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"So you're not gonna tell me what's in the bag?" I asked Julie as she sat on the passenger side again. She demanded I drive to the beauty supply store and she stayed in the for fucking ever. I didn't mind. As long as she was alive. I'd wait at every supply store until she got what she wanted.

"No" she smiled. I was happy to see her smile. She was pretty pissed after seeing Bryce. I understand, its like how I feel at my mom. I don't hate my mom. I could never hate my mom. I hate that she didn't take me with her.

Julie, although she think she does, doesn't hate Bryce. She hates the feeling she had when he left. Abandonment.

"When we get home you're totally cooking me a fat meal." I said starting the car.

"As if" she snorted. It was adorable. Shit, she's made me soft.

"But-"

"No buts, I'm not touching food for you until my heart works perfectly."

"Soon then" I said only half joking.

She sighed. "I hope"

I drove for a few minutes.

"Are you sure you don't want to go back to America?"

"I'm sure, too many shit has happened there are I just wanna runaway and never look back. Plus I can just enroll in college next year in England."

"We can go to Oxford together, we're both smart as heck"

"Like I could get into Oxford" she scoffed pulling strands of her repeatedly.

"Hay, stop that" I pulled her hand from her hair. " I like your hair"

"But its so ugly."

"Only to you, I told you, I'll love however you may look, I love you for you, not how you look"

She smiled and put her hands on her lap. She was so fragile, so easily  hurt.

We pulled into the lot and she ran out the car to look at the house.

"Oh my freggin' gosh! This is not our house!"

What? Does she not like it? Shit I should hav-

"I love you so much!" She ran to me and tackled me to the ground and kissed me feverishly all over my face.

I laughed in relief.

"So you like it?"

"This is my fucking dream house! Its prefect" she cheesed hardly and stood up.

"Well that's just the outside." I plopped myself on my elbows and smiled at her enthusiasm.

"Well, get off the floor" she said running towards the house. I rushed up to stay close behind her just in case she fell which was pretty likely.

She opened the door and her face was priceless. It was like a little girl on Christmas. She walled in slowly taking in the fact that this was her house.

She looked at me with glee and it also somehow look like she was about to cry as well.

"Hunter.."

"I know" I hugged her.

"I love you, seriously I do, and I'm not just saying that, you are the best thing that's ever happened to me."

She kissed me. That fact that she even notices me makes me happy.

I walked to her to the living room and she started in awe at the furniture and decorations I bought.

"If you don't like the furniture I can return it"

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