"Ah, clear they see and true they say
That one shall weep, and one shall stray"- Dorothy ParkerRob's POV
The hot summer air didn't satisfy me, nor my heart. Where am I going? Where could I go? Any where I go I wouldn't be able to sleep at all. All I would be able to think about is that fluffy haired brunette that goes by the name of Preston.
That gorgeous man that I gave my virginity to. That beautiful man that I fell so deeply in love with probably way too fucking fast. That God damn man that I feel so happy and joyous around.
No, I don't want to think about him. I can't think about him because I'll just ended up in a pool of thick transparent tears.
My feet hit the sidewalk at a leisurely pace, but they wanted to go at a brisk pace. No, I need to run. To run away from Preston, to run away from my sad emotions to just run away from everything.
I picked up my pace and started sprinting to God knows where. Lights blurred around me mixed with the sounds of people hanging out inside their homes. My shins burned and my throat was starting to dry.
My eyes had tears dwelling in them when my mind thought of Preston. Oh God why? Why couldn't we have met in an honest way? Every time he told me he loved me did he mean it? I don't know anymore. I really just don't know anymore.
The worst thing is that I still love the goofy bastard. His cute dimples and his shortness that made him even more adorable. I love everything that he hates about himself.
The tears that were once dwelling in my eyes now flowed freely down my cheeks. My legs had a tingling sensation from how hard and how fast I ran, but I didn't care. All I cared about was getting away, I don't know what to do. A normal person would probably call me crazy for still loving him.
Maybe I should just leave. Maybe, it's time for me to go back to Canada.
But then if I leave it's not like I could escape my emotions.
What should I do? What should I fucking do?
A/N: Guys please do not comment or message me death threats even if you don't like what's happening in the story. It's not cool.
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The Summer Fling (Poofless AU)
FanfictionNoun, Plural: Flings /Fling/ A short period of enjoyment or wild behavior.