I changed." He had on a black v-neck and blue jeans with black socks on.
"Why'd you change?" I frowned.
"Life wasnt going the way I wanted it to." Story of my life.
"Well...I like you. And I think I'd like you even if you were still Mr. High School, Mr. SoccerTeamCaptain, and Mr.Class president."
He wrapped his arms around me and chuckled.
"Good."
People didnt really understand Roland. He looked like the type of guy you'd see playing guitar and writing sad poems in his basement, but in actuality he was amazing. He was taking pretty advanced classes and he was always laughing and cracking jokes. He was from Texas, and when he spoke he had the cutest accent, as well as all the makings of a southern gent.
"You know what?" I asked turning to him.
"What?" He bit his bottom lip.
"I wanna take you somewhere."
I hopped up and pulled on my black nike's.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see."
I grabbed his hand, grabbed his car keys and dragged him down the stairs.

10 MINUTES LATER.
I parked the car in the parking lot of the park and sat there staring in awe at the scene in front of us: http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2608/...aabe8456_b.jpg (this is really a picture of the park near my house lol).
"Wow." He rested his hands behind his head and leaned back in the chair.
"I know." I opened the car door and ran onto the green pasture, closing the door behind me. He followed behind me closing the door behind him. I jumped on his back when he caught up to me and I kissed his neck. He walked me down a gentle slope and to the edge of the water where he sat me down on a rock. I threw a few rocks in the water.
"This was my grandpa's favorite place to come and think." I looked out at the water and threw another. He sat next to me.
"He passed away?"
"Yea," I nodded, "Last year."
He wrapped an arm around me and kissed my cheek.
"I'm sorry."
"Its ok. I'm fine now."
He picked up a rock and threw it into the water.
"My dad died last year too." He clenched his jaw.
"Thats horrible." No, ****, Naja.
"He did what he had to do, God just wanted him back." He started throwing rocks in harder and I grabbed his arm, patting it. I took the rock from him and intertwined our fingers, kissing him gently on the lips.
"I'm here for you."
"I know." He softly smiled.
"And I'm not going anywhere." I smiled back, nuzzling his neck. He smelled good. It was like a mix of some berries, trees, and musk. He laid on the ground and I rested my head on his chest. All of a sudden my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket, and I think my heart stopped for a few seconds.
Justin.