It Just Happend...
Disclaimer: Sky High and the characters from that movie belongs to Disney and their producers. I'm just using it to write this fanfiction.
Author's Note: So here is my very first fanfic in this fandom, in this language, and in this tipe of format. Be warned from the beginning that this fanfic will be mostly compound by drabbles, since I have clearly notice that I suck at doing long chapters and always take me a lot of time to write one, but I pretty fast for dabbles so... Enjoy! Oh, and please forgive me if there is some bad spelling, English it's just not my born-language.
She was broken inside, and she couldn't help it. He had always been her best friend, the boy she loved, and more. And now he was gone. Not gone in the whole sense of the word, but he was no longer with her to support her. She supposed that it was what was going to happen in the end. Being so famous was going to make a gap between them.
Will was the "missing-boyfriend". He had had to help his parents all summer in saving the world and a part of her understood his roll. But still, there was the part from her that had dreamed of an awesome summer, spent with her boyfriend and their friends. Her friends were there, but every time they made some sort of plan to enjoy summer, something always came up. Something in the city, or outside it, or even in another country. And she couldn't blame him for it. He couldn't help it either.
Layla rolled over her bed, and curled, while she extended her hand to turn on her stereo, and put the CD she had in it. The first song played, and she listened to the singer and his guitar while he sang on Spanish. Somehow, she felt herself identified with the song. It talked about how he have always loved a woman, but they were not meant to be togheter, but he still loved and ached for her.
Layla curled more and let the song be her lullaby, while traitorous tears silently escaped from her eyes. And so, she slept.
Thanks for reading. Hope you liked this chapter. Reviews and constructive critics are most welcome. Please review... It's an author's food. Feed me!
PS: If you want to know what song I'm talking about, and if you know some Spanish, go search "Tan vacio" from Ricardo Andrade. Or ask me for the traduction.