Bad Blood

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Uhhh. Guys. I want to thank you, because I think I may have just finished this. I didn't plan to end the story with this chapter, but it kind of just happened. I think there will be an epilogue, though. So I want to thank you for being awesome and reading! <3

The track list for this chapter is a little long and I hope you'll listen to all the songs even though I can only post one on the side. The external link is Avery's outfit for dinner.

Track list:

Bad Blood by Bastill {See side}

I Was a Fool by Tegan and Sara

Lies from the musical Once sung by Glen Hansard

Wake Me Up by Ed Sheeran

Liam's Incredibly Rare POV:

I was terrified when she called me. How had she tracked me down? What could she possibly want nearly eight years later?

I met her in highschool as a quiet, nerdy, and stupid teenage boy. She was a gorgeous, wonderful teenage girl. We were leads in the summer theater musical, and soon we became close. Close enough to kiss each other without feeling embarrassed. We were young and spent the long summer nights out in the park, looking up at the sky. At some point, though, she told me she didn't want to fool around any more. She wanted more. A solid relationship with real dates-not just sitting about in shorts and a tank top while I talked about books or video games. This was after the musical, so I was no longer required to be friends with her. I didn't even have to be civil with her. To be honest, the idea of a solid relationship scared me. I was young and stupid and I knew it. Our friendship grew distant, and she began to resent me. If I saw her in town with friends, she'd walk past us without a word, silently glaring at me. However, one blazing August day she disappeared. Her house was empty and I was left clueless about her family's departure. I never saw her dirty blonde locks, freckles, slim build and brown eyes again.

But then she called me. I was just sitting there in Avery's living room staying out of trouble when she called me. Called ME. Of course, I didn't know it was her until I picked up my phone. I really should've ignored the number, as I didn't have a clue who it was, but I picked up anyway.

"Hullo?" I asked.

"Is this Liam? Liam Dryden?" The voice was melodic and excited.

"Yeah..Who are you?"

"Amy. My name is Amy and I have been waiting FOREVER for you, Liam Dryden."

Amy...That was a nice Doctor Who reference they'd thrown in there, but they still weren't registering in my brain. When did I ever know an Amy...?

And then it sunk in.

"Oh. THAT Amy?" I asked quietly.

"I guess so," she giggled. "Meet me at the Starbucks by the park?" she asked.

"Wait. Like. MY Starbucks by the park?" I asked, confused. How would she know that?

"That's the one. See you in a few!" And she hung up. She hung up.

I should have ignored her. Should have just stayed home, waiting for my wonderful best friend and lover whom I had given my heart to. But curiousity killed the cat, they say. And they're right.

The tall thin figure was walking toward me as I sat at an outdoor table at Starbucks. Her blonde hair was down to around her belly button and was flowing in the wind. She walked with confidence and the posture of a model. Her chin was up and her black heels added a good three inches to her height. She was wearing a white lace dress with a black waistband and carried a white handbag with black straps. She was gorgeous...Yet so different. She had never been a particularly nerdy girl, but she had never been this Barbie-looking, I guess. It was as if she had walked out of a magazine page to meet me here.

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