I woke up to my alarm clock and took a deep breath. It's been exactly one year since the end of the FAYZ. Her living hell. I rolled out of my bed. It was 3 a.m. there was already movement in her house. Today I had to be in New York for the many interviews.
The only plane I could catch that be earlier enough was at 5 a.m.
She slipped on a grey shirt and jeans- she would change later, hopefully. Patrick bounced off her bed and nuzzled against her leg. "Morning boy!", I said in my doggy voice. We bounded down the stairs toward the kitchen for breakfast.
As she ate she packed her extra things. She packed three pairs of jeans, three shirts, three bras, and so on.
At four-o'clock we left the house to the airport.
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Quana- FAYZ fanfic
RomanceIt's been a year since the FAYZ ended. Lana and the others have an interview oN T.V. There she reunites with Quinn. From there Their romance blossoms
