twenty-seven.

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twenty-seven:

my back hit the cement hard and i heard footsteps rushing over to me.

"oh my god kellin are you okay?" vic asked as he knelt down.

"did i just trip over the air?" vic nodded his head and i groaned.

"this is so embarrassing." i muttered.

"here let me help you up." vic said as he stood up and held out his hand. i grabbed it and i swear i felt sparks.

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okay okay this is it for right now, i might post some more later.

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