Walking home

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Y/N POV :
It had been a long night and after I had a few drinks I slowly noticed it was 2am and left the bar just down from my apartment. As I was walking up the dark cold ally way with nothing to keep me warm except my black denim jacket I noticed a tall dark figure. I walk up to see if the person needed help, as I was walking they started to come towards me pacing their arms back and froward. Suddenly I fell to the ground as I had walked into the figure as they came to a stop.
"You alright?" the figure asked neeling down looking at me.
"yes im fine thank you" i said to the figure.
it was at that moment i noticed who the man was with his silver soft hair and his hazle eyes.
"johnny i-is that you?" i asked stuttering my words
"neivah oh my" he said as he picked me up
memories started to flood my head as i got back up on my feet.
i thought to myself he must of notied my voice to know it was me but was this really johnny. Was this my chance to put things right with the man i loved.

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