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Chapter 35 - Confessions

Hello everyone! Welcome to a new chapter of Chasing After the PA!

First of all, thank you all for the amazing support on this story!

Second of all, I think I mentioned this at the beginning of the story but I'm going to mention it again. I've been reading back on the earlier chapter of Chasing After the PA and noticed HOW FREAKING CRINGY IT WAS.

Like damn, the first few chapters were painful to read.

And before anyone says something like, 'Oh, it's still cringy now'

Lemme say something:

LOL, I know, it probably is. (bish, you right)

I'm probably going to read back on this story when I'm older and I'm going to want to drink bleach but oh well, I had a good time writing this story and that's something that I don't regret.

well, I' going to stop blabbering now and get on with the story.

As always, I hope you enjoy and I'll see you at the end of the chapter :)

song- Colbie Caillat, Bubbly

~Jessica

"Confession is not betrayal. What you say or do doesn't matter; only feelings matter. If they could make me stop loving you-that would be the real betrayal."

― George Orwell, 1984

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I woke up in a happy mood.

I remembered the talk I had yesterday with Malik and I could feel a large weight that I didn't even know was there being lifted off of my chest.

One of the happiest moments in life is when you find the courage to accept things that you can't change; I finally accepted that my heart was with Hunter.

My phone buzzed with a good morning text from him and I smiled down at the screen as I sent a good afternoon text back.

He was coming home tomorrow night and I was excited to see him.

I was ready to tell him that I loved him; while he was awake this time.

My phone started to vibrate and I got and incoming call from Hunter.

"Hello?"

"Good morning cucumber, how did you sleep?"

"I slept alright," I said, making sure not to mention that it was probably because it was in his bed again.

"That's good," Hunter answered. "No nightmares?"

"Not yet at least."

"Well let's hope that it stays that way."

"What are you doing right now?" I asked.

I heard a few papers rustling. "Oh, just planning a few things..."

"What?"

He chuckled, "You'll find out, ma biche."

"Did you just call me your bitch?"

I heard a gasp on the other end and then Hunter cleared his throat. "It means my doe in French but I just now realised how wrong it actually sounds."

I laughed. "I mean, it's kind of a cute nickname."

"Ooh, naughty Ms. Flores."

"I meant the English version of the nickname!"

I could sense the smirk in his voice as he spoke, "Sure you did."