Proulouge
He stormed past me.
"Car?" I said wearily. "You okay?"
He turned to me, his tan face framed by blonde curls was angry. It scared me.
"Do I look okay?" He yelled getting in my face.
I flinched.
His expression softened. "Sorry Ali. Its just... nothing."
Carson Rowan. My best childhood friend.
"I have a question." He fidgited with his hands.
"Shoot." I said.
"Do you want to go out-" He started.
"WAIT!" I bounced with joy as I remembered who had asked me out today. "Didn't you hear?" I asked.
"No." He looked away. "What?"
"I'm going out with Ashton."
"That ass?" He asked.
Yeah." I snapped. "And he's not a jerk."
"Whatever you say." He said.
"Don't be that way please." I pleaded.
"What do you want me to do?" He said that angry expression coming back.
"I don't know... be nice?"
He smiled. "Sorry Ali. I didn't mean to be rude."
"Its okay. Your just the jealous best friend." I laughed.
He pulled me into a hug.
"Yeah right."
"I love you like a brother." I whispered. Maybe even more, I thought.
"Same Ali. I love you to." His voice shook. What was wrong with him, and what was he going to ask me?"
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I Lost My Chance
RomanceAlessandra Crane is nineteen years old and already married to Ashton Winters. Her best friend Carson disappeared on her wedding day and no one has seen him since. But when she realizes Carson loves her and she made a mistake marrying Ashton what can...
