i woke up with a banging hangover. but i wasn't in my bed. i was in hers.
she was laid beside me, sleeping like a baby.
tears prick my eyes when i realize that i am in no position to show any affection towards her.
fuck, Peyton. i fucking miss holding you in my arms.
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guardian angel (completed)
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