2 days. I wake with the expectation of Dawson in my room, but again it's all too quite. I go down stairs and he left a note that says.
"Morning. Meet me at the shack ASAP. Got news. See you then."
I get dressed, and head out with an apple in hand. 20 minutes later I'm at the shack.
I step inside and it's vacant except for James, Dawson's older brother who I've never seen but in pictures.
"What the hell. How did you find this place?"
"Dawson showed me, I've gotta tell-"
"That little shi-" James grabs my waist. "Get the hell off-" Then he kisses me so deeply I might faint.
"I wasn't supposed to meet you until two days from now, but Dawson wanted us to meet."
Dawson walks in clapping making kissy faces at us. "Ah, young love."
"You're kidding me. Where's the punch line, he didn't just kiss me for the laugh."
James shows me his arm. Same as mine. My heart is beating so fast. I look at my timer and it's at 0. What. I couldn't and I didn't just meet him. I run out of the shack as fast as my legs can take me.
Dawson's brother is my soulmate, and he just freaking kissed me. That's all I know at the moment.
I wish I had shaved, or wore nicer clothes. I had two more days until I have that moment. I'm hyperventilating by the time I reach my house. I walk inside and 12 guns are pointed at me.
"Alice Underwood?" A tall unarmed man questions.
"I'd be she. What are you doing in my house." I say panicked.
"You are under arrest. You broke your timer, now please give me your wrist."
"What do you-"
"Wrist. Now." He grabs my hear and cuts out my timer. "Dispose of the girl, and now find her little friends."
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The Count Down
Teen FictionWhat if you had a timer on your arm counting down every second, day, minute, and hour until you meet your soulmate. Alice and Dawson are close to finding out their match. Will they like them? Can they defy their soulmates?
