it's been three months. three months of death glares, rumors, and ignorance. all from my amelia. my amelia rose. still, to this day I don't know what I did. but it must've been bad. I want to make it up to her, because soon, I'll be gone. the one direction lads have asked us to open for them on tour. but I don't know how.
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later that day, I walked into my only class I had with amelia. oh, amelia rose. maths. all I need to do is apologize. it's better to be safe than sorry.
I approach her, planning out what I want to say in my head.
I've been so obvious of my wants and I'm about to get what I want.
"amelia, I'm-"
and she kisses me.
"I forgive you."
it felt so real. I was beyond ecstatic.
and I love her.
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flashbacks l.h
Fanfictionflashback [flash-bak] noun 1. a device in time by which an event or scene taking place before the present time in the narrative is inserted into the chronological structure of the work. he fucks up. she gets mad. he gets her back. but is it true?
