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Winters pov
I looked out the window, with my eyes already wide open I felt something. Something good. Like something was about to happen and if I slept one more second or even merely blinked I would miss it. The moon was still shining bright in the sky above. The nearly lack universe contrasted the twinkling colors of gold, radiating from the millions upon millions of stars hanging like a mobile over me. I grabbed my phone from my nightstand and crawled across my bed taking my blanket with me, reaching the window. I pushed it open and went outside sitting on the lip of my roof. The night was warm with a small breeze blowing my hair across my face. I pushed the power button on my phone, lighting up the screen. I pressed the number sequence of my passcode and my apps appeared on the screen. I opened my messages app intending to see Isaac's contact. But then I saw a little blue dot next to Luke's name. I clicked the message even though a tear slipped from my eye even thinking about him. It was sent 6 hours ago. I never answered. He sent a video and I clicked it not knowing what he has to say.
*his face shows up on the screen and the room is pretty dark* *(a/n What did I even write here?)*
"I'm sorry. I wanted those to be the first words I said to you. I know that I'm stupid. I just can't stop thinking about you, you are my everything. You are my universe and all the stars in it. You are my life, all the good parts in my life. I know it's pathetic, it hasn't been that long at all since we split but, everything about you I love, the way you laugh, your nonstop positivity, the way you stand out in a crowd because it seems like you radiate sunlight, you draw people to you because your so kind and literally-perfect. You're perfect. The first day I saw you I knew I needed to know you. Even if I couldn't have you I just needed you in my life. I realized that I just made the biggest mistake. I love you. Baby I won't give you up."
(a/n trash)
I whispered to myself "You gave me up when you broke up with me." But I still felt a spark inside of me. Maybe our relationship wasn't meant to be over. The stream of tears grew faster. I was sobbing now. The tears were coming faster than I can wipe away. I heard something from behind me, but I didn't look back. If it was a murderer let them in. I felt an arm wrap around me and my best friend sat beside me.
"Hey don't cry."
She got under the blanket and I leaned my head on Jenny's shoulder. I stopped crying and I told Jenny
"I thought you were a murderer."
We laughed as we sat in the warm summer morning waiting for the sky to turn orange and the sun to come up.

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