E I G H T E E N
~*~
it's pre-concert day and i'm not sure what to think.
i'm not sure if i'm excited a) to see ashton or b) to show him how great i'm doing without him, or if my emotions really have to do with excitement at all.
no doubt i want to get over the curly-haired dork, but i would love even more if he and i were something again. now, it seems we're only distant strangers with unresolved pasts. the most lovely form.
we could have been something, we really could have.
~*~
well i think it's safe to say that this is the shortest chapter i've ever written. anyhow, i hope you enjoyed it !!
feel free to give this chapter a vote and comment what you think,, i really appreciate it & hope you have a great day !
side note: the next chapter is going to be a good one,, get ready.
kylie
YOU ARE READING
*67 → [Irwin]
Short Storypromises. that's all they ever were. empty goddamn promises. *** (short chapters + lowercase intended) © 2017 to whateverpunk (kylie) All Rights Deserved.