Always, for you.

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"Emma! Time to go to school hurry up!" My younger brother Simon called me. I'm Emma, Emma Fairley. I'm in my sophomore year in the Wamego High School in Kansas. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I have been in love for 6 years.

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*6th grade*

"I can't believe your brother threw you your PB&J sandwich to your face!" Taron said laughing. Taron Egerton is a British guy from Wales. He's a year older than me. I've known him for about a year, and I have a huge crush on him. He is about 10 cm taller than me. He is has ash/blonde hair and wears hipster glasses that match perfectly with his green eyes. His smile... god, that smile is the best part of my day. I don't think he will ever notice me that way though... I'm a little chubby, I'm not the tallest girl in town, blonde, green eyes, but I'd say I'm a pretty good friend and I make people laugh so that's good, right?

Anyway, we were really good friends for a while until, he moved back to Wales with his family. Since then, I've been very lonely. Taron was the only person who really understood me and he made me laugh everyday when I most needed it, and now he is gone and he's so far away... He was a true friend of mine. It hurt so much.

We didn't talk after that, we actually didn't stay in touch at all.

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*Present day, sophomore year*

Six years have passed since I last saw Taron. In that period of time I've been able to put down a little weight. My hair color has changed though, still blonde but a little darker. "Hurry up Emma!"

"I'm coming Simon calm down!" I said as I grabbed my school bag. I've been getting into this hipster/emo look. So my OOTD was some gray jeans, a ribcage black shirt, black boots, a black leather coat, obviously my special necklace and also lots and lots of bracelets (5 in each hand to be exact). My makeup was normal, black eyeliner, mascara and a soft pink matte tone on my lips.

It was the first day of school, and it was a pretty sunny day. I was very energetic for some reason, this isn't really me but it felt good! Mom and dad work for the same company, so we rarely see them at home. I grabbed the bagel with cream cheese that was on the counter and rushed to the bus stop with my brother. Simon is 2 years younger than me, he can be quite a fuzz but I still love him though.

"What took you so long?" Simon said panting. "Sorry, I guess I kinda overslept" I said as I took a bite out of my bagel. "Good morning Emma! Simon!"

"Morning Misses Hooch!" I waved to the lady who lived in front of us. She looks like a raisin but she'll listen and tell you all kinds of stories. She's pretty fun.

The bus was arriving. I've never felt so nervous, what was going on with me? We arrived to school in about 10 minutes, as I arrived I looked all around me to see who was entering or who left this year. I made my way to the principal's office. In there, you get handed in your schedule for the week, according to your pros and cons. For example, I have more hours of math rather than music. Let's just say I'm not the best student at math, but I can NAIL music. It was a pretty crappy schedule, but it was okay. I was also given the number of my locker and it's password with the lock.

My locker was on the west side of the school, and as usual, I get the middle one. I don't know if it was because of my height or because I am damn lucky. I've always loved having the middle locker, and to make it better, it was on the right corner.

"Monday: Biology, English, Math, and Mistory." I thought as I slowly walking through the crowded hallways. Those were the first 4 hours before break.

The bell rang and I quickly dashed to the sciences classroom. I took my seat in the middle of the classroom. A girl came up to me. She looked like she was timid. "Um, excuse me?" a soft voice came out. "Huh?" I looked up and there was a girl with a gray hoodie, she had a TØP tee, black jeans and white converse. She had ombre hair going from black to red and she also wore eyeliner.

"Oh um no, go ahead." I said smiling back at her. "Thank you..." she said pretty relieved. "I'm Sky, Skylar Black." She said handing me out her hand so that we can shake them. "Emma Fairley, nice to meet you"

We talked about our interests for a while until the bitch came in. Walking as if she had something stuck up her butt. Her name is Chiara Silverstone. She's a pretty basic bitch, black hair, Kylie Jenner lip kits, PINK bags, and obviously the famous long straight hair.

"Oh look, the stray dog has found a friend!" she said with the most annoying tone in her voice ever. Her bitchy friends laughed at her joke. Sky and I looked back at her with hate. "Chiara! Hi, what a pleasure! Have you done something to your face because it looks a little fucked up" I said smiling at her. There's no better feeling than smiling at the people who hate you.

Then as we gazed at each other with hate, the teacher came in greeting us and blah blah blah, whatever. The class ended, and I went to the next two classes, English was okay. Math... meh. The fourth class came and I was running late because of the entire crowd. Why is there so much people in school?!

I checked my phone for new messages. I was walking pretty fast without knowing who was in front of me. Suddenly, I crashed into someone. It was a boy, a tall boy. His chest was where my head reached. That's how I knew it wasn't a girl. He accidentally dropped my phone. He leaned down and picked it up for me. I wasn't able to look at his face this entire time. Who is he?

"Oh god, I'm so sorry are you okay?" he said as he got up from the floor. That voice... British accent. It seemed similar but it was way deeper that the one I'm thinking of.

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*six years ago*

"Promise me you'll come back! Promise me you'll never let our friendship die Taron!" I said with tears streaming down my red cheeks.

I looked up at him to see his sad face. He looked deeply into my eyes.

"Here have this necklace, it was my mother's, I want you to have it and take care of it." Taron said as he handed out a heart shaped necklace with a small ruby in the center.

"I-I will... Taron..."

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*Present day*

"Are you okay?" the guy handed me out my phone. I looked up. I opened my eyes in shock. My mouth opened too, gasping by what I saw.

Could it be? No, no way. How could it be? It has been so long! I tried to hold back the tears.

"Taron?"