731 Days

. Chapter 1 .

Miles Apart

by: TaylorrrStrife

"731 days away from you... sometimes I ask myself, are you counting too?"

Day (1)

I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was perfectly straight, makeup perfectly applied, and my clothes had no wrinkle in sight. Everything was covered up perfectly, even my broken heart. I looked great.

Although, I felt empty.

I was scared out of my mourning as I heard a car horn honk outside. I sighed and rushed outside to meet them. When I climbed into the backseat I was instantly greeted with a pair of ocean blue eyes.

We didn't say anything to each other the whole ride to the airport. We just stared at each other, years of memories and laughs being exchanged silently between us.

We had already worked everything out. We both loved each other but we decided to part ways just in case he met somebody new in England. Although I hated the idea, I knew this was the right thing to do from saving both of us getting heartbroken.

Once we reached the airport he said goodbye to his little sister and silently took my hand as we started walking toward his gate. Once we reached the gate he turned around and wrapped his arms around me.

My eyes started watering up. I knew this was goodbye.

"I'm going to miss you so much." He said as he leaned his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. I gave a shaky laugh and silently agreed with him. I was afraid if I started talking I'd burst out into hysterics.

The lady that worked at the counter made an announcement that everybody needed to board immediately. I sighed and looked him in the eye. He was staring back intensely. He looked like he was thinking hard about something.

Suddenly his hand came up to my cheek as he sighed. "I promise I will never stop loving you and I will come back to you no matter how long it takes." He said in a determined tone. I nodded as a tear rolled down my cheek. He smiled and wiped it away before pressing his lips to mine.

My heart started beating erratically as my lips moved with his. My hands wound into his hair and his arms tightened around me. All to soon he pulled back. The tears were now rolling freely.

"I love you Sonshine. I will come back." He said as he hugged me and kissed me one more time. As he was about to walk through the door to the plane he turned around and looked at me.

"I love you too Chad." I called loud enough so he could hear me. He gave me a sad smile before waving, turning, and walking onto the plane that would forever separate him from me.

Day (21)

I took in the weather as I walked down the busy street of Hollywood. It was sunny outside with plenty of clouds and wind. It was the perfect kind of weather that would have made me want to jump around and do cartwheels outside.

Yet I didn't.

He had been gone about three weeks now. He had not failed to call me every single day and tell me how much he missed me. The first week it hadn't even felt like he had left me. With all the calls, it was like he was just stuck late at work everyday and didn't have time to see me that night.

I thought I was doing fairly well.

His sister, Danielle, would always come over to my house everyday. We would just talk and watch movies together. We always skirted around the subject of him. I knew she was hurting. He was her protective big brother. Without him it was like she was alone now in the world and had nobody to help her up when she fell.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as I heard a giggle from across the street. I slowly turned my head to see a brunette girl in the arms of a blonde haired boy. She was giggling as he leaned down to kiss her.

It looked like me and him from afar. But I knew it wasn't and might never be again.

What could I say? I missed him.

Day (60)

Every little thing reminded me of him.

The way the stars sparkled at night just like his eyes. The blue sky was just like his sapphire eyes. The way anybody's blonde hair reminded me of his. And especially the way his sister talked. She talked exactly like him. With that over confident smirk and all.

He had switched to calling me once a week now. I was okay with it but I wished he had still called me every day. I got that he was super busy what with his new TV show and movie but I still wanted to hear his voice.

I was currently sitting in my living room. It was a Sunday night and I was staring at my cell phone. He hadn't called me once this week. I remembered him telling me that this was his week off which made me think he'd have more time to talk to me.

Apparently not.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I got up from my place on the couch and made my way toward my bedroom. It looked like I wasn't getting a call. And I couldn't help the feeling that I was was slowly being forgotten.

I'm slipping away.

Day (100)

It was down to the point where it was painful now.

Instead of a call every week it was now a call every month if he was feeling nice. I knew he was avoiding me. The only thing that confused me was: Why? Why was he avoiding me? That was the thing that scared me the most.

I sighed as I booted up my laptop. I needed to send Lucy some pictures of when she visited a while ago. Once I finished with the pictures I decided to go online.

What I was greeted with nearly tore me apart.

