"Do you have to leave?"
"Harp, I'll see you in a couple of weeks. We're not going to be apart for very long, okay? We'll talk on the phone everyday, and our colleges are only a couple hours away."
"But... I'll miss you."
"And I'll miss you."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"You're going to have to let go sooner or later."
"Shhh. I want to enjoy this moment."
"When did you turn sappy?"
"When I got a tattoo on my ass."
"Harsh."
"You deserve it for leaving me."
"Harper Gold, look me in the eyes. You are going to UNC, your dream school. You're playing soccer on a great team, and you'll make so many friends that I may have to come visit just so you don't forget me."
"..."
"Are we on the same page now?"
"Yeah."
"Good."
"I love you Oliver."
"I love you too."
"..."
"..."
"That's your flight."
"I know."
"Well..."
"Yeah..."
"Bye."
"Bye Harp."
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Misfits
Historia Corta"Hello?" "Is your house on fire?" "No...?" "Man, I thought it was because you're so dang hot." "I think you need to work on that." ... One prank call One girl One guy One great story ********* Cover by RaghaddMurad Highest Rating: #1 in short story