Dear Emma,
We got in an argument yesterday. It was about your father. I was just mad about you leaving me alone and not paying attention to my existence for three months when I could have helped you but you pushed me away. You were mad that I didn't come sooner. You screamed at me to leave you alone and ran into Old Navy with tears threatening to spill from your eyes. We were shopping and it just turned plain ugly between us. I sat on a wooden bench running my hand through my hair with distress and laying my head in to my hands. "Hey Will! Fancy seeing you here. Are you okay?" I listened to the feminine voice and lifted my head while adjusting my eyes to see the figure Blair standing in front of me. "Oh hey. It was nothing. Just got in an argument with Emma." "Oh. I really need to tell you something,"she said. She sat next to me on the bench. Looking down at her shorts and rubbing her palms on them she looked nervous as I saw sweat appear on her brow that she swiped. "It's just um....well....I like you." I stared at her like she was crazy. "I like you too. Duh." "What? You really do?,"she asked. "Yeah. You make a great friend." Her smile went down instantly. She had teary eyes when she responded. "I don't think you know what I mean." She looked me straight in the eyes. Then she placed her hand on my knee and leaned in with her soft pink lips puffed out and placed her lips on mine. I was so surprised and still that she continued kissing me. Then I finally pulled her off of me looking at Blair with my eyes wide. In the corner of my eye I saw you standing in front of Old Navy.
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Dear Emma
KurzgeschichtenA bunch of letters sent to a girl who I once thought I wouldn't have a chance with. ..... * Sorry, this story is not completely edited, but I'm working on it. * Hey everybody I want to inform you that I wrote this about two to three years ago so it...
