Have All My Heart

Chapter1 - You And No One Else

hey guys new story that im going to be cowritting with the one and only jagkiera

we're going to alternate back and forth between chapters

so this is mine and hers will bw up soon on this account

and she will be posting ir on her quizazz  and she has a link to it on her profile

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~Hannah

~Tjs POV~

I’ve loved her since the day I met her, well I met her on the first day she was in the world, which was the day she was born. But ever since I can remember I’ve always been in love with the same girl. The girl with the sweet smile but the sometimes horrible attitude. The girl who always thought so little of herself when I believed she was the most amazing person on the planet. She was my best friend my whole life. She helped me through schizophrenia attacks, she held my hand while I panicked. Her name is Misty Barakat, and I’ll love her until the day I die.

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I walk sleepily down the stairs at around 11:00 a.m. on a lazy Saturday morning. The sun crept throughthe window in the hall and streaked through, landing on my face. I look down quickly to get the sun out of my eyes and rub my eyes tiredly. I step into the bathroom and make a face as sweet smelling steam fills my nose. My sister, Rue probably just showered or something, that would explain the girls clothing scattered around the floor. I splash water on my face a couple of times to wake me up a bit more then stare at myself sleepily in the mirror. I stretch my arms around behind me and flex my thin but still very visible muscles. I let out another long yawn and strode down the hall where posters hung for bands like Foo Fighters, The Killers, Nirvana and other bands like that, that my dad was into. At the end of the hall there was a poster of All Time Low, my dads’ band. I shook my head and chuckled softly, I loved how my dad claimed he was humble yet had posters of his own band hanging around the house. I walked by my parents room and knocked softly. My dad swung the door open with only his head peeking out and his bare shoulder

“What is it ? I’m kind of…busy,” he said. I made a horrified face and looked away awkwardly.

“Leave the details out..I was just telling you that I might take the car later on..” and with that I just walked away and jogged down the stairs to the living room. I walked by without paying attention and went into the kitchen and swung the refrigerator door open and scanned the shelves for food, after pouring a cup of coffee I walked into the living room and heard a tiny burst of giggles . I looked up and saw my best friend Misty sitting on the couch with a dark blush spread across her face.

“Put a fucking shirt on!” She laughed and I shook my head.

“What are you doing in my house?” I chuckled as I plopped on the couch next to her.

“Put a shirt on!” She demanded without giving me an answer. I scooted closer to her.

“Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?” I asked as I got closer and closer to her. She slapped my chest.

“No your just a skinny kid and you're not very buff,” she stated and threw a shirt that was on the floor at me. “And I’m here cause I didn’t have anywhere else to go today,” she said as she leaned back and continued to watch Pokemon on the Saturday morning cartoons

 “You’re such a nerd.” I laughed and shook my head and put the shirt, a grey v-neck, over my head and sat back.

“I am not!” She shook her head, "YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE I HAVE A VAPOREON THAT KICKS ANY FIRE TYPES’ ASS AND YOU DON'T!" I glanced at her with a confused look.

“Yeah…okay,” I stood up, “Do you wanna go to the mall? I have the car today” I offered. She jumped to her feet .

“Sure but I'm picking out what you wear.” She insisted. I jogged up the stairs with her padding after me “Cause I don’t want you making a fool out of me by dressing like a faggot.” She said playfully as she smacked me in the butt. “Go faster!” I blushed and shook my butt in her face before making it to the top of the stairs and walked into my room. I sat on my bed and looked at her . 

“Choose” I said and pointed to my closet. She started looking through shirts. “So Misty..” I started to say. I didn’t know how to put this, I had been in love with her since we were little and I had never had the balls to make any kind of move on her .

“Yes Mr.Sleepy head?” She giggled and danced as she looked through my closet, shaking her hips. My eyes couldn’t help but follow the motion of her hips. I leaned forward with my elbows on my knees in an attempt to hide the fact that my pants were getting tighter.

“So would you uh… erm would you??? Uh….” I trailed off and ran my hand through my hair.

“Say it!” She giggled softly and sat down at my side. I reached my hand over to hers and held it gently. My heart was racing with only her touch. Then I finally stammered,

“Do you wanna go out with me?”