"James, stay away please!"
"Audrey, it's not what it looks like!"
"Please go away, I'm begging you."
"Audrey --- "
"I don't want anything stuck in my mind so please leave."
"Please Audrey. I need you! I don't want to lose you."
"You hurt me again."
"Please forgive me."
"I don't know how."
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The New Yorker meets Royalty
FanfictionWhat if back in the 50s, James Dean met Audrey in a diner? What will happen next? Would it end in burning flames, or paradise?
