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Taylor Little
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I woke up and I was at Nate's house, which is strange. I remember going to a party last night, so someone must have brought me here. I glanced over to my desk seeing a little note.
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Call me when you get this,
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Nate.
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I wonder why he didn't stay with me? I called him, then hearing loud yells.
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"Taylor, thanks a lot!" He yelled out and hung up.
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I was utterly confused so I cleaned myself up and nervously headed over to Nate's bedroom. I knocked his bedroom door seeing no sign of him. He sounded like he was crying on the phone, so I went where he goes every time he's upset; an alley nearby.

I took my Jeep and quickly drove and I reached it in a few short minutes. "Nate?" I called out. I crossed my hands as I slowly walked.
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"Nate? Is that you?" I spoke, seeing someone turned around, in light tears.
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"Taylor?" He yelled.
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"Babe, what's wrong? What happened?" I ran over to him and hugged him, but he pushed me off.
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Nate kept on telling me how I kissed someone last night, and I was simply heart broken.
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"Nate, please believe me! He drugged me drink, I didn't know what I was doing!" I insisted.
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"Please, give me time. You can stay at my house, but you won't see me for a few days. I can't be near you." He said sadly.
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Tears went down my face as I curved my lip. "I'm sorry, I really am. I love you!"
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Nate looked at me once more. "I don't know if I love you too, Taylor."

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