"Amber Gloria Wiliams, this is your moment. this is our moment." He looked at me with a smile, "don't let anyone or anything destroy this."
"George Henry Davidson, I won't let anything destroy shit"
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TW: smut(maybe), drinking, smoking, toxic relati...
The brunette slides down on the door while the blonde boy stood just by the other side. Unaware what his best friend did and think. He stood there for minutes, before walking outside her house. Amber was sitting by the door, tears running on her cheeks. She had jet again pushed away the person who for real cares about her. She felt sick, sick about what she just did and wanted to run after him. But instead she got up walking towards her closet, pulling out her white suitcase. She filled it whatever she could find and thought she needed. She went on her computer, booking the first, interesting flight that she could find. She ordered a Uber after a quick change of clothes and fixing up her face.
On the way to the airport she looked through her and Tommy's memories from her camera roll. She had a motto,
If I doesn't exist on photo it never happened.
She doesn't know why, it just felt right for her. Tears started to escape her eyes when she scrolled through the big amount of pictures with her best friend.
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the amounts of parties he had followed her to just to keep her safe was endless,
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she looked out of the window of the car, the amount of sushi dates was as well endless.
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