WHEN THE NIGHT BECOMES DARK

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A/N sorry i am a very sporadic writer also (F/B) stands for favorite band

(y/n pov)

when I finally got home from the park I felt a wave of relief rushed over me." Finally some peace and quiet".  I mean I love my friend platonically but sometime i need to be alone if you feel me. As I made perambulation upstairs i felt as if i wasn't alone. The air felt as if it was dense with anticipation.  when I opened the door to my (F/C) room with(F/B) posters everywhere L noticed that my sketchbook has been opened." Really... mom really can i not have privacy in this house damn" i say to myself in an exasperated tone. when i turned to go find her i spotted a small letter with fancy calligraphy writing on it then i picked it up i saw it was addressed to me. when i opened the letter it read

Dear love,

I saw you today in the park a noticed the way the wind and light made you into an angel.  I wanted to say that when i see you again i hope that you will fall for me the same. Till we meet again goodbye my sweet angel 

   with love your admirier

In the envelope there was rose petals and a small ring and more writing 

P.S i hope you love this like i love you  

I felt sick in the stomach because this confirms my paranoia from earlier. I threw it across the room and i thought i heard shuffling.

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