One Step Closer

18. *A chance, maybe?*

                                        

 One Step Closer.

(c) CaptureLife. 

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Beck Oliver's Point of View.

I have to follow her. I just have to. 

"Go on, lover boy. Find her!" Andre pats my back and motioned his hand to the door. Giving me a little bit of courage to follow Tori. 

I heard Jade sighed. "Yeah, go. We'll be here checking if ever Tori returns." She said. I never thought those words would come out her mouth. 

I instantly gave Jade a quick hug and smiled at her. After all, behind her aggresive attitude is a good heart. 

In a flash, I quickly ran out of Hollywood Arts Highschool and straightly went to the parking lot, drove my car as fast as I could. 

(After an hour) 

I'm searching everywhere. From her favorite stores, spots, hidding places even her house but still no one ever saw her. Not even one citizen I've been asking. Where could she be? Where are you Tori? 

As I was strolling my car on the streets of L.A, I saw a familiar brunnette walking with her head down. Even if I'm up at a helicopter, I could spot her way down. I just know her too much that it hurts. Sometimes. 

As they say love isn't love, if it doesn't hurt. 

I open my car window and shouted at her more of calling her. "Tori! Tori! It's Beck." I kept on following her pace.

She lift up your head and looked at my direction. "Go away." Then after that, she run. She run as fast as she can. 

Of course, I wouldn't let her go away that easily and I wouldn't give up either. For me, that word is impossible to happen. Never would I thought of ways to let Tori down and hurt her feelings. If ever I did, then curse me. Curse me, forever.

As soon as she ran, I parked my car and jumped out of it so I can follow her. 

I kept on running. 

running.

running.

running.

running

running.

And finally, I found her. Sitting on a grass with her head down as I hear her crying her eyes out. If Logan was here, he'd be dead meat.