She told me she wasn't going anymore.
She told me she had no one to go with.
I asked about the dress and she said 'I know'
I told her she will look beautiful and she asked 'with who?'
I told her that I tried (I really did)
I mentioned Louise but she said she asks and the answer was 'no'
The bluntness of the messages from her were real.
I didn't care if anyone told me she wasn't upset, anyone who couldn't see that she was upset weren't sensitive hidden words.
I had ruined her.
We were ,
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Midnight Messages [wattys2015]
ChickLitMessages from a boy, which are read over and over, to the point that it makes Amelia sick. It only takes her the same amount of time that she spends overthinking to type and send a response. [ please don't be put off by how many parts are in my st...