Dearest Ashton,
I guess I was wrong. Maybe you weren't beginning to like me too. Maybe you didn't feel the world stop when our hands first touched.
Today you sat with Mary again, but this time you chose to.
You guys were laughing. And then you held hands.
I don't know what to do, Ashton. I feel like I'm breaking.
Love, Emaline.
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A Different Kind of Love // a.i
Fanfic"Our hands touched and in that moment I felt the world around me freeze, and I thought maybe, just maybe, you felt it too."
