Chapter 12

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--= Rob's + POV =--

......Why the hell did we go outside? If we didn't, we never would've seen Jerome....I liked it better when everyone was separate.

When Preston wasn't dead. Before Vikk fell into a coma. Before Lachlan moved to Canada to take care of me.

And WAY before Mitch and Jerome were a couple. Because as soon as they were together, tragedies and chaos came immediately afterwards.

I don't know....Maybe I'm just too bitter at the moment. Too angry. Too tired.....Too sad. My expression softening at this I sighed.

Locking eye contact on a tree right beside a bench I leaned on the tree. Not entirely in the mood to be sitting down I checked my phone.

Smirking a little when I saw my lock screen. A beat up angel lay slumped in a chair. Chains bared on all of her limbs...She was a fallen angel.

One of the many things that's normal for me to see. Usually it seems to calm me, and this time it didn't fail. Drifting my gaze upwards I stared at the cloud less sky.

The sun beamed brightly if I peeked my vision towards the right, and some severe rain clouds loomed over towards the left.

"Hey Preston? I gotta go now. See you soon okay?" A familiar voice spoke up.

"Okay. Bye Vikk!" Preston's voice chirped. My heart skipping a beat from the voice I looked towards where the voice was coming from.

I just gotta make sure....It can't seriously be him....Preston disappeared ages ago!.....Scrunching my eyes closed for a moment I slowly opened my eyes.......

I knew it....My eyes widening at the two people I saw I raised my hand onto my mouth to stop the whimpers from coming out.

Tears brimming in my eyes I sat down on the bench that was behind me. He's here. He's actually here. Standing. Alive. Normal looking.

The exact same way I last saw him..... Probably doesn't remember me....Wrapping my arms around my knees I curled into a little ball.

Unsure of what to do I stared at the two. Preston and Vikk's mouths opening and moving I couldn't hear what they were saying.

After about a minute or so Preston hugged Vikk. Vikk hugging back I scowled. My eyes glaring at the bit I stared him down as Vikk walked away.

Preston doing the same exact thing except not with anger I locked my gaze back onto the Texan. Preston bowing his head I felt my heart flutter

At the smile growing on Preston's lips. Resting my elbows on my knees I cupped my face with my hands. Why is he so cute.

Sighing a little I snapped out of it when I realized Preston was walking towards me. Oh no.....Pulling my hoodie up I hid my face.

Scrunching my eyes closed I pretended I was asleep. Lolling my head back onto the bench I dropped the smile. Trying my hardest to sync my breathing

I went limp. (No sexual pun intended :3) Listening intently to the noises I tried my hardest not to bolt when Preston's footsteps stopped.

Shuffling sounds coming from beside me I felt heat rise to my cheeks.....Oh my fucking god it is probably so obvious I'm not sleeping....

Preston chuckling a little I lifted the pressure off of my eyelids. Letting them relax. My throat squeezing in on me I felt my stomach churn....

Should I?.... Should I not?...... Fuck it I'll try. Raising my arms over my head I pretended to stretch. Faking a yawn I opened my eyes.

Letting my arms fall back down I rubbed my eyes with my fists along the way. Smacking my lips once or twice i peeked towards the left.

Preston staring at me, a smile beaming atop that beautiful face of his.

"Hello." Preston spoke up. The smile trembling on Preston's lips I smiled back. Tempted to pull back my hoodie.

"Hey. How's it going?" I questioned. Laughing a little on the inside at how different my voice sounded. Preston seeming to frown at my voice he quickly covered it with another smile.

"As good as it can be in my shoes! Hey um.. Sorry if this rubs off as rude to you but, you look a lot like a man I used to know...." Preston scowled. Seeming hesitant to say this I felt heat rise to my cheeks. Quickly trying to come up with something clever Preston just stared me intently. What the fuck do I say?!? Preston knows when I'm lying or not. I am so screwed....

"N-No sorry." I fake yawned. Trying to cover up the shakiness in my voice Preston just frowned even more than he was before.

"Huh. That's insane. You look just like him." Preston murmured. Staring me deeply in the eyes I stared straight back Into those mesmerizing Amber eyes of his.

"Thanks. I guess." I blushed. Bowing my head I saw Preston blushing out of the corner of his eye.

"No problem." Preston laughed. Preston tearing his eyes away from
Me I watched as he took his phone out of his pocket and checked his phone.

Preston's face seeming to fall I frowned..... I hate it when he does that....Tucking my hands in my hoodie pockets Preston stared me in the eyes.

"Hey, I have to go now but.....M-Maybe I can talk to you again?" Preston stuttered. A slight blush on Preston's face I nodded.

Trying my hardest to hide my fan girlish emotions that were begging to explode. Taking a deep breath I nodded quickly.

"Of course! Here." I smiled. Handing Preston my phone number I saw Preston's face light up.

"Thanks. Well, see ya around!" Preston laughed. Smiling I waved as Preston ran off into broad daylight......

Well.....Now what the fuck am I going to do

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