the ending (alt or nah)

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calum groaned as he opened his eyes, what the fuck was this? he was sitting on plane. his eyes were so wet he had to wipe it away. he felt like he was asleep for years and everything sinked it. the truth is, he didn't want it to be a dream.

he groaned as he shook his legs annoyingly.

"can you stop groaning, asshole?"

calum looked beside him when he heard a familiar voice. sitting beside him was a girl with shoulder-length black hair with a side fringe. he knew who she was.

"what's your name?" was all he could possibly say.

"wolf." the girl answered.

"wolf what?"

"just wolf."

"we're going to new york." he said as he happily smiled, it was not a dream anymore. there was wolf, the same girl from his dreams.

"what the fuck?"

"i'm calum and i'm the love of your life."

he wasn't mistaken.

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