Hellooo everyone. This is your author.

Welcome to 'UNTIL I MET YOU'.

So first of all... i wrote this story as a chat story a while ago but it got deleted halfway(i still don't know why) and i couldn't just give up on it...i gave so much time and efforts in this. So this is me again, trying to bring back the story but not entirety the same. Some of the contents are the same and even clichès but I made major edits in this story, changed the content a lil bit and i swear it's better than the original. So any old readers of this story... please don't spoil for the new readers.

Also i decided to make it a normal novel because it's easier for me and i can add any character whenever i want which is not in case of a chat story because a lot of character in a cs can be very confusing. Also i write a lot of narrative paragraphs so it's better to write it as a novel.

So here are the things you should know before reading my story.

1- Thank you for choosing my story.There are thousands of stories here in mangatoon and you decided to read mine so i'm really really grateful and I'm really excited to share this story with you.

2- This is my first time writing a novel. So i hope you all like and enjoy it as much as i do. I'm usually the one doing reading so It's probably not the best but i tried to do something and your feedback will mean a lot (good or bad) so please give it a chance.

3- English is not my first language. So any grammatical errors, feel free to point out. I won't mind.

4- The content and characters are completely from my imagination. All the images used in the story are from Pinterest/Google.

5- There are some problematic stuff included in this story such as foul languages, self harm, a lil bit of mature contents ;) etc. So Do not report.

6- There will be some guaranteed cuteness, funniness and some sadder moments in this book.

7- There will be no schedule of posting. I'll be posting chapters whenever i have time because your girl here have a very busy life at college.╥﹏╥

SUMMARY:

Ellie Wilson is a quiet, 17 year old girl with a past that haunts her every night and she hides it with a mask that no one can see.

So what happens when a certain blue-eyed boy ruffle her feathers the first day he set foot on her school, and starts to see past her defences.

What she didn't realize was August Martin might be a person who can offer genuine friendship, maybe even more.

CHARACTERS:

Also I'll b adding song recommendations/playlist in the end of every chapter because why not.

Thank you for joining me in this journey. Enjoy your stay. ❤

It happened so fast. In the blink of an eye.

I was pushed to the side walk with so much force that i slammed into a pole, my head bumping against it. I don't even remember the moment of impact. The collision made my vision blurry and I could feel warm fluid rolling down the back of my neck into my shirt.

That was the last thing I remember before I lost consciousnesses.

***

I woke up to blinding lights cutting my vision, making me clamp shut my eyelids for a moment before i willed them open to let a silver of light through.

It took me a minute for my eyes to adjust to my surrounding. I was in a room, surrounded by machines, a lots if them. They were stiff, some letting out monotonous beeps and others feeding my arm with long tube filled with red liquid.

I tried to move but i couldn't. My whole body felt like as if a heavy metal was on top of me holding me in place, resisting me to move. My head was hurting, my eyes were burning, my throat felt dry. Faint voices outside the door broke the constant beeps resonating around me. It sounded like my dad's.

My eyes flickered everywhere, desperately wanting to find a familiar figure and my gaze slid to a slumped figure lay slumped on a chair, close to the bed. Their hand loosely clasped around mine.

I tried to move my hand, trying to get their attention but failed miserably. So i tried to call their name but it oddly sounded like a groan that escaped my lips. That caused them to stir slightly before opening their eyes.

'M-mom? '

I managed to call her name. My voice was hoarse and broken, barely audible. In a matter of second she was at my side, searching my bewildered eyes and clutching my hand tightly.

'Ellie? You're really awake? '

Her voice sounded as broken as mine. Unable to speak or nod, I tried to communicate through my eyes, slowly blinking.

'Oh dear! '

'George! She's awake. '

One second she's screaming my dad's name to call him and the next second she began to cry.

It was until then i realized how terrible she looked. Her hair messy, eyes red and swollen as if she had been crying, dark circles around her eyes, the crease in her forehead making her look more than her age.

My dad came rushing towards me, asking me if I was okay and how I'm feeling and if I could talk or needed anything but I was unable to form a sentence. He looked even more terrible. All I wanted to ask was what happened to me and why am I in a hospital. He then rushed to call a doctor.

'W-where i-is.... '

God i was pathetic. I couldn't even speak properly and my throat was dried, my mouth felt dried, my lips felt chapped and my head hurt.

Then my mother started to sob hysterically. Warm tears falling on my arm, sliding down.

'I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry... '

She kept saying sorry between her sobs, covering her face with her hands.

It was this moment, my whole world turned upside down.

I struggled with swallowing and breathing, tears pooling around my eyes and I was gasping for air. I couldn't hear anything, my vision was blurry with tears, my head was pounding. The doctor and nurses came hurriedly and supplied me with oxygen but my body started to give in.

Pain. Pain in my chest, my head, my throat, my arms, my legs everywhere. So much pain that I couldn't take it anymore.

And i gave up.

4 YEARS LATER

"Happy birthday Ellie!"

A drop of tear rolled down my eye as I clung into the remaining shreds of my departing nightmare. The always smiley face is now filled with horror as they call my name for help but I was stuck. An invisible force forcing me to stop in my place as I watch them disappear into fog.

