You've Got A Friend in Me

Note: I decided to put this note up here just so there isn't any confusion as you're reading this. I know that up until now I've been writing my challenge according to sim days. Which means that Chloe would only be pregnant for three days at a time in her challenge. I decided to change this and write the story in actual years, therefore, she'd be pregnant for nine months like in real life time. I know that this means by the end of her challenge she should be over 100 years old, but I think this just makes more sense and fits better with the story. Thank you for your understanding :) Now enjoy the post! :)

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When I was born, my parents were vacationing in France with my older brothers who were two at the time. I, unfortunately, had decided to come two weeks early. After the initial panic subsided, my mother was driven to the local hospital and taken to the maternity ward. While my father attempted to fill out some last minute paper work, my brothers were watched by a friendly nurse in the waiting room. I heard she resigned soon after...  

 

I was born on May 13th at 8:10pm. I was just a bit underweight, which was normal. Nothing serious. I had a small tuft of my mother's blue hair on my head along with my father's big blue eyes and long eye lashes. They named me Chloe which means "blooming." They thought I would go far in life and they loved the sound of the name. 

 

Two days after I was born, my mother and I were released from the hospital. My parents decided to cut the vacation short and traveled back home with my brothers and their new baby girl. 

I was a very calm and happy baby. Not much bothered me. I was very giggly and loved to be held. My brothers were extremely curious when it came to their new sister. At first my parents were hesitant at letting a couple of toddlers hold me, let alone lay me in their lap. I was very small and delicate. But after weeks of pleading and crying, my mother allowed both of my brothers to hold me(I would have objected if I could at the time!)
 

My parents were great friends with Elizabeth and Oliver Springs. They had a son who was just one week older than I was. His name was Alex. When I was a toddler, my parents went to visit them and took me along. I immediately took a liking to Alex. We played together all day and when my parents tried to separate the two of us, we both threw a fit. Thankfully, they only lived about ten minutes away so the two of us constantly saw each other. 

By the time Alex and I were in school, we were best friends. We were almost always together and practically lived at each others houses. I was the daughter the Springs' had always wanted and Alex, well, he was just another mischievous son my parents were happy to look after. We knew every detail about each other and had so much in common. I remember when he dumped a bucket of water on my head when we were in the fourth grade. At the time I was furious, but now I think it's quite hilarious. We were definitely inseparable. 
 

When we were teens we both joined the art club and journalism together. They were both two of our favorite things. We were both so talented. 
 

When prom rolled around I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I figured we'd be going as friends, but I wasn't sure if I wanted that to be our status. I was sixteen and having feelings for my lifelong best friend. I didn't know what to do. Did he feel the same way? When he did ask me, I was ecstatic. I knew that when he asked, it wasn't romantic, but I still picked out a beautiful dress, did my hair and make up, and tried not to get my hopes up.

When the night arrived, he knocked on the door. I walked down the hallway with a smile on my face while he stood there with a look of astonishment on his. The butterflies in my stomach started up again and I felt like I was about to puke. But, I forced down those feelings and got into the car. 
 

The evening was absolutely perfect. We took pictures, drank punch, chatted with our friends, danced a bit, and just had a great time. When a slow song came on, I awkwardly stood in the corner, but Alex came over and grabbed my hand, putting the smile back on my face. We danced and I gazed into his gorgeous blue eyes. I wanted so much for him to kiss me, but I knew it would never happen. He was my best friend! 
 

What happened next surprised me. He pulled me in close enough to smell his cologne and planted a soft kiss on my lips. I was in shock. He stared at me and smiled. How could I not smile back? I had been waiting for this for so long! I couldn't hide the elation that I felt inside. My heart felt like it was ready to explode. We continued to dance and when the song ended, we gazed into each others eyes for what felt like years. This has to be a dream. I thought to myself. But it wasn't! 

Afterwards, when he took me home, we stood outside my front door in silence for a few minutes. I finally got up the nerve to plant a kiss on his lips and slipped inside. I pressed my back up against the door and bit my lip, holding back a smile. I love him. I thought. I'm in love with my best friend and it's taken me years to realize it! 

I walked back to my room and undressed quietly. I climbed into bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. That night I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing with thoughts.
 

The following day I got a call from him asking me to meet him at his house. The sadness in his voice alarmed me. When I arrived, I walked up the familiar steps to the porch and saw him sitting on an outdoor couch. 

"Sit, Chloe." He gestured.

I took a seat next to him and scanned his face worriedly.

"What's wrong, Alex?" I asked.

He sighed. "I'm moving... to Twinbrook." 

I sat there for a few minutes in silence when my brain yelled, "Breathe!" I took a deep breath.

"When?" My throat choked up.

"In two months. My dad was offered a job. Chloe, you know I wouldn't have started something if I had known." He explained sadly.

"I-I know, Alex." 
 

The next two months went by way too quickly and I found myself standing in his drive way waving goodbye to the car that got tinier and tinier as it drove down the street. That afternoon had consisted of a heart breaking goodbye and a hug that I never wanted to let go of. 

I know that we promised to stay in touch, and we did. But as things like school and the time difference got in the way, we eventually drifted apart and lost contact. Losing Alex was one of the worst things that happened to me. If I could have gone with him, I would have. 

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And yet another note!: I'm sorry for the lack of pictures in this post. I had originally planned to have a lot more than I added, but my game decided to be glitchy and kept freezing. So, I got as many pictures as I could.