Breezy
Oh, the sickly sweet holidays.
You hate them. It forces you to interact with distant family members and the cousins that tormented you when you were younger.
You would much rather hang out with Dallon, but you're not sure if that feeling is mutual.
After that kiss, you're not sure of anything.
You're not sure you passed your midterms, and you're definitely not sure if Dallon will still be your friend.
You made the terrible mistake of not talking to him and pretending you made new friends, but you know they don't really like you. They only hangout with you because of Meagan. And you're not completely sure she even likes you.
You're in your room. Sitting on the end of your bed, thinking. While the cousins your age talk and talk and talk until you finally block out the sound.
You hate the holidays.
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Oh hey sorry totally forgot I have an unpopular wattpad story currently.
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Tidal Waves- Brallon
FanfictionDallon Weekes had an unforgettable summer, with someone he would never expect. AN: I don't own these people and understand that they are happily married. Carry on.
