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reigns pov

i absolutely loathed him. the whole school worshiped his brightly colored hair and eyebrow piercing. but to me, seeing him was absolute hell.

he started hating me in fifth grade.

*flashback*
i was swinging on the playground swing set when i came to a stop. it was michael clifford. my best friend at the time, "hey reign, we have to um.. talk," he slightly stuttered. "okay, go ahead," i told him. i was always used to listening to his problems or whatever new drama went on with him so i was prepared for anything. but this conversation wasn't like our usual ones, "i don't think we should be friends anymore," he said, looking at the asphalt. "what?! michael, we've been best friends since first grade! what happened?" i basically yelled in his face, instantly regretting it when i saw his face fall, "i'm sorry, but what happened?" i tried again. "nothing happened, i just think it's time to go our separate ways since middle school is coming up," he made no sense at all. "but, you promised me at the start of fifth grade that we would stay friends forever," i said, whispering the end. "i know, reign and i'm sorry but, i don't know," he said, pushing his lips to the side.

i didn't like this conversation so i jumped off the swings and ran inside to get some water. instead of getting water, i started crying my eyes out until no tears were left. he had really left me. this wasn't a dream.

*end of flashback*

i didn't know he actually had started hating me until later that week when our other best friend, calum hood, told me. it's safe to say, that i haven't had a real conversation with michael clifford since then.

an ! — hi lol this is my first story idk kinda cute ig okay bye

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