THE REST OF THE STORY YOU WILL FIND OUT WHY THEY BROKE UP.  i REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE IT.  AND THAT YOU GIVE ME FEED BACK. XX THE POV IS ALWAYS WHITNEY UNLESS I OTHERWISE STATED. :D

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YEAR AND A HALF AGO.

"KATIE GIVE IT BACK!!!" I screamed as i followed her out the the store and into the crowd of people that occupied the mall today.  She took my wallet. Just ripped it right out of my hand.  We were here at the mall today because we were getting a birthday present for our other best friend Wes.  Well that's what I was doing. Katie spent her money on lipgloss. So now she took my wallet. 

I was weaving in and out of people and when I was close enough I leaped and tackled her to the ground in front of everybody. 

"Come on! just 20 bucks!!" Katie huffed from under me.

"No! You shouldnt have spent all your money before getting Wes his present." I stated as I rolled off her on the floor taking my wallet out of her hand.

We stayed there just looking at each other and around at the few people watching us.  then we just burst out laughing cluching our stomachs and wailing like hyenas. We didn't really care about the looks we got from people so we just kept right on laughing on the floor in the middle of a crowded mall.

"Do you really think its a good idea to be on the floor?  You have no idea what has been on it" A voice above us said.

We looked up and there were five faces looking at us with their eyebrows raised in confusion. That made me and Katie start laughing all over again.

"So you are the reason the mall is so crowded today".  I stated getting up off the floor and pulling Katie up with me once our laughing subsided.  Again all we got were raised eyebrows and confused looks.  I looked at Katie and caught my breath then looked back at the boys.

"Hello! My name is Stan and this is my dear friend patrick. It was so lovely to meet you and thank you for teaching us about how dirty these floors are. Have a good day gentlemen. Come along Patrick". I linked arms with Katie and we walked off.  We had called each other Stan and Patrick for the longest time. Those were the names our parents were going to name us if we were boys. Which obviously we werent.  We walked off laughing just as hard as were earlier. With the five lads left confused and standing there wondering what the hell they just wittnessed.

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