T W E L V E
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i couldn't seem to admit to anyone why i was moping around, for the fear of being judged because i've never known him, not really. these calls we have, it's not the same.
the calls.
even if it's not the same as talking in person, it doesn't make me miss it less. god, we only ever talked for a minute or so, but i still miss it. even when i didn't have a chance to miss it, i did — like that's even possible.
i suppose i just miss ashton.
but somehow i'm sure if he could block me on every social media he has, he would. and even if it's over-dramatic, i would let him. i might even do the same.
i thought maybe the boy i was seeing at the theatre could distract me, but i ended up leaving halfway into our date before i could find out. i realized i didn't want to date in-my-reach, pretty-boy; i wanted ashton.
but do i?
that's the question, isn't it? do i constantly want to be at his beck and call?
a month ago, it would have been done right there. now... i don't know what i want. the one thing i am certain of, however, is i'm not sure if he's going to call back.
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