Makeout Party

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Gabe's point of view

The next day me and Bella were talking and suddenly this random dude walks up to us. Jesus said "Hey party in my house be there or be a loser." We were going to go but he never said what kind of party so me and Bella just dressed nice. I picked up Bella. When I saw Bella my jaw dropped. Bella looked so beautiful compared to me. We went to Jesus party and me and Bella spilt up. It was such a huge crowd that we went different ways. I found Ash and said "WHERE IS BELLA!"
Ash said "I DON'T KNOW!" I went to go find her and suddenly a girl comes up to me and starts kissing me and I got into it and kissed her back. I looked and Bella was standing and crying. I see Bella running home. I chase after her. She stops and said "You don't care about me! I don't even know you anymore! I am not even sure if I should believe you!" Bella walks away. There was a car coming. I ran and got her before she would end up in the hospital because of me. She yelled at me saying "Leave me alone!"
I yelled back and said "I CAN'T BELLA I am sorry for making out with another girl. Bella you are the one I want. I love you I'll tell everyone I love you because I really do. "
She replied "The way you acted to that girl I don't even trust you if you love me!." she left. I was so stupid for doing that I wish I could go back in time and never made out with that chick. Bella hates me now I have no girlfriend now. I don't know what I am going to do now.
Few months later past I wanted to kiss Bella's lips and never stop. It was all my fault I kissed that chick. I started crying at night and thinking what was going to happen next in life. Ash tried talking to Bella but it was no use. I just want to her to know how sorry I am for bullying her from kindergarten to highschool. I just want her to know that I love her and I don't want anything to happen to her. I am stupid for bullying her I'm stupid for not staying by her side. I went to her house climbed the tree and knocked on her window.

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