Kennedy Fox [Fox - Forever Mine

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Forever Mine

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You could break my heart in two

But when it heals, it beats for you

I know it's forward, but it's true

Back to you

-Selena Gomez

The moment I open the curtains and see the waves crashing against the sandy beach, I have zero regrets about paying the expensive upgrade fee for an ocean view. The sun is shining, and the sky is clear. Its perfect weather for a wedding, and Im actually excited to celebrate my friend Lenas big day.

Being back in my hometown after all this time feels nostalgic especially when I think about all the memories this place holds. After high school, I moved across the country to pursue theater, and Ive only come back for holidays and weddings. Its hard to believe its been ten years since Ive called this place home, but even after all this time, a part of me will always be here.

A knock rings out on the door, and Im quick to answer it, hoping its my breakfast. When I see its Donny, I frown.

Well good morning to you, he says with attitude. He purses his lips, cocks his hip, and then lets himself inside.

Sorry, I was hoping you were food. Im starving. I close the door behind him.

Oh girl. Youre gonna eat today? He turns and asks me seriously, gazing his eyes up and down my body. Im still in my PJs, so I glare at him for being judgy.

Um, yes? I kind of need it to like survive and stuff.

Not if you want to fit into that thing you call a dress you packed. He snickers.

Thanks for your support and all I mock. But Ill be fine. Now why are you here so early?

Uh, no reason. He immediately looks away, and I know hes lying through his teeth.

Donny, Ive known you for most of my life and know when youre hiding something from me. So you either spill the tea, or Ill just assume its nothing important. He lives for the drama, considering we both majored in theater arts, and hes the king of blowing things out of proportion. So anytime I pretend it cant possibly be interesting, he instantly caves.

Woman, you know me better than that, he tells me with a headshake.

Exactly. Then just tell me because once my food is here, Im giving all my attention to my eggs.

Fine. He sits on the bed and pats the spot next to him. I purse my lips and take a seat. I mightve run into Bobby Dillon last night. He bites down on his lower lip, and I laugh at his pathetic attempt at being coy.

What? How?

At the hotel bar, he explains. While you went to bed like an old lady at seven, I stayed up and enjoyed my youth.

I roll my eyes. It wasnt seven, I defend. Seven thirty.

Okay well anyway, Grandma, we started talking and taking shots, and one thing led to another He lingers, and I know exactly where this is going. Donnys my best friend, but hes also a manwhorehis words, not mine but true, nevertheless.

And you banged his brains out all night long, and now youre avoiding him while he sleeps in your room? I finish his sentence.

He makes a face and crosses his legs. Something along those lines. He pretends to look at his nails as if theyre the most intriguing thing in this room.

I burst out laughing. Youre just gonna leave him in there?

Donny lies back on my bed like a starfish. I havent seen him in a decade, Sav, but it was like no time at all had passed. Bobby still has those luscious dark curly locks, facial hair that feels rough along my skin, and a mouth like

Err, stop. Too much information. I hold up my hand. Did you know hed be here?

Well, I might follow his Instagram page.

So thats a yes. Stalker.

I didnt know Lena stayed in touch with him. If I recall, she didnt even talk to him except in chem class our junior year.

He works with her fianc, and they asked him to do a reading during the ceremony.

Oh, I wonder who else from high school is here then? I ask aloud, though mostly to myself.

I havent stayed close to anyone since graduation except Donny and Lena. After I had my diploma in hand, I moved from California to New York to attend theater school and have been there since. Donny and I were both in the drama club, and when I got accepted into an acting school that specialized in stage performance, I couldnt let the opportunity pass me by. Donny was chosen for a scholarship at the same one, so we took the plunge and became roommates. We met in middle school, and as they say, the rest is history. Hes the reason I was interested in performing arts in the first place, so it only felt right we did it together.

Though, pursuing theater in New York wasnt the only reason Ive stayed away from this town.

Considering Lena was quite popular and stuck around, I wouldnt be surprised if most of our graduating class is here, he tells me, and its the first time Ive really thought about the possibility of seeing him again.

I havent talked to anyone aside from you and Lena since I left. Doubt Id even recognize them, I say, licking my lips and suddenly feeling nervous.

Well if you were active on social media, youd know these things, he reminds me once again. I have pages for my theater photos and exploring New York, but theyre public so I dont post anything too personal or follow anyone from high school. Ive tried to leave that part of my life behind.

Before I can respond, theres a knock, and I fly to my feet, then to the door. Im relieved when I smell my food and tip the room service attendant after he brings it inside.

Donny looks at my plate, and his eyes widen. Are you eating for two?

Screw you, ass. Oh wait, you just did.

He throws a pillow at me, and I dodge it right before it smacks into the wall.

Just for that, Im not sharing.

Ten minutes later, when my stomach is full and satisfied, I tell Donny Im getting in the shower, and he better go get dressed if he doesnt want us to be late for the ceremony.

I hope Bobby left I hear the nerves in his voice and laugh. You made your bed, now go lie in it.