Chapter 78

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Chapter 78

Alli's Perspective 

Fairytales and Prince Charming 

"Keaton I'm serious go away." I yelled behind Wesley's door. "Alli please," he 

begged. I walked away from the door and sat down to watch tv. My phone must have 

rang a thousand times before I decided to shut it off. It was all from Keaton. I 

had been enjoying an episode of the Kardashians when Keaton had finally moved to 

the balcony. His attempts were endless. Groaning I climbed out of bed, spilling 

the popcorn. "This better be worth it," I mumbled. "Keaton what do you want?" I 

yelled. "A chance," he shouted, smiling. I looked back to the tv. "Im 

listening," I answered. "I've been writing your fairytale," he said holding up a 

big red book. "Keaton you know what? I'm not in the mood for your games. Just 

take it that we're over," I said walking into the room again. "Alli wait," he 

called desperately. I froze at the hurt and determination in his voice.  I 

slowly turned back around. I watched as he opened the book. "April 2. A 

beautiful independent girl who didnt know what it felt like to be in love or 

feel beautiful was sitting down in her royal chariot. Her dream boy walked in 

but she didn't know it was him. She just thought he was another average village 

boy. I remember you were wearing a black shirt with the shoulders cut out, and 

your hair was curled. You looked beyond gorgeous. It was raining and you were on 

the subway to go to my first X factor performance. You didn't know it was me. 

The first thing you said to me was don't touch me.  I went all the way down to 

the subway station and demanded their security tapes from that night. Here you 

are walking in, sitting down, me coming in, you giving me the death stare, and 

us waiting for the doors to open." He held the book pointing as he went along. 

"The beautiful princess walked into the arena where she would discover who her 

prince really was. She was his good luck charm as he sang into her eyes." He 

held the book up once again so I could see the pictures. "Keaton," I started, 

eyes filling with tears.

"Im not done yet," he replied. "The gorgeous princess was taken to her prince's 

mansion. She didn't like him at first but then he promised she would fall for 

him. And he did. He asked to take a picture with his future princess. She 

accepted. Are you going to come down here or do I have to hold the book up again 

for you to see the pictures?" He smirked. I didn't even hesitate. I threw the 

door open and rushed down the stairs. "Where are you going babe?" Wesley asked. 

I just kept running. Finally I got out to the beach. Keaton was gone. The tears 

started spilling over. "Hey," I heard a voice. I looked up and saw Keaton. 

"We're not done writing our story are we?" I smiled so much I could feel my 

cheeks stretch. "Well?" He smiled cheekily. I ran into his open arms. "Finally," 

he said relieved. "I love you Alli." "I love you Keater Pan," I smiled.

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