It was the Tween Weekly website I had set as my homepage. The cover story was of him. It showed him walking down a street in England with some blonde girl next to him laughing. They weren't holding hands or anything but they were standing extremely close.

The article proclaimed that they might be secretley dating but when they had questioned him about it he had turned the rumors down. I knew it was all probably a lie. I knew his game and I knew that they probably were dating.

We had kept our relationship a secret at first for a number of months. And he was doing the exact same thing.

Once I had realized that something inside of me cracked. That's why he wasn't calling me. He didn't care enough about me anymore. He didn't want me to know about this new girl. I flinched as the all to familiar tears started rolling down my cheeks.

I'm broken and I need you to fix me.

Day (230)

"He doesn't love me anymore."

I was sitting in a Starbucks coffee shop with his sister Danielle. She had called me to come and talk about how I had been doing lately. She had been getting better. She was happy. As for me? I was absolutely not.

A week earlier Chad had confirmed that he was dating the blonde girl. She worked for some modeling Agency in the UK. Typical. When I found out I burst out into tears wanting him to call me and tell me none of it was true.

I knew it was though. He had stopped calling me altogether for certain reasons which I knew about. The answer was easy.

He didn't love me anymore.

Danielle sighed and stirred her coffee around before taking a sip. "That's not true Sonny and you know it." She said quietly. I shook my head and bit my tongue. When she saw me she groaned and threw her head back.

"Tell me it's not true when he hasn't called me in almost six months. Tell me that's not true when he's dating that blonde chick. Tell me Danielle because you know it is!" I yelled at her getting the attention of the people in the shop.

"S-Sonny I-," I held my hand up to cut her off. Before she could say anything more I grabbed my coffee cup and stormed out of the shop and into the chilly air of December. As I walked down the street the words came rushing back into my mind.

"I promise I will never stop loving you and I will come back to you no matter how long it takes."

I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to hold back the tears all to no avail.

I knew you'd break your promise.

Day (365)

One year.

One year today was the day I had to say goodbye to him. It felt like it was only yesterday when we were together. When we would kiss, hug, dance in the rain, and do anything together. Now he didn't even act like I existed.

Him and the blonde model were still together. It was one of the longest relationships he had ever had next to ours. I scrunched my eyebrows together as I looked at the cover story of the Tween Weekly website.

It had attached a video of an interview with Chad from two days ago. I took a deep breathe before clicking play. The sound of his voice hit me like a wrecking ball. It was still the same smooth-suave tone of his.

I took a shaky breathe as I squeezed my eyes shut and listened to him. I couldn't bare to look at him without breaking down.

The interviewer asked a few pointless questions about the blonde model who was apparently named Vanessa. The way he talked about her made me want to scream That's me you should be talking about! Not her!

The interviewer than asked him a question involving my name. My eyes snapped open and to the computer screen. I watched as a flicker of recognition came to his eyes. But, almost as soon as it had appeared confusion replaced it. I was gripping the table so hard that my knuckles were turning white.

"Sonny? I don't know anybody named Sonny."

My eyes widened as a gasp escaped from my lips. My hands started shaking as a sob sounded from my lips. The tears started cascading endlessly down my face as I slammed the laptop shut and crumbled to the floor. He didn't remember me, he didn't remember me. The words kept repeating themselves in my mind as I cried.

I'm still here. I'm still waiting.

Day (493)

I was through with all this pain and heartbreak.

I was now blocking anything that had to do with himout of my life. That meant throwing away all the stuff he had ever given me, avoiding articles on him, and just all around pretending that he didn't exist.

I had an interview today with Tween Weekly. I was hoping they wouldn't ask any question about him but with my luck they would. As I was lost in thought I sat down in the plastic chair across from the lady that would be interviewing me.

She started off by asking me a few pointless questions about how I had been since So Random had ended. I pretended to act like I was the happiest I had been in my life but I was sure they could see right through my mask.

And then, and then, she asked about him. The question was something that caught me off guard. I'm sure it sure looked like it.

"Do you miss Chad?" She had asked quietly.

I quickly closed my mouth and looked down at my fiddling hands. I could feel the tears clouding my vision and I desperately tried to push them back so they wouldn't spill over. I took a deep breathe and looked back up at the lady with a confused look on my face.

"Who's Chad?"

I hope this breaks you as much as you've broken me.

