Letter #5

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Dear Lauren,

I miss you. Yes, I've said that a million times before, but it's because I truly do.

I miss the way you ran your fingers through your hair.

I miss the way you can go from being cute to being sexy in literally 5 seconds.

I  miss how passionate you get when you would talk about something you really admired.

I miss you cussing.

I miss you correcting my grammar mistakes.

I miss you playing with my hair.

I miss your body grinding on mine.

I miss your beautiful mind.

I miss your smile.

I miss your cute little laugh.

I miss you giving no fucks about what other people say.

I miss the way you make me feel when you kissed my neck.

I miss the way you interlocked our fingers.

I miss your husky voice.

I miss the way you would say, "You're mine."

I miss you being right next to me every time I would wake up.

I miss how drunk you would get.

I miss your lips.

I miss you kissing my forehead.

I miss you hugging me tightly.

I miss you being protective, not only of me, but the rest of the girls too.

I miss everything about you.

Yours truly, Ally



A/N: Ok, I enjoyed writing this. Just a few more chapters until a surprise...

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