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-Luke-

" Describe her to me." The woman sitting with her legs crossed said.

" Well she was never sad whenever I saw her. She always brightened up my day. She had beautiful brown hair. Her eyes were blue and they always lit up. She was always so happy until one day she just stopped I kept seeing her look sad but she always said that she was fine. But how can someone look so sad but say that they're always fine. Then she just left and she didn't come to school the next day. I thought she was sick but then she didn't come for a week then two weeks then it was a month. I waited and waited for her I thought she would show but she didn't. I cried for weeks I thought she was dead. Until I saw her. I saw her. My hopes got higher but she didn't look my way. If only she looked my way." I explain to her. I stared out the window and I started to see things blurry and that's when I knew I started to cry.

" It sounds like she meant a lot to you."

" She was my everything and now I have nothing. I started to leave her voice mails to see if she would at least call me back or hear them. But I don't know what to call it but I know she means so much to me." 

" I know what it's called. It's called love, Luke." 

" But Emily's just my friend. How could I love her." 

"You might not understand now." She said softly. " But you love her."

 I love her? All this time it didn't make sense why I cared so much but now I know and she wont. 

A/U:  I was just trying out how this would look but idk you tell me PLEASE COMMENT if you liked it this way. I might now always do it this way but you know it's a new way so heeeyyyy. Vote comment and follow maybe :)

SO HARRY WAS IN THE PALISADES AND I WAS IN THE PALISADES DO YOU SEE MY PROBLEM ADKFJ;

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