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A/N: Please vote or leave a comment if you're reading this!! It would mean a lot to me <3

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That night I dreamed about him. I dreamed that he kissed me again, but this time we weren't interrupted by someone. We kept going. We kept kissing, and I got scared. I didn't know how to kiss a boy. Phil kept stopping and staring at me, and I started to cry. I tried to kiss him, but he kept stopping me. "You don't know what you're doing"  he said. I cried harder. I wanted to learn how, I told him, teach me how to do this. But he just shook his head. You're my soulmate, we have to try. "I'm not your soulmate" he laughed. I grabbed his wrist and pulled up his sleeve to show him his tattoo, but his wrist was bare. He wasn't my soulmate. He was laughing at me. I felt like my heart had been ripped out.

I woke up to someone shaking me. "Hey, hey hey hey" it was Jack. "Wake up, you're okay. It's okay, you're just dreaming" I looked around and saw that I was still in my room. I touched my face and realized that I had been crying.

"What..." I mumbled sleepily.

"You were crying in your sleep" Jack sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you alright?" I wiped my eyes an sat up.

"'m fine" my head hurt, and I was still really tired but I didn't want to go back to sleep. I secretly looked at my wrist to see if I had dreamed it.

It was there. I hadn't dreamed it.

"Oh yeah, you seem great" Jack said sarcastically. "Crying in your sleep is perfectly normal" I pushed him off my bed and got up.

"Shut up" I grumbled as I walked over to the clothes that someone had laid out for me. "Do I have to be at breakfast today?" I asked.

"Yes, you have some visitors that came early this morning" I sighed and started to change. "Were you dreaming about him?" he asked. "About your 'soulmate?'" I ignored him. "What's his name?" I huffed as I struggled to get my shirt buttoned. "Here let me help" Jack knocked my hands away and buttoned my shirt for me. Jack was older than me, just by two years, but he was slightly shorter than me. He had inky black hair like Phil, but his eyes were a pale green color. Not for the first time, I noticed how handsome Jack was.

"Phil" I said quietly. "His name is Phil" Jack nodded curtly as he finished with the buttons. I glanced at my hair and then slipped my shoes on. "And I don't want to talk about him right now" Jack opened my door and followed me out.

"Alright" Jack put his hands up in defeat. "But you're going to have to talk about it eventually"

"How late am I?" I asked as I started down the stairs.

"Very" I cursed and turned toward the dining room. I pushed the door open too hard and it slammed against the wall. I cringed and looked towards the table. My parents were sitting there with three other people. They were all staring at me.

"My apologies" I said weakly. "I wasn't aware that we had guests" my 'Prince act' was on before I even walked in the door.

"It's perfectly all right" my father said. I looked at him in surprise. I wasn't in trouble? "Daniel had a big night last night" he told our guests.

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