Need to Talk to Him

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Why did I refuse? That was my chance to be with him. I want to be with him. I want him to want me. What was I ever thinking?

I need to talk to him.

Brayden? -Zoey

Yeah? -Brayden

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pulled away.

-Zoey

I know what you have been through with school and all. It's okay.-Brayden

I need to see you.-Zoey

Bridge?-Brayden

Okay. See you. -Zoey

He was there waiting for me. He cared about me. We said hello and started to walk no where. We were silent most of the way. Suddenly, Brayden stops. I stop and look at him. We stare at each other. But it was more than a stare, it was deeper than that. He slides his hands into mine, pulling me close. He leans in, after I do.

Right there, we were in the middle of a dirt road, in boots and tennis shoes, alone, kissing.

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