dear harry,
i am so unbelievably confused. today you asked if you could kiss me, while i was sitting at your lunch table with all of your friends. i was not sure if you were being serious, but you couldn't have been, right? so i stood up immediately, and ran out of the lunch room like an idiot. i could hear people laughing and at that moment, i thought you never really cared about me. i was just some joke to you, a game.
but then you stopped by after school and you brought me a cookie cake with i'm sorry written on it in purple icing, just like the day we met. purple icing is my favorite. needless to say, i cried and you laughed at me and kissed me. there is no better taste than your laughter.
you left after that and i feel like, as i'm laying in my bed writing this, i'll never know why you wanted to kiss me and why you would go through so much trouble.
i like it though.
love, olivia
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dear harry, love olivia
Fanfictiondear harry, i've decided that i'm going to kill myself a month from now. i wanted to write down all of our memories in a journal so whenever you need it, it'll always be there. i'm sorry. love, olivia
