A/N...
Holy Crap so I went on Wattpad, and the first thing I see is that this story has reached 100,000+ reads..like..Oh my God!
I was literally smiling so much, from ear to ear, and I started to cry. I am seriously so happy.
Yes, I know that the beginning story line isn't very good, and it's very cliche and carroty, but I wrote that over a year ago.
To think that i have been writing this for a year now, and hitting 100,000 reads..I just...Oh my goodness.
I don't even know what to say. I'm so happy.
When I began this story, I literally never thought it would get this far. And maybe I'm overreacting over 100k, but I don't care, I am seriously so happy right now, it made my day, more like month actually.
All of your comments have been so supportive, and it keeps me writing and it makes me so thankful :).
I just..I don't know what to do. I'm still stunned. I'm literally in shock. I just..holy freaking crap. I just never thought I would get so many people to read and like this. It's amazing.
Anyways, before I keep rambling, I just want to end this here, and say one more big THANK YOU.
I love you so much
Stay beautiful.
x
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-5 Days Later-
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Niall's P.O.V.
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I woke up to silence, a dark room, and loneliness. I had expected Cole to be next to me, but to my disappointment, she wasn't.
I rolled over on my back and groaned. Today the boy and I were flying to New York, while Cole was heading home to Cass City. Yes, deep down I was sad that she wasn't going with us, but I knew that she had to go home.
I ran my hand through my hair and rubbed my face as I pushed myself up and out of bed. I slowly walked down the hallway, feeling groggy, and I could hear the slightest bit of the TV. When I walked into the living area, I saw Colena sitting pretzel-legged on the couch with a bowl in one hand, and a spoon in the other, with Monk next to her.
"Morning," I said to her.
She kept her eyes on the screen across the room.
"Morning," she replied.
I took a seat next to her, and rubbed my eyes.
"Whatcha watching?"
She shook her head.
"I have no clue, now shush."
She held up her index finger to silence me.
I switched my attention from her, to the TV, and tried to figure out what she was watching, but wasn't having any luck. It was obviously an American show due to the way they all talked. It definitely was a reality show, and it had 5 crazy looking women, and I knew I had never seen it before.
"What time is it?" I asked her.
She stared straight ahead of her.
"I don't know, like five thirty or something," she replied.
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