Everybody wants to throw us away broken boy meets broken girl


hey ,I'm Sam, I'm 19 and from Australia

I've been suicidal for the past 10 months ,that's why I go to this shitty therapy session

Oh yeah i forgot to tell you, that's where i am ,therapy

These stupid sessions go one for like two and a half hours


The only good thing about coming here is i get to secretly look at Michael

I think he doesn't even know who i am , well who would want to know me ,im ugly (photo uptop)

I think i am , all my friends tell me im not but i believe i am

Then i look up from my thoughts noticing Michael is looking at me ,smiling

He was smiling?!?!?!

I looked down ,blushing

Then therapy finished

I got up off my seat and walked to the door but before i made it there i felt a hand on my wrist

I turned to look at whoever grabbed my wrist ,

It was Michael, his green eyes staring into mine , our chests inches away from each other

I blushed , he smiled

"Wanna meet up later?" He asked and i nodded

"Okay , see you later ,ill meet you at Starbucks on the outskirts of Sydney"

"Okay" i replied and walked to my car driving to my house

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The meet up will be in the next chapter :)



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⏰ Last updated: May 18, 2016 ⏰

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