Suddenly I was in a strange room.The constant beeping of the monitor, people rushing around, screaming and crying rang in my ear. And I closed my ears with my hands to stop those sound. They wouldn't stop.

"Come on darling, wake up. You don't wanna be late on your first day back at school."

The voice was faraway, a familiar and soft voice that I tried to reach out but it was too loud around me. Bringing my hands to my throat I gasped for air as I chocked on my own cries. All i wanted was to stop those sounds.

"M-make it stop please."

A chocking gasp forced me to bolt up into an upright position and it took me a moment before realizing that I was in my room, the curtains by my windows were open, letting a stroke of sunlight pouring into my room, making it brighter. Immense relief flooded through me and I ran my hands on my forehead. Drops of sweats were lining my forehead and tears drying under my eyes.

"Ellie?"

My mom strode to my side and sitting by the edge of the bed. She carefully placed a hand on my arm, her brown orbs watching me cautiously.

"Mom?"

"Are you okay?" She asked me, her voice laced with concern and worry as she searched my face.

"Was it the same nightmare?"

There was no point of denying the obvious. So I nodded slowly, adverting my gaze to look at anywhere but her, hoping she wouldn't interrogate me any further.

"How many times I've told you to see Dr. Kimberly, but you being stubborn won't listen to me. She told you to come back if the dreams come back again."

I wiped my hairs that were sticking to my face. I tucked them behind my ears and I imagined myself sitting in a room and being tempted to recollect my recurring nightmares.

I shook my head at my her.

"Mom, I don't want any therapy, that will be waste of our times. Besides, it's the first one I'm having in almost a month. You're worrying for nothing."

Don't get me wrong, Dr. Kimberly was kind and nice but the thing was she was too good at her job. She knew exactly what button to push to get me on edge and she was way too observant to my liking.

By far she did managed to ease my dreams for a short time but I didn't like the way she made me talk about my dreams. So when the guilt worsened, the nightmare followed suit. And I couldn't bring myself to get help from her. The dreams were the only thing that made me feel less guilty. So I just couldn't.

A sigh left her lips, clearly getting my lie.

"Wanna talk about it? Was it bad?"

I shrugged. "The usual one."

She did not look convinced and I didn't want to have that conversation. I just woke up.

"Mom, don't look at me like that. I'm fine. I always am." I muttered a tired smile, hoping she'd drop the subject.

She pulled me into a hug and I instantly melted into her arms.

"You should take it easy today." She let go of me and kissed my forehead.

"it's your birthday and I'm gonna bake you a nice lil cake when you come back home okay? Or you can take the day off if you want. "

I exhaled slowly to ease the knot tightening inside my chest. Birthdays were supposed to be celebratory but mine was filled with grief. And it's always gonna be the same. So out of all days, today i just needed to be alone and school would be the perfect distraction for me.

"I'll pass. You know with it being the first day of my senior year and all that stuff. "

I tried to sound excited for school but I was far from it. All i wanted was to get the degree as soon as possible and get the hell out of that school.

She scanned my face for the last time, the concern in her eyes softening a lil bit and she nodded in understanding.

"Okay, get ready and come downstairs. I'll make your favorite breakfast. "

***

After my mother left my room, I dragged myself to the bathroom and took a long cold shower. The water did help to release the tension on my shoulder.

After showering I threw on a pair of jeans and a plaid shirt over a tank top and pulled my hair into a ponytail. Today didn't seem worth the effort to dress up even if it was my birthday.

Grabbing my bag pack I headed downstairs and made my way to the kitchen where I could hear faint voices of my parents. My mom was making pancakes where as my dad was in his work attire, sitting on the stool by the kitchen island, eating breakfast.

Dropping my bag on the floor I took a seat next to my dad and my dad's attention was on me.

"Morning kiddo and happy birthday. "

He smiled at me and kissed the side of my head. His smile was bright, but it didn't conceal the sorrow in his eyes. Everyone was in grief for what happened 4 years back on this day.

"Good morning and Thank you. "

Mom placed a plate full of pancakes in front of me and I pour some maple syrup over it. Hm..smelled delicious.

"So your mom and I decided to take you out to dinner tonight and then we can go to that ice cream store you love and then- "

He probably saw the look on my face because he stopped talking for a second to begin again.

"-unless you have plans with your friends. "

I shook my head.

"No I don't. And you don't have to do this. I dont want this to be a big deal"

He frowned.

"Of course it is. I know how much you loved going out on your birthday. "

Yes that's right. 'Loved' in past. But not anymore. But I didn't want to be rude.

My mom placed a glass of water beside my plate and crossed her arms, leaning against the counter.

"Your dad's right. It's been so long since we all went out for dinner so it's gonna be a lil family time. "

I placed my fork on the plate. "Really guys it's okay. Besides its school day so I'm probably gonna be tired, So can we stay in? I promise I'll wear the birthday cap and blow the candles. "

They looked at each other before my dad sighed.

"If that's what you want. "

I gave him a reassuring smile.

This is gonna be a long day.