Day (534)

After that interview the news had gone haywire. Everybody was lining up for interviews with me asking why I did not remember a certain Chad Dylan Cooper. I decided to give them what they wanted.

About a week after my first interview had went public Chad broke up with his girlfriend Vanessa. In the pictures taken of him he looked distraught. He always had a miserable expression on his face.

When I saw that I smiled. It looked like he was finally realizing what he had done to me. All the heartbreak I had went through in the past year, all the nights I spent crying myself to sleep, and all the days I spent thinking about him.

I was sitting in my living room watching the news. It was a report on how a few weeks ago he had blown up at the paparazzi. They had asked him one question about me and he had gone ballistic.

Suddenly my house phone started ringing. I looked over to check the caller ID. When I read the name I gasped as my eyes widened. It was him. I thought about answering it but decided to let it just go to the voice machine. I didn't need to give into him anymore.

I waited for it's final ring until I heard the dial tone. He had hung up. I sighed again as I turned back to the TV.

I'm to far gone to bring me back now.

Day (675)

Danielle had called me over to her house. I hadn't talked to her ever since that day in the coffee shop all those months ago, and to be honest I missed her to death. She was the one I turned to in hard times and it had been hard without her.

"Sonny, about Chad-" I cut her off with a confused look and my head tilted to the side.

"Why does everybody keep asking about this Chad? It's the same answer every single time! I don't know anybody named Chad!" I yelled at her trying to keep my voice from cracking. I knew she could see right through my facade.

Danielle rolled her eyes before sighing. "Don't give me that bull crap Sonny." She said quietly and I sighed as I sunk back into my chair. "He really does miss you." She told me looking me straight in the eyes.

"Yeah right! Do you know what I have been through in these past two years Danielle? Do you even have a clue on how bad he hurt me? Don't try telling me any lies. I've heard enough." I told her getting up and grabbing my purse. As I walked to the front door of her house she started yelling at me.

"Sonny listen to me! I'm telling you the honest to God truth! He's coming-" I didn't get to hear the rest of what she said because I slammed the door to her house and stormed to my car. As I started the engine the tears started rolling down my cheeks. How was I not out of tears already?

I miss you terribly but I can't let you see that.

Day (730)

I was done.

I was absolutely done with anything and everything. I couldn't take all the lies and pain I had been through in the past two years. I needed to get away from this place. This place that held all my best and worst memories.

I was going home to Wisconsin.

As I packed my bags I remembered everything that had happened here. My first job at So Random, all my friends, Chad and I's first date, and so much more. Even though this place held so much pain and heartbreak for me it would always have a special place in my heart.

Danielle knew what I was doing. She had tried calling me multiple times but I didn't answer any of them. Eventually I just disconnected my phone line and deactivated my cell phone. I wouldn't need it anymore once I left.

Tomorrow I would be leaving back to Wisconsin and it would be exactly two years since that day I had to say goodbye to him.

"731 days away from you...sometimes I ask myself, are you counting too?"

Loving you was just my downfall.

Day (731)

"Thank you." I said to the security guard as I walked through luggage check. Once I was all clear I walked straight to my terminal. I flight would be boarding in five minutes.

A few minutes later the lady announced that my flight was boarding now. As I looked around one last time I didn't let one thought of him enter my mind, one thought of the pain, or one thought of the memories.

"Sonny!"

I whirled around to find the person that had yelled my name. And there he was standing. His clothes were a wrinkled mess, he had dark black bags underneath his eyes, his blonde hair was greasy and messy, and his sapphire blue eyes held excitement and love.

"Long time no see huh Munroe?" And I stood frozen as he walked a few more steps forward and put his arms around me. I didn't move as he looked my in the eye and smiled. I did not move as he whispered the words I had been wanting to here ever since that day he left.

I did move though when he pressed his lips against mine. Two years of emotion was poured into that kiss as my lips moved with his. I finally complied and wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me tighter against his chest.

And when he pulled back I didn't yell or scream at him as I should have. I didn't push him away or burst out into tears.

After everything he had did to me... I still loved him.

A/N: (UPDATE 2/3/11) Previous A/N has been deleted. I have also modified the beginning to make it look like a chapter story and not a one-shot :)

See chapter 2 :)

Lots of love xx

-Taylor